Bai Yu stared at the woman in front of her. Bai Hua had not yet given up on trying to escape from her half-sister. Her face lowered for not long before the peach blossom eyes turned up to meet Bai Yu’s again. Something within those eyes had changed. It seemed the heroine had finally gathered herself.
Bai Yu lifted her foot from the hem of Bai Hua’s skirt. “You’re wondering why I resent you so much for something that happened in the long past.”
Bai Hua did not answer, though her eyes conveyed the same thought as what Bai Yu had said.
“I used to be stupid. I killed myself because my lover was stolen by someone.” Bai Yu crouched down next to the person who was still on the ground. Her calm gaze carried hatred so intense that Bai Hua started to move back despite having just daringly met her eyes.
Bai Yu reached out to grab the woman’s chin again. “Coincidentally, that woman looks just like this!”