"I want to know," Jie Jingchen said, his tone stiff.
Qin Xiang took a sip of tea and set the enamel mug back down on the stone table. "Brother, I'll stake my future on it. Even though this is my little sister's second marriage, I guarantee she's..."
"I know," Jie Jingchen cut him off. 'If that weren't the case, I wouldn't have taken responsibility for her.'
Qin Xiang chuckled and gave Jie Jingchen a suggestive wink. "Right, you two... Heh, you'd know best, of course."
'This saved him the trouble of explaining to Jie Jingchen that even though his little sister was wild, she had her principles and wouldn't abuse her own body.'
"Who was her first husband?" Jie Jingchen persisted.
Seeing Jie Jingchen's insistence, Qin Xiang didn't hold back. "The son of our village chief."
