Bai Shuiling was enraged by Xue Fanxin and almost lost her temper on the spot. However, the pot of fragrant porridge forced her to suppress her anger.
"How much is this pot of porridge? I'll buy it. Is that okay?"
"Not selling." Xue Fanxin did not give her any face.
"Little girl, going against the Bai family is not a wise move."
"Big Sister, countless people have said similar things to me, but they all regret it so much that they want to bang their heads against the wall, including that Bai Wuchen."
"You know my brother?"
"We can be considered to know each other. Anyway, we're not familiar. Hey, if there's nothing else, don't block the light." Xue Fanxin chased them away with a spatula, not giving the so-called Young Miss Bai any face.
