Ye Bei felt both anger and humiliation, "Xiao Yebai, are you angry and embarrassed because I hit the nail on the head?"
He laughed loudly, "I wondered, when we were in school, why did you always have such a miserable face on, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if you were filled with sorrow, living a life of bitterness and hatred. When I returned to the country, I found out that you were nothing more than an adopted son of the Mo Family, you were just lucky to be adopted by them, and that little princess of the Mo Family took a liking to you. If not for that, who do you think you are? A poor boy from Tong Village, if not for your luck, you would probably spend your entire life picking up trash in the countryside..."
There was suddenly the faint sound of high heels coming from outside.
Ye Bei stopped quickly, his lips pressed together, turned around and opened the door.
As expected, Mo Weiyi was just coming down the hallway outside.
