Bai Xue trembled in anger; she finally realised that she had hit an iron plate this time around. No matter how much she pretended to be pitiful, Bai Jixuan was simply a brute. He had no heart to appreciate her tears. She turned to look at Bai Meiyue, who was eating her hot meal and gulped.
With a flattering smile, she said to Bai Meiyue, "Sister Yueyue, let us in. Let's have a good talk, alright? You really misunderstood us; we never wanted to hurt you. What happened back then—"
"There is no need to say anything," Bai Meiyue refused to listen to Bai Xue's patronising words. She knew very well how skilled Bai Xue was when it came to turning black into white.