Ming Wei looked up at Han Bin: "Uncle Han, is there anything else you want to say to me?"
Hearing this, Han Bin shook his head. Seeing that, Ming Wei spoke: "Then I'm going back to my room."
She still had clothes to sort out, and really didn't want to keep arguing here.
"Luo Mingwei, you stop right there!"
Seeing Ming Wei head inside toward the stairs, Han Qian angrily called her back.
"What is it?"
Ming Wei turned her head. She didn't look at Han Bin, nor at Feng Wei and Feng Lu, just calmly fixed her gaze on Han Qian: "Go on, I'm listening."
"So you mean I like to stir things up?"
Han Qian glared, eyes wide open.
"Did I say anything wrong?"
Ming Wei's expression didn't change. She said, "Wasn't it you who blocked me earlier and said all kinds of nasty things? And wasn't it you who started it and forced me, out of self-defense, to kick you?"
"So what if I did? If you weren't living in my house, would any of this have happened?"
