"Country bumpkin? Shuangshuang? I think you've misunderstood country bumpkins! If someone like Shuangshuang is a country bumpkin, then you're not even worthy of being one!"
Xing Beichen didn't show Wen Xiaoya any courtesy whatsoever.
In his mind, even Mu Shuangshuang, dressed in coarse cloth, was much better than the lavishly dressed woman before him!
"How dare you insult me?" Wen Xiaoya's face was full of shock.
Did he really say she was inferior to that rural bumpkin?
What a joke, that bumpkin is just a country-born woman who's never seen much of the world. How could she compare with a second missy of the General Mansion like herself?
"I have no interest in insulting you, I'm merely stating facts! You'd better find a place to sober up and stop fantasizing about Fengzi. Otherwise, not just Shuangshuang, even I won't let you off!"
Xing Beichen left those harsh words, turned and walked back to the inn without looking back.
