Old Master Xi looked at the expensive gifts filling the coffee table, picked up his teacup and took a sip of water without saying a word.
Sheng Lin, who came with Old Master Sheng, hurriedly spoke, "Uncle Xi, our Qingqing is young and immature, not knowing how to speak or do things properly. But after all, you watched her grow up. Uncle Xi, can you help her?"
Upon hearing this, Old Master Xi's eyelids flickered twice, and he slowly raised his eyes.
"Niece, it's not that I'm unwilling to help, it's just that I can't help with this matter."
He placed the teacup down, leaning lazily against the sofa, "I know everything that happened at the Phoenix Pavilion last night. Including that recording, I've listened to it. Your Ye Qingqing, the things she said were truly unpleasant."
Sheng Lin: "Uncle Xi, Qingqing was spoiled, she really meant no harm..."
"No harm?" Old Master Xi interrupted her with a chuckle, "Snatching someone's fiancé doesn't mean harm?"
