"..."
Bai Rou couldn't find the words to reply; she always felt that this guy was playing the rogue, yet what he said made some sense. She understood her brother all too well—he loved stirring up trouble.
However, for some reason, Bai Rou felt somewhat irritated. It was Fang Yi's ruffian-like demeanor that annoyed her.
"He is my brother. Can't you just cut him some slack?" Bai Rou said again.
"How was I supposed to know he was your brother?" Fang Yi replied.
"..."
Bai Rou was rendered speechless once more.
This time, Fang Yi gave a slight smile and said, "All right, since you've spoken, I won't make it hard for him anymore. Take him away. I won't take the money he lost to me. Consider it your dowry."
A flush of inexplicable red swept over Bai Rou's pretty face for a fleeting moment. She glared coldly at Fang Yi and warned, "Keep talking nonsense, and I'll make sure you can't show your face."
