"Pfft..." Di Xiaxia laughed and waved her hand, "Hey, don't worry, with our brother Mingchen's foul temper, no other woman can speak more than two sentences in front of him before he tells them to get lost. Even if they have ideas, it's pointless."
"That's true," Di Jinxuan smiled.
Sister Four is absolutely right, everyone knows about Mingchen's temper—it's famously terrible; he's always been viciously sarcastic, and everyone who provokes him knows it.
Thinking of this, for some reason, she suddenly thought of Nangong Jin.
She wondered if it were Nangong Jin, that flashy guy, how affectionate he would probably be with others.
So, Nangong Jin and her brother Mingchen are just not on the same level.
She really wanted to say rudely, "Trash..."
After mentally complaining, she stuck out her tongue and just then, her phone rang.
She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Nangong Jin.
Nangong Big Brother: "Xuanxuan Xiaobao, are you thinking about Gege?"
