Xiao Jie glared at Mo Huasong, "Mo Huasong, who are you referring to, huh? My younger brother by affection? Let me tell you, Xiao Lang is my real brother, but I have many brothers by affection."
Xiao Lang, right? I owe you an apology. I'm sorry for my actions earlier," Mo Huasong solemnly promised. "That 100 million, you can take it and spend it, I'll top it up for you when you've used it all."
"Well, my master here is playing the role of brother-in-law pretty well," Fire Spirit interjected coldly, nearly making Mo Huasong spit blood in anger.
"Huh?" Xiao Lang was no fool. Seeing Mo Huasong's stance and his sister's mixed feelings of anger and resentment, he knew what was going on.
Xiao Lang pulled Xiao Jie aside and whispered, "Sis, is he really your husband? He's pretty good looking, about as handsome as me."
"You, stop talking nonsense." Xiao Jie blushed, looking at Xiao Lang with concern. "How's your face? He's such a macho man, so annoying."
