"Don't talk about your father like that."
Tu Xiupei took one look at Xu Jiayi, chuckled, then didn't ask anymore.
Xu Jiayi watched Tu Xiupei leave and rubbed her temples as her head began to hurt. She didn't look too well, and worry was written all over her face.
Feng Tianlan had just stepped out of the main entrance when she saw Si Rong get off his horse and run toward her, shouting excitedly, "Tianlan!"
"You came to see Tu Xiuyu?" Feng Tianlan moved to the side to avoid direct contact with Si Rong.
"Why would I come to see that little wh*re? I came to see you." Si Rong took out a piece of greaseproof paper and put it in front of her. "I went first thing in the morning to line up and buy it for you. It's still warm. I was afraid it would turn cold, so I purposely put it inside my coat to keep it warm for you."
Feng Qingling took one look and didn't mask his disdain. "No wonder it smells so bad. It's been tainted with the smell of poop."
