Miss Truth

What’s it called when you’re shot even while lying down? Ran Yunsheng is now a living example of that. He understood his little sister all too well—the girl had a stinginess built into her bones, a veritable iron rooster through and through. She must have calculated the potential expenses of Lady Eighteen and felt the pinch in her heart, which is why she found reasons to pick fights whenever she could.

Liu Qingsong looked at Ran Yun with shining eyes, exclaiming, "Ah, the young lady is truly a delightful person!" This young girl was exactly to Liu Qingsong’s liking. In his two lifetimes combined, he had yet to meet someone so agreeable to his heart.

Ran Yan really wanted to burst into laughter, but since everyone else was keeping a straight face, she couldn’t be too unrestrained.

Leaning close to her ear, Xiao Song said teasingly, "If you want to laugh, just laugh. Aren’t you afraid of hurting yourself by holding it in?"

Ran Yan gave him a heavy look, but without any obvious emotion, she quickly turned her head away, presenting the back of her head to him. Xiao Song, however, laughed even more joyfully.

While there was much private joy in this corner, the atmosphere on the surface was far from good.

Seeing that Ran Wen was on the verge of exploding, Xiao Song acted as if he hadn’t noticed and said with a smile, "She’s truly an innocent young lady. Uncle, we shouldn’t take seriously these little squabbles among the girls. I’m going to see Inspector Liu first. Last time, you luckily won the drinking game, but this time I must win a round back!"

It’s common for sisters to play and squabble. With Xiao Song putting it like this, Ran Wen felt he could save face and chuckled while stroking his beard, "That was no fluke. Feel free to come over at dinner. Now off you go; serious matters are pressing, and we mustn’t let these girls hold you up."