The cold words grazed Bi Qingyun's ears, and he stared at Bi Xia in shock. When his gaze met those emotionless starry eyes, Bi Qingyun suddenly took a step back. He widened his eyes and lowered his head; was he actually afraid?
"Marriage fraud, adultery, faking death..." Bi Xia raised his eyelids coldly and sneered, "Bi Qingyun, you've got some nerve."
"Xiaxia..."
"Don't call me that, it makes me sick!" The coldness in Bi Xia's starry eyes was like a venomous sword, stabbing into Bi Qingyun's heart, "The more I longed for a father's love before, the more I hate and detest you now!"
Bi Xia's eyes glanced at Bi Xue sitting on the ground. Overlooking her from above, Bi Xia suddenly chuckled softly, "Although I don't like you, I still pity you. After all, no matter how much your mom calculated, she miscalculated you, making you a bastard child for no reason."
