"Eh?"
Xue Xiaohua was stunned. Her father didn't want to help that ugly woman?
So, her father was in cahoots with them? At this thought, Xue Xiaohua instantly pursed her lips and snickered. This was the kind of father she liked.
After Xue Xiaohua finished pondering, she secretly put her small hand into her father's big hand, feeling warm in her heart.
Bai Wenjing returned to her room with a satisfied look on her face.
Sometimes, it was more convenient to beat someone up than to do it yourself. Didn't this White Lotus flower spread rumors in the village that she was not a woman? Then she would let her have a good taste of being framed and resentful.
When she returned to the room, she looked up and saw Xue Changan smiling at her. This made her scalp start to feel numb.
What did this man mean by looking at her like that?
