"Your ears are working pretty well. You can hear me from so far away outside the door?" Jasmine teased Alexander.
"It's not that my ears are good; it's that my brain is still functioning. As soon as I came in, you all looked at me with expressions like you've been constipated for several days. Even a fool would know you were definitely talking bad about me just now."
Alexander directly asked Jasmine, "Are you badmouthing me to your friends again? You little lass, sooner or later, someone will deal with you."
"Ha ha, wait until you dare to say that again!" Jasmine shook her head proudly, "I've got my cousin backing me up, and above him, there's daddy and mommy, and higher still, there are grandparents. Even if you borrow braveness, you wouldn't dare to deal with me."
"..." Alexander had nothing to say because Jasmine was right.
Jasmine was the little princess of the Forest Family.
He was the poor soul of the Forest Family.
