"I… Are you blaming me for this?" Jiang Qimeng was infuriated. "How could you say such things? Did you and your sister set out to aggravate me?"
"I wouldn't dare."
Song Yunxi snorted coldly before drinking a mouthful of tea, sinking into the couch weakly.
"The issue with the mercenaries is exhausting enough, mentally and physically, yet I still have to come back and coax those baby sisters of mine. Mom, stop pampering her so much. Enya is all grown up now. She has her opinions when she does things."
"…Opinions?" She was momentarily speechless. "What kind of good opinions can that lass have? She causes trouble all day. Yazhe doesn't like her at all, yet she still latches onto him. Wouldn't she just look like a joke to others?"
