It was never my style to yap here and there, barking like some rabid dogs on the street. Even more so with raising my voice into a shrill scream.
I was not a masochist that loved to torment themselves. I treasured my throat.
Besides, I didn't see the point in letting myself suffered from a terrible sore throat, and then having to eat just porridge for a couple of days because I needed to scream on some b*tches' face.
I wasn't even sure whether these imps had sufficient intelligence to hold a proper conversation. But currently, I suspected they didn't. Because I just asked this pretty goddess to explain about the misunderstanding that she herself had confessed about, but not a word came out of her pretty little mouth.
She just stood there like a mannequin while the rabid dog started going on a rampage again.
"Explain what?! There is nothing to explain. Sister Ling and Brother Tianfeng are childhood sweetheart. Everyone knows about this! And--"
