Ye Huang became wary, narrowing his eyes at Xu Jing as if to say, "Just try to lay a hand on my wife!"
"Young Master Ye needn't be nervous, I won't eat her," Xu Jing said with a better mood after having eaten the meat, her speech less rigid than before.
Bai Xiao happily agreed, "Sure!"
They went out to the balcony.
On the balcony, the rocking chair and the wooden table were covered with a thin layer of snow. A few red plum branches reached in, their faint fragrance drifting in the air.
"Do you hate me?" asked Xu Jing. She bore a resemblance to Xu Nuo but possessed many more sharp edges and a spirited air about her.
Bai Xiao laughed, brushed the snow off the rocking chair, and sat down to leisurely rock back and forth, "Why should I hate you?"
"My sister has done a lot of wrong things and hurt you," Xu Jing sighed.
Lately, she felt the burden of guilt on her shoulders growing heavier. From her sister to her father... every member of the Xu Family was guilty!
