Because her arm injury hadn't healed yet, Bai Xiaoruo went to school wearing long sleeves the next day.
I took the bus to the vicinity of the school. When I was almost at the school gate, I ran into Bai Xiaofu, who was also arriving at the school at the same time, getting off the bus.
The Bai family has two drivers in total. One is specifically assigned to Bai Minglei, and the other is the exclusive driver assigned to Bai Xiaofu for going to and from school, and to Song Meiyan for going shopping.
It is evident how much Bai Minglei values the safety of the mother and daughter. Bai Xiaoruo is also Bai Minglei's biological daughter, yet she rarely has the opportunity to enjoy being driven around by a driver.
Because they weren't in the same department, Bai Xiaofu and Bai Xiaoruo rarely met at school. In addition, Bai Xiaofu didn't want to acknowledge her so-called younger sister to anyone. However, she rarely saw her at school today. She remembered that Ji Ziqian's attitude towards her changed immediately when he saw Bai Xiaoruo at the restaurant a few days ago. Bai Xiaofu had been holding a grudge against her and of course, she couldn't let her off easily.
Bai Xiaoru ignored her, carried her drawing board, put on her school badge, and walked quickly into the school gate.
Bai Xiaofu deliberately moved closer.
"Oh my, who do we have here? You've gotten quite the temper in just a few days." Bai Xiaofu said disdainfully, sizing up Bai Xiaoruo's cheap, low-quality clothes. "Tsk tsk tsk, just as I thought, a sparrow will always be a sparrow. Even if it flies to the top, it'll never become a phoenix. You're a young mistress now, yet you're still so shabby, walking on your own. I really feel sorry for you~"
Bai Xiaoruo paused, glanced at Bai Xiaofu beside her, and said indifferently, "Even a small sparrow is better than a wild pheasant from who-knows-where. I have nothing to hide, so what if I'm walking? Just because some people are sitting in luxury cars doesn't mean they're any more noble!"
"You!" Bai Xiaofu was so angry that she raised her hand to hit him, but Bai Xiaoruo's next words made her angrily lower her hand.
"Sister, this is a school. It's fine if you hit me here, but I am still the rightful young mistress of the Xian family. Even if Father and Aunt protect you, do you think the Xian family will let it go?"
Although Bai Xiaoruo was scared, she still mustered up her courage to confront Bai Xiaofu. Anyway, she would never go back to the Bai family, so she was no longer afraid of her father and stepmother coming after her.
"Heh, Bai Xiaoruo, you've gotten even sharper and more sarcastic these past few months. It's true what they say about being a young mistress; you know how to find someone to back you up now." Bai Xiaofu glanced around, then suddenly leaned close to Bai Xiaoruo's ear and whispered, "Does that old man from the Xian family still satisfy you? What kind of damn young mistress are you? With your shameless face, you were born to be trampled on! Bai Xiaoruo, don't get too cocky. I dare say your so-called young mistress status won't last long, won't be that carefree. You're just a plaything in that old man's hands, to be discarded when he's done with you. Do you really think the Xian family treats you like a treasure?"
When Bai Xiaofu returned home from prison, she already knew that Bai Xiaoruo had married into the Xian family three months earlier. However, she only heard part of the story from hearsay. It was said that an old man and woman often came to see Bai Xiaoruo. Because of the agreement signed with the Xian family, Bai Minglei and Song Meiyan never mentioned much about Bai Xiaoruo and Xian Mingyu's wedding to Bai Xiaofu. There was very little information about Xian Mingyu's appearance and background. Therefore, Bai Xiaofu always believed that the person Bai Xiaoruo married was the old, bald man from the Xian family who was halfway to the grave.
On the surface, it's said that Bai Xiaoruo became a young mistress, but maybe she's just someone else's concubine.
Bai Xiaoruo didn't take Bai Xiaofu's words to heart. So what if Xuan Mingyu was eight years older than her? He wasn't an old man. At most, if you didn't look at his appearance and only looked at his age, he was just an uncle to her. Besides, he didn't look old. If you didn't mention his age, he looked more like a peer of hers.
As long as I think he's good, that's enough; I don't need to care what others say.
"Say what you will, those who can't have the grapes often say they're sour." After saying that, Bai Xiaoruo didn't care how angry Bai Xiaofu would get, and continued walking forward on her own. If she continued to argue with Bai Xiaofu, she would really be late.
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When the wound hadn't healed yet, it was indeed difficult to pick up a pen, but Bai Xiaoruo persevered. Even though she wrote with a light touch, she didn't miss any of her required classes.
A few days later, the wound scabbed over, and it became much easier to write.
These days, Xuan Mingyu still occasionally comes back to this house for meals. Every time, he specifically asks "Xiao Cao" to cook seafood soup. It seems to have become an addictive poison. If he doesn't drink it for a few days, he will miss it. No matter what kind of soup it is, it can't compare to the charm of that seafood soup. I don't know what Xiao Cao puts into the soup.
The sachet that Bai Xiaoruo gave him, Xuan Mingyu also put by his pillow. It has a light scent, not particularly fragrant but very pleasant, and it does help with sleep. It's a useful little gadget.
Bai Xiaoruo thought that since she was using the identity of Xiaocao quite well, she didn't want to tell Xian Mingyu her true identity so soon. It would be good to just get along well like this.
Although Xuan Mingyu would always ask why Bai Xiaoruo was never there when he came over, she would always make up some excuse to brush it off, such as having tutoring or going on a school field trip. Xuan Mingyu didn't question it any further.
Sometimes, Xuan Mingyu would call Aunt Qin to have lunch delivered to the company, but today, just as Aunt Qin was about to leave, Uncle Bi suddenly felt unwell, so Aunt Qin hurriedly accompanied him to the hospital. It happened to be the weekend, and Bai Xiaoruo was at home, so Aunt Qin handed Xuan Mingyu's lunch to her and told Bai Xiaoruo to deliver it on time.
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