She looked at Fang Xinxin in disdain. “I spoke to the property agent, Liu Ling, who took you to view the apartment. She was also amazed that you were able to pay for it upfront despite your young appearance. Fang Xinxin, you even boasted to her that the money came from an old man! Everyone, let’s think about it. She spent an hour alone with Sun Zhiming, then left to check her account balance before buying an apartment…… She must have gone to check how much money he had given her, correct?”

  Fang Lilan immediately acted dumbstruck. “Xinxin, you used the money you received from a middle-aged man to buy a house? How could you do something so shameless!”

  Fang Manxue also had put on a disappointed expression. She reprimanded Fang Xinxin with heartache in her voice. “Since young, we’ve been raised strictly in the Fang home. We were taught to never do anything that would ruin our family’s reputation. Yet, you actually went ahead and indulged in improper relations with an old man. Third sister, you’ve really let us down!”

  “That’s right.” Long Shuhai also lamented. “Xinxin, although I’m not your father, I’m still your second uncle. You…… ai!” He swung his arms down dramatically, as though Xinxin had completely disgraced them.

  Manxue took a peek at Bai Qinghao who was seated there silently. To her surprise, he did not look to be the slightest bit angry. His expression was heavy and difficult to read. No one could figure out what was on his mind.

  She gave Weng Jingke a look, indicating for her to try harder.

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  There was no way Bai Qinghao would not notice their little exchange. The corner of his lips curved into a mocking smile.

  Unfortunately, Weng Jingke assumed that he was mocking Fang Xinxin for being shameless. She immediately became excited. If she had known he was deriding her, she would have lost her smile.

  Fang Xinxin glanced at Fang Manxue, Long Shuhai and Fang Lilan, one after another. “You three idiots! Who are you putting on this show for?”

  “Who are you calling an idiot?” Fang Lilan raged. “I’m your mother! Is there anyone who speaks to their mother the way you do?”

  “Whoever responded to my words is the idiot.” Fang Xinxin smiled coldly. “Are there any mothers like you? Without clarifying the facts and only by looking at a few ambiguous photos, you assume that your daughter is being kept by an older man? Do you have the right to call yourself my mother?”

  “.……”

  Fang Lilan was stifled with anger. She wished to peel the damn wench’s skin out at this moment.

  To keep a backdoor open for herself, she asked her daughter. “Then, why don’t you explain this situation to me? Where did the money come from? Why did you visit a middle-aged man’s home alone?”

  Fang Xinxin had gone there to discuss proper business.

  A new game had just been released overseas. It was named the Fantasy of War. At the moment, it was extremely popular abroad but had yet to be available locally.

  According to her memory, this game would become extremely popular in China.

  She wanted to obtain the rights to distribute the game in the country.

  She had spent some money to gather the information and found out that the person-in-charge of the game’s distribution company, Mr. Abott was currently a guest in Sun Zhiming’s home.

  Moreover, Sun Zhiming was the father of her classmate, Sun Jiamu.

  She had visited their home with the excuse of visiting her classmate. This opportunity had allowed her to meet Mr. Abott. For the past few days, they had met several more times to hold a discussion and she had finally managed to obtain the rights to distribute Fantasy of War in China with a five million dollars contract.

  Fang Xinxin did not wish to go into much detail with the Fang family, or with Weng Jingke who was currently being used by her sister. “I went to Uncle Sun’s home to visit Sun Jiamu, ah. I didn’t expect her not to be at home on that day.”

  Weng Jingke was confused. “Sun Jiamu?”

  Sun Jiamu’s appearance was quite outstanding. However, she always maintained a low-profile. Still, they were all classmates and Weng Jingke was naturally familiar with her name.

  “Sun Zhiming is our classmate, Sun Jiamu’s father.”