"What do you amount to? Violating Competition rules and spouting madness—is this how a serene and proper lady should act?" The normally calm Bai Zepei rushed forward to shield his sister, harshly rebuking the woman who had splashed the ink.
"You're her brother, so of course you'd speak for her. You're all cut from the same cloth. A family that raises such a daughter can't be any good either!" The woman was pulled away, yet she continued to speak disrespectfully.
Standing behind Bai Zepei, Bai Ruozhu suddenly burst into laughter. Her voice was not soft, and it instantly silenced the onlookers, because her laughter was most eerie. At a time like this, wasn't she supposed to be angry or crying in grievance? Why was she laughing, and why such a strange laugh?
Bai Zepei looked back at his sister with concern. Even if Ruozhu was intelligent, she was still a woman—how could she endure such humiliation?