Qian Sisi mustered her courage, "About... that person tonight, why did you have to be so..."
She wanted to say cruel, but when she thought of what that person had done to her, she felt that even sending him to hell wouldn't be enough to quench her anger, let alone just breaking his hand.
The man washed dishes in a leisurely manner behind the flow sink, and the sound of the flowing water made his voice seem a bit ethereal.
"I was sent abroad alone at the age of twelve. At that time, the people in D Country weren't very friendly to those from C Country. A lot of white people disliked me and repeatedly challenged my limits."
Bai Cheng'an rarely talked about his life abroad with Qian Sisi, and now he was chatting about it like casual family talk, which was a surprising delight. Qian Sisi really wanted to understand Bai Cheng'an. She held her little face with her hands, not blinking, listening intently.
