Li Miao returned home and saw Li Hanzhou, who stubbornly insisted on telling him about her experiences that day.
Li Hanzhou found her annoying and with long strides, was about to head upstairs.
"Who else can I talk to about these things that involve Qiao Yun?" Li Miao pouted, feeling that her brother was cold and heartless.
Li Hanzhou, who was about to go upstairs, paused, then turned around after a few seconds and sat back on the sofa. His black shirt slightly opened with the movement, revealing a glimpse of his delicate collarbone.
He casually gestured, "Go on."
Li Miao: "..."
Why did her brother suddenly change his attitude?
She grabbed a cup of water and took a big gulp before blabbering about how Qiao Yun was bullied today, although in the end, they embarrassed themselves.
Li Miao licked her dry lips, "Obviously, Qiao Yun is going to be ostracized by them now, tsk, rich people just love to form their little cliques."
As if she herself wasn't super rich.