Han Zhuofeng: "…"
Yet Han Zhuoli was still smiling dotingly, not feeling like Lu Man was bullying Han Zhuofeng at all.
Han Zhuofeng lost his cool. "If I have a girlfriend, I would definitely send her home first."
"Oh," Han Zhuoli asked stiffly, "Then do you have a girlfriend?"
Han Zhuofeng: "…"
How hurtful!
"That's true, when you have a girlfriend, you would be driving your car to send your girlfriend home, there would be no need for you to ride in my car," and follow beside him and Lu Man like a third wheel.
Han Zhuofeng: "…"
Hmph!
He really did not know what medicine Lu Man had fed Han Zhuoli for him to be so infatuated with her and treated her better than his younger brother.
Green with envy, Han Zhuofeng hastily opened the door and got down the car. "Then I'll go now."
"I won't send you off," Han Zhuoli said.
