Just as Liu Ruolei stood there in complete disarray, Wang Shouzhe walked over with a dark expression and grabbed Wang Luoqiu by the ear. "Wang Luoqiu, are your ears growing on your forehead? This is Sister Liu Ruolei, not Sister Liu Ruolan!"
"Ow, ow! Fourth Brother, let go. This is so embarrassing. I, Wang Luoqiu, am the future mighty Empress... Hmph, when the time comes, don't blame me for turning—" Before Wang Luoqiu could finish her grand declaration, the pain had already brought tears to her eyes. She could only surrender. "Fourth Brother, I was wrong."
Only when he heard her soften and beg for mercy did Wang Shouzhe release her, mocking her without restraint. "The mighty future Empress Luoqiu was suppressed this easily?"
"Hmph." Wang Luoqiu rubbed her reddened ear and snorted. "The path of growth for any peerless genius is always filled with hardships and thorns, and naturally cannot lack some sinister little—"
Seeing that Wang Shouzhe's expression had turned wrong, Wang Luoqiu changed her tune with astonishing speed. With utmost sincerity, she said, "Of course, it also cannot lack someone like Fourth Brother, who cares for the protagonist with every possible consideration, is thoughtful in every tiny detail, and serves as a spiritual mentor on the lonely imperial road."
Wang Shouzhe's face darkened with black lines. This girl had read far too many of those hot-blooded adolescent storybooks. You thought you were the protagonist?
"Big Sister, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said you were small." Wang Luoqiu sincerely apologized, then immediately threw herself back into striving for the clan's rise with renewed vigor. "Wang Shouyong, what are you even good for? You can't even maintain order properly? If you can't keep things under control, let this young lady do it."
"Wang Shou... Third Brother, hurry up