"Oh…" Weiqi nodded, then asked, "Is she coming today?"
"Yes." Liu Xinmei looked at his eager expression and felt a pang of displeasure. She coldly said on purpose, "You don't know my sister, do you? She used to be a celebrity. Do you know why she became a star?"
"A celebrity?" Weiqi's eyes lit up. In his mind, every woman who had been a celebrity was naturally beautiful. "What's her name? Maybe I've met her before."
Liu Xinmei did not answer but continued, "She, at a tender age, messed around with other men and got pregnant without knowing who the father was. Now, she's already the mother of a nine-year-old."
"A mother, huh…" Weiqi's face clearly showed his disappointment. In his eyes, women who had given birth were no longer women but mere dregs, loose-skinned and loose-fleshed, practically unplayable.
Liu Xinmei watched his expression and frowned slightly.
When Liu Mingxing arrived later and Weiqi saw her face, she wondered if he would have any ideas.
