She picked up a handful of small nuts, spread them in her palm, and fed the two parrots.
She was playing with the parrots when Jiuyue walked over holding a stack of papers, "Young Madam, Ye Yazhi's ten thousand-word self-reflection is done."
"Oh," Ye Qingci tossed the nuts back into the box, patted the dust off her hands, and took the papers from Jiuyue: "Let me see."
Jiuyue handed the stack to her, and Ye Qingci glanced over it briefly, "It's mediocre, the handwriting is too messy."
She looked up at Jiuyue: "Go inform Ye Yazhi that messy handwriting shows a lack of sincerity in apologies. I don't accept her apology. She needs to rewrite it."
Jiuyue took it back, nodding, "Yes, Young Madam!"
As Jiuyue walked away, Ye Qingci grabbed the nuts again, continuing to play with her little parrots, her thoughts lingering on Ye Yazhi.
Having such a sister for a brother could really be a headache.
