Li Cheng couldn't help but be angry after hearing such words. The most important thing for a girl is her reputation. If this rumor spread, who would dare to marry Qinghe? He immediately snatched back the purse.
Tears streamed down Li Qinghe's face, but in her heart, she was saddened that Qiao Yuanzhen could treat her so dismissively. This purse was something she had put a lot of thought into making, and he had casually given it away to someone else.
Seeing Qinghe like this, Li Cheng naturally felt distressed. They had grown up depending on each other, without parents, and he cared most about his sister. He had to swallow his anger, no matter how great it was.
It wasn't Muniang's place to interfere in the affairs of others. The simple-minded Erliang clearly lacked the intellect to understand the situation and just stared blankly. Mrs. Lin, as an elder, stepped in to mediate.
