“What about ‘my’ Qin Wang? Do you still want him?” Bai Yu pretended to emphasize her ownership of Ouyang Mingxian.
“Wangye is not yours!” Xu Peipei glared.
She shrugged. “Even if he’s not mine, do you still want him?”
“That’s none of your business!” Turning her face the other way, Xu Peipei snatched the cloth out of Bai Yu’s hands, then carried the water basin away with her.
Bai Yu raised an eyebrow at the woman who walked in and out of her Meihua residence as if it was her own home. Her eyes moved to her sleeping brother before turning to her friend, who was silently watching her and Xu Peipei’s conversation while sipping on his tea. Xu Luanle shrugged, acting innocent when stared at, and continued with his tea. Bai Yu sighed. She turned back to pull the blanket over her brother after she had finished washing his body.