Chen Xiaoqian looked at Yu Minglang expressionlessly. If anyone ever told her again that Yu Minglang was a man of few words, she'd wring their necks.
Who was this man who parried with her mother deftly and set traps for Jia Xiufang from time to time? Was he really the man who took forever to confess his feelings to her and only knew how to give carnations?
Could it be that Yu Minglang had a twin brother?
Otherwise, how could one person display such diverse characteristics?
"Minglang, who else is in your family?" Jia Xiufang asked, having been led a merry dance by Yu Minglang. She had even promoted him from being referred to as 'boss' to 'Minglang'.
