"You good-for-nothing fool!" Bai Weifeng was fuming. Was it easy for him to buy these shameful disks?
Bai Xiao sneered, "Ha, who's the real fool here? What kind of father teaches his daughter such things? Are you raising a daughter, or running a brothel? If grandma knew, she'd come to find you in the middle of the night, wouldn't she?"
On a clear afternoon, yet Bai Weifeng only felt a chill creeping up from his feet, freezing all the rage within him.
After marriage, due to conflicts with his mother-in-law, Bai Weifeng grew distant from his own mother. But that was still his mom!
Watching Bai Weifeng's changing expressions, Bai Xiao found it amusing.
Bai Weifeng was not only crafty but also superstitious!
"Alright then, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now, there's a pile of laundry waiting for me at home!"
"Wait a minute!"
Bai Weifeng hurriedly stopped her.
"What now?" Bai Xiao asked, impatiently.
"I'm asking you, how did you anger Ye Huang?"
"I don't know."