"Aren't you calling me just because of the Su family's existence?" There's a saying that goes, 'The thief has a guilty conscience.' Qin Zhenyi and even the members of the Qin family, including Old Master Qin, clearly dread the existence of the Su family. That's why they pay so much attention to me, repeatedly contact me, yet each time they can't help but belittle the Su family. It's simply laughable to listen to."
Qin Jiran felt that if the other party had the audacity to say such things, why shouldn't he feel free to refute them? During the time he spent with Yanyi, seeing how she dealt with these people, he had learned quite a lot too.
"Presumptuous! Is this how you speak to your elders? You simply have no upbringing!" Qin Zhenyi's reprimanding words were actually his usual spiel, habitually used to scold the younger generation. But as soon as the words left his mouth, he knew he had misspoken, and his face turned unsightly in an instant.
