C1675 He Was Chopped into a Crisp.

A quiet teahouse.

The three of them asked for a private room.

The tea had yet to be served, but the atmosphere between the three of them was already extremely awkward.

"Brother. . . " Seeing her brother's face that was as black as the bottom of a pot, Yuh Qingqian carefully opened her mouth and tried to explain, to make her brother not so angry.

But before she could finish her sentence