Grandpa An frowned, "She's not young anymore, already 20 years old. If she doesn't wear it now, is she waiting until she's older to wear it? You don't recall when you were fifteen or sixteen, you already knew how to apply makeup, and your clothes couldn't even fit in the wardrobe. But when it comes to Xiao Li..."
Grandpa An hadn't finished his sentence when An Yeqiu dropped her chopsticks and turned away.
She didn't even leave her father with a kind face.
An Yeqiu certainly knew An Li had started the school semester; she was just waiting, waiting for An Li to call back and apologize.
She still remembered the incident where An Li embarrassed her.
Thinking to herself, as soon as An Li called back to ask for tuition and living expenses, she could then take the opportunity to put An Li down a bit.
She had to regain the face she lost before.
If An Li didn't ask her for money actively, then so be it, she'd save herself the trouble.
