Hu Qingling raised her right hand, flicked her index and middle fingers to the side, and Xu Ruoping instantly tensed up. But she saw one of the nearby servants immediately step forward and hand her a lit cigarette. "Look at you, being such a coward. How will that ever do? You are someone who is going to shoulder great responsibilities in the future!"
Xu Ruoping's brow twitched, and she showed no appreciation at all. "If Second Sister has nothing else to say today, then I'll be leaving first!"
"What's the rush? Ruoping, you really need to change this impatient and impulsive personality of yours," Hu Qingling said, her bright eyes flashing as she spoke unhurriedly with a hint of sourness in her tone. "Sometimes I really can't understand it. Having lived for several hundred years and been with countless men, I've found that almost all men share one common trait: in their eyes, women can be like clothes—wear them and throw them away; they can be like pets—keep the obedient ones at home; they can be like gold and silver mines—finish mining one and move on to open another.
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