As Tan Meixiu seemed upset, Tan Wenling didn't want to interfere. So, she just stood there, watching her sister closely. Her expression was full of curiosity as she silently waited for her sister to open up and share the reason behind her sudden shift in mood.
"I've got a question," Tan Meixiu snapped abruptly. "Can you describe how the lecherous girl looked like when she came home a few days ago?"
"Who are you talking about, Sister Meixiu?" Tan Wenling inquired with a raised eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in her tone.
"Who else could it be but Tan Xiuying?" Tan Meixiu retorted, a tinge of exasperation lacing her words. "The troublemaker who never fails to stir chaos in our family."
"I see. So, this is all about Sister Xiuying, and you've been upset with her," Tan Wenling said. She was a smart young girl as she could probably guess what her elder sister was thinking.
