"Hey, Qingqing, did your younger brother agree to come?" Yu Tang asked excitedly. "That's great! Introduce him to everyone and let's all get to know each other."
"He's on his way," Si Fuqing glanced at her watch. "Should be here in about fifteen minutes."
"Then let's order a few more dishes, Uncle Nine," Yu Tang suggested enthusiastically. "We have an extra person for dinner."
Yu Xihe nodded slightly, with no objections.
Feng San was both curious and puzzled, "Since when does Miss Si have a younger brother?"
"Oh, he's not a blood relative," Si Fuqing explained, stroking her chin. "I once stood up for him, and after he lost a competition to me, he became my 'younger brother'."
Shang Lu's eyes sparkled.
He had also lost to Miss Si. By that logic, was he also a 'younger brother'?
He wondered what Si Fuqing's 'younger brother' looked like.
The waiter served some drinks.
