Zhuang Yuezhou glanced at the glint in Weilan's eyes and said, "Xiaoqiao, you really have Qiao Jingchen's interests at heart."
Weilan looked at him, rolled her eyes, and replied, "You can worry about these things in the future."
After she finished speaking, she mouthed two words to Zhuang Yuezhou: "Sister-in-law."
Zhuang Yuezhou felt a bit like he wanted to protest; he gritted his teeth, leaned in close to Weilan, and whispered, "You might as well call me 'brother-in-law,' which would be better."
Weilan snorted, "In your dreams!"
Zhuang Yuezhou could only helplessly shrug, "Why am I so unlucky?"
Coming out and still being seen as the bottom, was she really that lousy?
Weilan gave him a look but said nothing.
After a while, Zhuang Yuezhou said, "As such a tall and mighty man, I can't possibly seem less manly than Qiao Jingchen, that pretty boy, right?"
