Lin Han's slightly threatening and persuasive words instantly jolted Lu Lu awake. This wasn't just about liking or disliking someone anymore. She wasn't stupid—when it came to matters of interest, she was far more rational than usual.
"My brother would never treat me like that."
Lin Han curled her lips into a smirk and said calmly:
"He wouldn't before, but now? Not necessarily. Just wait and see. This time, she'll definitely make a big deal out of it. You'll end up being hated by your brother, just watch."
The more Lin Han spoke, the more Lu Lu felt that her words made sense. If she had found Qin Miaomiao annoying before, now she was beginning to see her as her number one enemy.
She quickly grabbed Lin Han's hand:
"Then, Sister Han, what should I do? Hurry up and teach me."
Seeing that she had fallen into her trap, Lin Han's lips curled into a faint smile, though she pretended to be troubled and furrowed her eyebrows:
"There's a way, but…"
"But what?"
