After the Divorce, Her Wings Had Hardened

"Moreover, he was scolded for being a b*tch! Fu Sinian was actually scolded for being a b*tch. I'm really curious. What did he do to deserve that title?"

"If you still want to practice swordsmanship with Young Master Fu, you can satisfy your curiosity to your heart's content," Bai Jianshen reminded him.

Rong Qi's face stiffened.

Forget it. Curiosity could kill a cat, but it could also kill a person.

Fu Sinian waited impatiently. Rong Qi had yet to give him an answer. He regretted asking Rong Qi.

Suddenly, his phone rang again.

[Young Master Fu, do you usually like to drink tea? Especially Biluochun.]

Rong Qi was mysterious. Fu Sinian logged out of WeChat and searched online.

He had just typed: You don't live in West Lake either. A complete sentence automatically popped up below.

You don't live in West Lake either? How were you raised to be such a b*tch?