Nangong Yu's response was brief, just a few words, "Dare to touch her stuff again, and I'll kill you!"
In an instant, Chu Qianli's eyes brimmed with tears.
It was really her senior brother, truly her senior brother.
In his world, she had already died, so when her WeChat messaged her senior brother, he could only think of one thing, that someone had tampered with her account.
Chu Qianli sniffed, hastily wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked down, intending to send him a voice message.
But unexpectedly, it turned out that voice messages couldn't be sent through this system.
After thinking for a moment, she quickly said, "Senior brother, the shorts you left on my sofa, did you take them back?"
On the other side, there was no response for a long time.
Chu Qianli knew that her senior brother wouldn't easily be convinced, but some things, only the two of them knew.