Beitang Qing stopped Ming Mei: "Can we talk?"
Ming Mei kept walking: "I'm busy."
She really had nothing to say to Beitang Qing, she didn't want to see anyone from the Beitang Family.
Beitang Qing's brows slightly furrowed: "I will try my best to control Beitang Chuxin, and prevent her from causing you trouble. In the meantime, I hope you can bear with it. After the negotiation is over, I will take her away, then she won't be able to bother you anymore."
Ming Mei stopped, slowly turning to look at Beitang Qing. The sunlight in the corridor fell on her long hair, dyeing it a faint golden color. Her white skin was as smooth as porcelain, almost translucent.
With a mocking smile, Ming Mei slowly drew out her words: "Control her? Could you really stop a mad dog from biting people? Beitang Qing, don't be naive. You've seen everything that happened between me and Beitang Chuxin. Do you think there could ever be peace between us?"
Left speechless, Beitang Qing didn't know what to say.
