"A Qi, Ah Lin, A Zhi, do you really not know where Big Brother Qing has gone?"
Gong Le asked An Yiqi, An Yilin, and An Yizhi, who were over two months older than her, with an unhappy face.
An Yiqi grumpily said, "You've asked us this question eight hundred times today, Lele. I'm not saying you're annoying, but you kind of are."
Gong Le immediately puffed her cheeks and glared at him angrily.
An Yiqi quickly raised his hand in surrender, "Okay, okay, my bad, I'm the annoying one, alright? But really, Lele, we have no idea where Third Brother went. We didn't see him at breakfast, and from what his servants said, he seemed to have left early in the morning."
An Yizhi also said, "Third Brother never really tells us where he's going. We truly don't know."
An Yilin slowly wiped a Qingyu teacup with a cloth, and asked casually, "Lele, do you really like my Third Brother that much?"
