"Do you want to acknowledge him?" Tang Zhimo did not answer directly. Instead, he looked at his sister. It was obvious that he was trying to take care of his sister's feelings.
"I will listen to my brother." Tang Zhixi looked at her brother and smiled sweetly. She had already forgotten about the grievance she had suffered just now.
Seeing the smile on his sister's face, Tang Zhimo sighed lightly. "If you listened to me, why didn't you do what I said just now?"
This girl had completely lost control the moment she went out. She had completely let herself go.
"Brother, you've overestimated Father's IQ. I've already told him clearly, but he still doesn't understand. What's the point of playing charades? If I really play charades with him, he probably won't know for the rest of his life." Tang Zhixi pursed her lips, perhaps she recalled what Third Young Master Ye had said earlier, and her little face showed a little dissatisfaction.
