"You've all sold out, your hair is either black or you're just too ugly," merely to incite a reaction from the side, don't mess with my body and mind's health, you—just go back then.
"Who are you calling ugly?" the obedient child blanched immediately.
If it were possible for Yin Xiaoying, who detested men she didn't love, to ascend beautifully into her dreams, Bai Xue had vanished once, and this time it was Bai Xue; now Bai Xue was really the real one, at that point Yin Xiaoming's most distinct traits were his bushy eyebrows.
"There are only the two of us here, do you think I would speak my mind?" such a foolish question, Yin Sufan asked herself, was really Bai Xue's intelligence quotient.
"You really are hideously ugly. Your whole family is ugly," said Bai Xue hoarsely.
"People who are ugly know it," Yin Sufan snapped back, closing her eyes, "For the sake of my mental health, leave!"
