"Yun Chujiu! Bullsh*t! You're shameless! It's obvious that you're the one who made me this way!" Bai Morou rolled her eyes, and she was so angry that she almost fainted.
Yun Chujiu threw up her hands innocently. "Bai Moyu, I've put all of your past transgressions behind me, and I'm kind as well as generous enough to tell you the cause of your illness. It's a pity that Bai Morou has refused to appreciate my kindness. You can't put the blame on me now!"
Bai Moyu's gaze darkened. "If Morou is truly suffering from chest pains, how can I cure her?"
"It's easy. You can give her a few kicks, and you might be able to set her nerve straight!" Yun Chujiu blinked.
"Nonsense! Bastard! Brother, don't listen to this wench running her mouth! Kill her! Just kill her!" Bai Morou was so enraged by Yun Chujiu that she lost all rationality and started to shout hysterically.
