Qin Shu had a smile on her face that appeared harmless. Her clear, bright eyes also looked very innocent.
Fu Tingyu turned his head to look at the girl. Her eyes were bright, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved upwards. It looked like she was smiling.
The curly-haired beauty felt awkward and angry at what Qin Shu had said. She also didn't look very pleased.
The curly-hair beauty was only twenty-eight years old, yet Qin Shu called her an auntie?
Did this young man have no manners?
The curly-haired beauty looked at the young man, who was just as handsome as the older man beside him, suppressed her anger, and put on her best smile. "Little brother, I'm not an auntie. The reason why I asked for his phone number is that I want to befriend your brother."
