"Do you not recognize me, sister-in-law?" said Lu Qin, standing with one hand in the pocket of his trousers with an air of conceited coolness. In the past, Lu Qin was perfect in Yan Huan's eyes, and even his bullshit would seem well-formed to her. However, once he showed his true colors, Yan Huan couldn't decide between scratching his face or keeping her hands clean.
Yan Huan looked up with an innocent look.
"Who's this idiot?"
Lu Yi paused, and Lu Qin's smile stiffened.
Idiot. Idiot! She dared to call him an idiot?!
"He's not an idiot. He's the son of my second uncle, Lu Qin," said Lu Yi. There seemed to be nothing wrong with his answer, but repeating the word idiot was no doubt a stab at Lu Qin's pride.
"Is that so? Then why is he giving me that silly grin?" said Yan Huan unhappily. What kind of person drools at his sister-in-law?
