Xia Chujian did not look back. "This flying vehicle was mine to begin with. It doesn't need to recognize me."
"I'm its master. Whatever I tell it to do, it has to do."
"And you, an impostor—do you think you can turn the world upside down?"
The word "impostor" hit Bai Cuiwei hard.
She flung the ornate red bedding she was holding to the floor and stamped her foot. "Who are you calling an 'impostor'?!"
"I'm the real Bai Cuiwei! I can take a Genetic Test!"
Xia Chujian smiled brightly. "Whoever gets defensive is the one I mean. Such simple logic, and your brain can't even process it?"
Bai Cuiwei was terrified beyond measure.
She staggered a few steps inside the flying vehicle and collapsed onto the floor.
Without even turning around, Xia Chujian said calmly, "Sit properly. In a moment, in front of Li Fu's Tomb, you'll offer incense to him just like his real fiancée would."
"And where's your Hairpin? Give me one. I'm putting it in his coffin."
Bai Cuiwei's legs were so weak that she could not stand.
Sitting on the floor with her knees hugged to her chest, she trembled all over and said in a shaking voice, "...I... I didn't bring a Hairpin."
Xia Chujian said, "Isn't there a Makeup Bag in that little shoulder bag you always carry? There must be some small jewelry in it. Don't tell me you don't even have a Hairpin?"
Bai Cuiwei instinctively clutched the little shoulder bag at her side tighter.
Xia Chujian flew the flying vehicle to Li Fu's Tomb and landed in front of it.
With Bai Cuiwei, whose body had gone so limp she could barely walk, in one hand and the red bedding in the other, she returned to Li Fu's Tomb