She felt that her words were already nicely put.
It was not just prejudice. It was almost a dark shadow.
Seeing her angry look, Xie Xingyun's gloomy mood dissipated.
He also ignored the slight disappointment.
He leaned closer and said seriously, "You should."
Little Yu had a good upbringing. Other than being slightly poorer at chess, many noble ladies could not compare to her in other aspects like zither, calligraphy, and painting.
Perhaps it was because her parents had passed away early and she was afraid that outsiders would gossip, she paid special attention to her every move on slightly more serious occasions and rarely lost her composure.
She did not know how to scold people. She only used those few words repeatedly.
