Chi Huan was annoyed. Couldn't this man understand human speech?
She had already said she didn't have any.
Seeing the woman sulking silently, Mo Shiqian didn't speak further. He walked over, pulled her back into the living room, pressed her down onto the couch, and then found a hairdryer to blow her hair.
He didn't turn it on the highest setting, and the comfortable breeze soothingly brushed across her scalp, seemingly smoothing out her previously irate mood quite a bit.
As her hair was almost dry, he turned off the hairdryer and finally spoke in a low and indifferent tone, "Bai Yun has been spoiled rotten by her father. Unlike you, she's been bullying Bai Song since childhood, always using her power to bully others. Just because Ji Yu likes me, she locked Ji Yu in the wine cellar. If I don't teach her a lesson, she'll learn that you slept with me tomorrow and who knows how she'll come at you next."
