Du Bing turned her head with full confidence, "You little girl sure know how to talk, insinuating that our Yun Ying copied your words, huh? Let me tell you, this time Yun Ying really calculated it herself. I am her mother, would she lie to me?"
Yun Ying was almost in despair, her fingertips pressing hard into her palm, wishing everything that just happened was just an illusion.
In fact, she hadn't calculated anything herself; what she told Du Bing last night was merely repeating Yun Qi's words.
Of course, with her skills, she could resolve the White Tiger Evil, but since it involved her own family, especially her mother, she really couldn't see through it.
Ultimately, she was still affected by blood ties.
"Aunt, whether Sister Yun Ying lied to you, can't you just ask her?"
After saying that, Yun Qi climbed back onto the high chair, swinging her little legs and pouting her mouth as she blew at the pinwheel.
Why isn't this pinwheel moving? It must be fake.
