Qiao Yun nodded, affirmatively saying, "You helped me teach a bad person a lesson, so we are friends."
Her gaze fell upon Li Hanzhou.
The man was wearing a black shirt with the top two buttons undone, abstinent yet noble, his handsome visage almost too ethereal for this world.
It was hard to imagine someone like him getting involved in other people's business.
"Just because you helped me, we're friends now? The bar for becoming your friend seems pretty low."
Li Hanzhou laughed, then deliberately teased her, "It was Li Miao who couldn't stand them bullying you and asked grandpa to teach them a lesson for her. Grandpa did it for his own little sister, don't read too much into it."
Of course, what really happened was clear only to those involved.
Qiao Yun was first stunned, then the joy in her eyes dissipated, and she became aloof once more.
She lazily nodded and said, "I see."
So Li Miao was her friend, and there was no need to be nice to Li Hanzhou anymore.