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Ying needed to check herself before she wrecked herself. The conversation had already wore Huā's patience down to a very thing string, and it would only be so long until that string snapped. Huā was controlled by her emotions rather than controlling them herself. 

So each little backhanded attitude-filled remark irritated her further. She huffed in annoyance. 如果您要成为ch子，我不想谈论它。 She would ignore the other inquiries until Ying cooled her tone.