He hit hard, emitting a "bang". Yu Jingrong continued, "But did Li Qianze start with violence towards you? No, it was only after you exchanged a few words and began arguing. In truth, during the whole incident, I don't need to bear any responsibility. I do feel guilty towards you, but that doesn't mean you can take it as an excuse to falsely accuse me or insult me."
The atmosphere became suddenly tense.
They stared at each other, like sword masters locked in a duel; they pushed each other relentlessly, their faces both cold and stern.
Suddenly, Mo Liusha laughed. She looked at Yu Jingrong and said, "No matter how many years pass by, your older brother still keeps everyone at arm's length, except for you. But how can I resist when this attitude makes him even more handsome and likable?"
The sunlight from the window brought out the specks of dust in the air. Mo Liusha sat there, still a delicate beauty, her laughter beautiful. Yet under the sunlight, she looked somehow flustered.
