"I did not."
When Wang Shuyun came out, she saw that Jiang Hong had already gotten down from the stool, while Liu Yaxin was sadly looking at the couplet in her hand, "This couplet was written by Sister Lingling, you bad person."
"You're the bad one, clearly you pulled it apart." Jiang Hong retorted, unwilling to show weakness.
"What happened here?" Wang Shuyun asked with suspicion.
"Aunt, she... she ruined Sister Lingling's couplet. She's so bad." Liu Yaxin walked over sadly and showed the couplet in her hand to Wang Shuyun.
Wang Shuyun had actually already seen it; the couplet had been torn to pieces.
"You were the one pulling hard at the bottom, and now you're blaming me?" Jiang Hong said with an aggrieved tone, jumping off the stool.
"You couldn't even put up a couplet properly." Liu Xiaoqin came out after hearing the commotion and immediately scolded Jiang Hong.
