Getting scolded by her own brother right in the face, He Qiutian felt a bit embarrassed.
"Brother, what's wrong with what I said?" She looked displeased. "Clearly, they were the ones who lied first. Why can't I point it out?"
He Qiuge had a gentle nature and was usually good-tempered, but he was also a typical bookworm, somewhat rigid, who couldn't stand hearing crude words.
"But you can't just blurt out... Anyway, don't say it next time."
"Cousin, we weren't wrong," Liu Xiangdie glanced at Shen Qinglan and the others and said, "Baihua Lane isn't a place just anyone can live in. For people like them, claiming they live in Baihua Lane, they've got some nerve."
"Ha—"
Shen Qingju chuckled in anger, "Our nerve isn't as big as yours."
"You—" Liu Xiangdie found herself speechless.
Among them, it was indeed her nerve that was the biggest.
