"She was of course happy," Song Yueqin's eyes danced as she spoke, "I told her the gift was from me."
"What?" Song Fei became anxious when he heard this, "That present was clearly from me, how did it become yours? I asked you to speak well of me in front of Qin Feng, but you haven't done anything?"
"Don't be impatient. Qin Feng originally didn't like you, so of course she refused to accept anything from you," Song Yueqin explained to him, "If she's in a good mood one day, I'll take the opportunity to tell her everything. Then the effect will be much better, understand?"
Song Fei thought there was some sense to that and nodded continuously, "Okay, then I'll trouble you with this, little sister, please take more care for your brother."
Song Yueqin laughed, "Taking care is fine, but what's in it for me after worrying on your behalf for so long!"
"You name it!"
"Give me another tube of that lipstick," Song Yueqin seized the moment to extort.