Qin Youbei had never seen her older brother so angry before. She shrank back, inexplicably afraid, and blurted out a lie, "I've been staying at my cousin's house."
"Lying again!" Qin Muchao slammed his hand onto the table.
The loud noise startled Qin Youbei.
Qin Muchao's face was dark as a storm cloud, his eyes slicing through Qin Youbei like knives, his complexion an iron blue, "I've already called your cousin. She has confessed everything. You never spent a single night there."
Qin Youbei was deeply shaken, even though she had been mentally prepared.
But when her lie was exposed, she was inexplicably panicky to the extreme, her body stiffened, and she lowered her head, "Brother, I didn't stay at my cousin's, but I'm not like what people say online... "
