"What books did he give you?" asked Huo Tingrui.
Huo Yao halted in her steps and raised her brows. "Do you finally admit that you can't read the title?"
"… It's not like I was an English major," said Huo Tingrui uneasily.
Huo Yao nodded ambiguously. "That's the same excuse people use when they are ignorant."
Huo Tingrui suffered a personal attack from his genius little sister.
Before long, they arrived home.
Huo Jinyan sat in the living room and narrowed his eyes when he saw them walk in. He said to Huo Tingrui, "Come over here. We need to have a little chat."
The moment Huo Tingrui heard his father, he trembled. Even though he did not know how he had provoked his father, he instinctively grabbed his little sister's arm. "Why don't you join us?"
Huo Yao glanced at him a couple of times quietly before she pulled her hand away heartlessly. "Weren't you very cocky sometime ago, when we were next door?"
