"I… I was just speaking off the cuff, don't take it to heart." Bai Jia'an, feeling the weight of Wang Bin's gaze, faltered and dared not speak more, but still managed to squeeze out a pitiful remark.
It was Wang Bin who had made the mistake, so why should it concern her? Just because she had a smaller backing?
"Hmph, if you had any sense, you'd know what to say and what to keep to yourself." Wang Bin had long lost any desire to deal with Bai Jia'an. There was nothing more to say; this useless girl would simply fade away in the annals of history.
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"Are they arguing again?" Bai Nuanxi, seated on the sofa, set aside her cookies and instead reached for some cherries. This season's cherries were plump and juicy, bursting with flavor the moment she bit into them. Absolutely delicious.
The television wasn't displaying any popular drama, but rather the surveillance footage outside, showing Wang Bin and Bai Jia'an.