"You innocent little girl." Yu Qingge turned back and happened to see Wei Yao's blushing face. She couldn't help but pinch her cheek, "What's there to blush about? What I have, you have too, and they even look similar..."
"The more you talk, the more outrageous you get." Wei Yao brushed off her hand, "If someone overhears, don't you care about your reputation anymore?"
"Reputation?" Yu Qingge pouted, "How much is reputation per pound? It can't be eaten or drunk. Only you ladies from these families care about it, but isn't it exhausting to live like that?"
Wei Yao didn't disagree; she admitted Yu Qingge was right. What reputation? It's just self-deception. Take the Wei Family, for example, they're rotten to the core yet still talk about considering family reputation. It's all so ironic.
"Ah..." Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamation from outside, "A wolf..."
Yang Ruxin frowned and hurriedly turned to run outside. It must be Xiaobai.
