Li Chengxiang abruptly stood up from his chair and took two steps toward the sobbing Li Chengyuan, then stopped.
"It was clearly you who spilled the medicine on your own bedding, and you who cried and smashed everything in the room to the ground. How dare you throw all the blame onto me!"
She, supporting the family alone, naturally knew how hard it was to earn money. The broken and torn items were all worth a significant amount of silver, and she didn't even have time to feel heartbroken, let alone act so recklessly.
"Whatever big sister says is right. Little sister dares not argue," Li Chengyuan said softly, with her head down, a pitiful figure completely at the mercy of others.
Seeing this made Li Chengxiang feel a surge of anger.
Today, she had picked up Wa Chengnan's clothes to have the maids wash them, but had caught the strong scent of cosmetics as she did so. Her nose was particularly sensitive, and she recognized it as the unique fragrance that her third sister wore.
