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Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The living room instantly fell silent.

Ye Beisheng narrowed her eyes. These people wanted to send a woman to Huo Xiting’s bed. They could do whatever they wanted as long as they had the ability to do so.

Why did they have to get her involved?

“Madam Bai, do you mean that my wife is not as good as Bai Ying?” Huo Xiting stopped in his tracks.

Madam Bai was the third sister of Huo Xiting’s father. She married the head of the Bai family, but when she returned to the Huo family, everyone always called her Third Madam.

When Huo Xiting called her Mrs. Bai, the distance between the two of them had been pulled apart. Ye Beisheng understood it immediately but Mrs. Bai did not feel anything wrong about it.

When she heard Huo Xiting’s question, she felt a faint sense of pride. “Of course! Our Yingying was raised according to the standards of a socialite. Xiting, I don’t want to say this, but you’re the head of the Huo family. You can’t just mess around with your marriage.”

“Ye Beisheng is just a country bumpkin who grew up in the countryside. She is not worthy of you. Your wife should be a gentle and virtuous lady like Yingying!”

Bai Ying was surprised. She deliberately said, “So Miss Ye isn’t from City An.

She’s actually …”

She didn’t finish his sentence, but her disdain was self-evident.

“Ninth Master, I didn’t mean to say anything bad about Mrs. Huo. I’m just a little surprised.” Bai Ying chuckled.

Huo Xiting suddenly looked at her.

Bai Ying’s face turned red. Did her words attract the Ninth Master’s attention?

After all, how could Ye Beisheng be worthy of someone like the Ninth Master?

She had heard that Ye Beisheng had forced the Ninth Master to marry her back then, so the Ninth Master had no choice but to marry her. Now that Ninth

Master knows about Ye Beisheng’s unbearable past, he must despise her, right? “Yes, my wife did not grow up in City An when she was young.”

Huo Xiting nodded slightly as if he agreed with Bai Ying. His voice was calm. “She lived in the countryside for a while in her younger days.” Ye Beisheng looked up subconsciously.

Bai Ying could not hide her excitement. She looked at Ye Beisheng apologetically and said gently, “Ninth Master, Miss Ye, she…”

“So, Miss Bai grew up in City An and received elite education?” Huo Xiting interrupted.

Bai Ying was stunned for a moment, thinking that Huo Xiting was interested in her. She quickly said shyly, “Yes… The Bai family values the education of the younger generation very much. I’ve always received the best education.” Just based on this alone, she was much stronger than Ye Beisheng!

“Oh?” Huo Xiting suddenly chuckled, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. His voice was calm.

“If that’s the case, how did my wife, who grew up in the countryside, become one of the most famous jewelry designers in the world five years ago? How did she win the gold medal in the IS design competition through the Min competition?”

Bai Ying’s face stiffened.

Huo Xiting said slowly, “My wife, a ‘country bumpkin’ who has not received much education, can do it, but Miss Bai can’t do any of it. It seems that the difference between my wife and Miss Bai isn’t the education that you’ve received but it’s vour intelligence.”

Ye Beisheng looked at him in surprise.

She had thought that Huo Xiting, who was cold and indifferent to everything, would not care to say such things. She thought that she would fight for herself.

She didn’t expect Huo Xiting to be so merciless.

Bai Ying’s tears flowed out, and she almost couldn’t control it. “Ninth Master…”

“Don’t talk to her in the future.” Huo Xiting held Ye Beisheng’s hand. “I don’t want her to infect you. Let’s go see Grandma.”

Ye Beisheng nodded with a regretful expression. “I’m sorry, Miss Bai. My husband doesn’t allow me to play with idiots. I’ll have to leave first.”

Bai Ying clutched her chest, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes. Her breathing quickened. “Ninth master, I…”

Before she could finish her sentence, she collapsed weakly.

Madam Bai panicked. “Yingying, Yingying, don’t scare me! Ninth master, how can you bear to see Yingying suffer? Have you forgotten the promise that you made when you were younger?”

Ye Beisheng raised an eyebrow.

A promise from when they were young?