"I don't feel anything towards any of you anymore. Hate is born from love. Now I feel neither love nor hate towards the Huo family and Mr. Huo; you are all like strangers to me."
"Huh, that's the first time I've heard of you say that about your father."
"I won't admit that he's my father. For me, I'd rather call my step-father, Mr. Jing, my father."
"Oh right, I hear he had passed away for a while now, how is your mother?"
"She's very well, thank you for asking." Huo Mian spoke very politely but also kept her distance.
"Your mother has done very well in educating you. Aside from the plain assemble, you're prettier than Huo Yanyan," Jiang Hong commented.
"I'm just a normal citizen, I've no right to be compared with a socialite. You're being too kind, ma'am."
Jiang Hong continued looking for mundane topics to discuss with Huo Mian, because she was looking for an opportunity to bring up the real subject.
