"The so-called flower viewing is just an excuse. I have a matter to discuss with you, but I'd like you to look at something first. We can talk afterward; there's no rush."
Fang Miaqing took the stack of papers from Qi Guanshuang's hands with some confusion, lowered her head, and began reading them. Her expression shifted from initial puzzlement to somberness, and finally to anger.
After reading, Fang Miaqing's eyes were red, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and the papers shook in her grip. She looked up at Qi Guanshuang and slammed the stack onto the table with a "bang."
Her face rigidly showed a cold smile: "Qi Guan Family Head, your method of provocation is rather childish. Do you think I would believe you?"
Qi Guanshuang smiled and said, "If you didn't believe me, you wouldn't be sitting here waiting for me to speak to refute you.
