"It's complicated. Let it go, will you?" Qin Chu didn't sound like he was in a good moon.
"I refuse to do that," Qin Ning insisted.
"Why won't you listen to me? Have you even figured out your own problems?" Qin Chu scolded with a frown.
"I… I can deal with my own business," Qin Ning replied, stuttering a little.
"Did you figure things out with your dad yet?" Qin Chu asked.
"I… will, sooner or later," Qin Ning responded without much confidence.
"It's late, I'm going to bed." Then, before Qin Ning could say anything else, Qin Chu hung up the phone.
"Wait, Big Brother, I'm not done yet. What's going on between you and…"
However, Qin Chu had already hung up, leaving Qin Ning as sad as a deflated balloon.
"Ning-Ning, what did your brother say?" Tang Chuan asked.
"He hung up before I had a chance to say anything," Qin Ning said dejectedly.
