"What kind of talk is this, comrade?" Yu Shaohan had not expected that a seemingly gentle girl could turn around and utter such lethal words.
Bai Xiao, without shifting her gaze and not the least bit intimidated, said, "Comrade, this is your daughter pining for someone unrequitedly. Why should others be required to keep their distance from your daughter? Shouldn’t you be properly restraining your daughter in such matters?"
Bai Xiao was fiercely protective, especially of her elder brothers and sisters at home. Anyone trying to bully them was bullying her.
For the first time, Yu Shaohan felt as if she had been harshly slapped in the face.
Deep down she knew her demands were somewhat unreasonable. Her daughter was clinging to someone who had no intention to even befriend her, and despite this, her daughter wouldn’t let go.
Her words weren’t just for Bai Xiao to hear; frankly, there were indeed intentions of bullying by virtue of her status.
It was all because this Bai Song—she had done her research thoroughly—a completely ordinary person from the countryside. Although she wasn’t someone who valued social status that much, she still couldn’t let her daughter marry a rural man.
After all her efforts and years of nurturing her daughter, to have her marry a country boy—what was the meaning of this?
Frankly, she was somewhat transferring her anger, trying to intimidate Bai Xiao, also hinting at the Bai Family to back off and not harbor any delusions.
The issue hadn’t escalated yet, but her daughter was already chasing after him. If he showed even the slightest interest in her daughter, she feared her daughter might marry him behind their backs.
But faced with such a retort, Yu Shaohan was unable to save face.
"Look at this! Look at what you’re doing? What kind of manners does this girl have? If she can humiliate you to your face before marriage, imagine if you married into their family—a whole household would bully you, and then you would have your ’good days’ to look forward to," Yu Shaohan said, her words blunt and unpleasant.
Yan Chunlu’s face turned pale with anger. Bai Xiao’s words also made her feel wronged. She wasn’t that lowly. How can someone who loves someone earnestly and has given so much not deserve even a word of comfort?
"Bai Xiao, I like your brother."
That was a confession. She had already expressed her feelings for Bai Song both explicitly and implicitly many times, but that man simply seemed not to get it and rejected her outright every time.
That’s why she desperately wanted to be with Bai Song, to make him see her merits, her shining points. She didn’t consider herself ugly—in their hospital, she was deemed quite the catch, with many young men pursuing her, but somehow she was always rebuffed by Bai Song.
No matter how she changed her tactics to chase after this man, he remained lukewarm towards her, utterly unenthusiastic, even telling her explicitly many times that he was not interested and she shouldn’t waste her time on him.
It’s probably a common affliction among all— the more unattainable something is, the more valuable it becomes in one’s heart.
For Bai Song, she had now developed an obsession.
An obsession to win this man’s attention and love at all costs.
"But my brother doesn’t like you, Yan Chunlu. You’re not a child anymore. My brother is definitely not someone who fools around with ambiguities. He is a man of his word—if he liked you, not even the obstacles from your parents would matter to him. He would do everything to eliminate those obstacles and be with you. But if he doesn’t like you, even if you offered him your whole heart, it would be futile," Bai Xiao understood her brother very well and believed he would clarify the situation.