Receiving no response for a long time, Huo Yirong had a bad gut feeling.
"Are you hiding something from us?"
"There is a slight issue." Huo Yunjiao raised the corners of his mouth in a faint smile: "But you'll need to meet her to know. That night, I didn't drink too much; I was still mainly conscious."
Huo Yirong found it unbelievable: "And yet you're tangled up with her!"
He had always thought that his younger brother only ended up in bed with someone because he had drunk too much.
Huo Yunjiao was also confused about this.
His slender fingers lifted slightly, pressing against his forehead like a pale joint of bamboo.
"That night, I accepted a room from the Su Family, intending to rest a while before coming back. I had asked Huo Chuan to arrange a car for me to leave before then, only to have a woman suddenly barge in."
