"Then why did you cut up the New Year's painting that Mom painstakingly bought?" Lin Qiu asked again. "Mom chased you with a shoe stitching awl for three streets."
"And you secretly grabbed two handfuls of red yeast rice, soaked them in warm water, dyed all ten fingers liver-colored, and smeared your cheeks red..." Lin Qiu recalled Lin Xue's embarrassing antics; it was really funny. "Mom scrubbed your face for three days, but couldn't wash off the red."
"...Alright, sis, please stop." Lin Xue covered her face, feeling she wasn't that mischievous! "Was I really that naughty?"
How come she did so many embarrassing things in the eyes of Lin Qiu?
"Hahahahaha..." Fu Xiaoxiao struggled to hold back her laughter but finally couldn't resist bursting out.
"Isn't that right! If it wasn't..." Lin Qiu's smile froze, and she stopped mid-sentence.
If it weren't for their parents' accident, Lin Xue would surely have remained that little rascal...
