"No way," Ye Qingci made a funny face at him. "Mom and Dad are so good to me, they wouldn't scold me. If anyone is getting scolded, it's you!"
Jian Shichu tapped her nose. "You little trickster!"
"Don't try to change the subject!" Ye Qingci grabbed his ears and rubbed them vigorously. "Seventh Master Jian, tell me! After so long, why is your brother still so stupid?"
"It's easier to change mountains and rivers than someone's nature," Jian Shichu said. "He's not born from my mom's belly, so of course he can't compare to the wise and mighty me, the Seventh Master."
Ye Qingci laughed and pushed him. "Get out of here! Your shamelessness is off the charts!"
