Qian Qian, Come Home

"Is there something wrong with your ears?" Quan Ziye shook his head with a look of pity.

"Are you saying that you and Lin Qian were having sex in the bathroom?"

"Regardless of what we were doing, you don't stand a chance," Quan Ziye said as he picked up his wine glass and walked away.

He did not admit anything, nor did he deny it.

Li Ai clenched her fists. She felt helpless against Quan Ziye's psychological torment. Even though Quan Ziye did not explain things in detail, he did not give her the slightest chance.

Li Ai was not the type of person to not admit defeat. However, she hated being defeated by Lin Qian.

After all, they were meant to be siblings.

With this thought, Li Ai walked over to Mother Quan and asked softly, "Auntie, could I speak to you for a moment?"

Mother Quan nodded and walked out of the room to the garden outside.

"Xiao Ai, what did you want to speak about?"