On the other end of the phone, Bai Jingze's pupils shrank at the sound of that voice.
Lin Shuang?!
"Lin Shuang, do you think you have the right to meddle in Wanqiao's and my affairs? Do you think you're something special just because you are a mere gatekeeper?" Bai Jingze snarled fiercely over the phone.
"Su Wanqiao is my woman, Bai Jingze, and a eunuch like you shouldn't even dream about it during the day. Do you, a dead eunuch, really think you could marry Su Wanqiao? In your next life! Dead eunuch!" Lin Shuang hurled a barrage of furious insults into the phone.
What with "effeminate," "dog eunuch," "barren man"... all kinds of mocking slogans were furiously thrown...
He cursed every one of Bai Jingze's ancestors for eighteen generations!
Cursing was Lin Shuang's strong suit; he had grown up in an orphanage, mixing with the riffraff on the streets, and was second to none when it came to insulting others. How could a rich kid like Bai Jingze be his match?
