Naturally, Nie Qingru was mentally and physically exhausted from both internal and external problems. She wasn't in the mood to deal with Nie Tao. She kept a straight face and lowered her head to fiddle with her cell phone.
Nie Tao was unhappy upon seeing she didn't even give him face, but he couldn't fall out with her. He suppressed his unhappiness and pretended to sigh. "I heard that Qixing was seriously injured this time. He's going to lose his right eye. I hope it's not true. Otherwise, he'll be a blind man."
This undoubtedly poked at Nie Qingru's weakness. She looked up coldly and said, "Even if he loses an eye, he's still the best candidate to inherit the Nie Family. If you want to gloat, think about how the people outside sympathize with you for having a blind heir!"
As expected, Nie Tao's smile froze, and his expression turned ugly.
