"Sis, I have something for you."
Yang Chuxia went to open the door, and sure enough, she saw Yang Qingrui standing outside with a box in his hand.
"What is it?" Yang Chuxia glanced at the box and asked.
Yang Qingrui didn't say anything but pushed the door open and walked in. After looking up and down at Yang Chuxia for a few moments, he suddenly said, "Ah, I don't know which lifetime's blessing you've cultivated, to have my Brother Zi'an take a fancy to you."
At first, Yang Chuxia didn't pay much attention to his words. She just found his pompous demeanor amusing. But as she thought more about what he said, she suddenly got angry.
She grabbed Yang Qingrui and twisted his ear.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch... Sis, my ear's falling off!" Yang Qingrui yelped, but Yang Chuxia didn't care.
