"Xiao Qingye, are you deliberately trying to annoy me, aren't you?" Xiao Yonghong shouted angrily.
"Haha, sis, how could I dare to annoy you? Of course not!" Xiao Qingye said with a mischievous grin. "Hey, sis, I just came to ask, did my brother really break Qi Yun's rib? What's his condition now?"
As Xiao Yonghong worked, she responded casually to her brother's words. "Things don't look good!"
"What? Is Qi Yun about to die?" Xiao Qingye asked in disbelief.
Xiao Yonghong looked surprised and worried. "What did you say? Qi Yun is dead? How can he die? If he's dead, what about your brother?"
"Sis, are you serious?" Xiao Qingye shouted discontentedly. "When did I ask about Qi Yun? He's not my brother, why should I care about him? I was asking about Xiao Qingcang, Xiao San, did he actually hit someone?"
"The result isn't out yet, so it's hard to judge!" That's what Xiao Yonghong said, but in her heart, she thought otherwise.
