Tian Siyu didn't like what was being said, so with her arms crossed and a flush of discontent coloring her face, she spoke, "Qian Duoduo, are you trying to start trouble?"
Qian Duoduo shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands open, tilted his head, and said with a grin, "Me? Start trouble? Tian Siyu, don't stir up issues now."
"Me stirring up issues? You just said that our Xuefu can write it, then you'll do whatever…" Tian Siyu widened her eyes in dissatisfaction.
As the two seemed ready to clash, Ye Xuefu, not sure what she thought of, suddenly stepped between them, pushed them apart, and said with a grin, "Come on, we're all family. Why fight?"
"I admit, my handwriting isn't good; otherwise, Master Lu wouldn't want to teach me."
There she goes again, boasting about Lu Xiuyuan wanting to take her as his pupil.
Ye Ranran stood there, raising an eyebrow and gently shaking her head. Ye Xuefu was always like this, seemingly fearless of her own downfall.