Fan Tianhua was getting impatient. "Qiuhe, I'm talking to you. Since you're not sleeping, at least respond. We're planning to go out for a meal, so hurry up and get up."
Wang Qiuhe acted as if she hadn't heard and continued to ignore her.
Fan Tianhua got really angry. "What's wrong with you? I'm speaking to you, can't you hear?"
Wang Qiuhe put down her phone, looked up at the group of people, and said with a tone that was somewhat off, "Liars."
Fan Tianyu was annoyed when he heard this. After he walked into the room, he asked, "Liars? Who did we lie to? How did we become liars?"
Wang Qiuhe's tone carried a hint of anger. "You lied to me. You're clearly very rich, Xiyuan obviously belongs to you, and yet you concealed that from me, claiming you were just working there. How are you not liars? You all are liars."
Fan Tianyu responded with an emotionless 'Oh' and then said no more.
Wang Qiuhe was incredulous. "What do you mean 'oh'? Are you admitting it?"