Li Minghua contemptuously stared at the girl in front of her. She couldn't wipe the sneer off of her face. What did her family even see in this woman? Bai Xueyue looked exactly like her father.
Just the thought of that man made Li Minghua's blood boil. She hoped he had also died in the chaos that ensued in the Palace. She didn't expect to get out of the Palace so quickly but supposed it was a blessing in disguise. After all, the chaos created the perfect distraction for her to flee from the Second Prince's side.
"It seems you don't listen to commands very well," Li Minghua mocked. "How disappointing. Here I was thinking you're a trained dog eager to lap her tongue at every man—"
"I wonder what Wen Jinkai sees in you," Li Xueyue abruptly said.
Li Minghua began to falter. She rapidly blinked at the mention of him. Just his name was enough to create a pain in her chest. She rubbed the sore spot.
"You have no right to talk about him—"
