Upon hearing this, Pei Liyan frowned and shouted, "Qiu He!"
Pei Qiuhua glanced at Pei Liyan. Meeting her brother's intimidating gaze, she said, "He did it himself, and now we can't even talk about it?"
Pei Liyan still spoke sternly, "Still going on about it?"
"It doesn't matter." Qiao Rui said, "Her mouth is her own, let her say what she wants."
"Do you need to act like the good person?" Pei Qiuhua said irritably.
Qiao Rui looked at her, then turned to Pei Liyan. "Pei Liyan, why don't you beat your sister up a bit, I'm done playing nice."
Pei Qiuhua: "..."
Pei Liyan couldn't help but chuckle, knowing this girl never played by the rules.
Qiao Rui glanced at the dumbfounded Pei Qiuhua and said, "Whether I dress up or down has nothing to do with you. If you speak nicely, we can get along. If you don't, there's no need to be polite. Wouldn't you agree?"