Su Luo looked in the direction he pointed, only to see Cha Yuemu leaning against the door of the Viscount Residence, casually flirting with a maid inside the house.
The maid had a thin face and was flushed red by his few words.
She stamped her foot as if she wanted to leave, but for some reason, she stayed in place.
Perhaps hearing the commotion from this side, Cha Yuemu looked in Su Luo's direction and threw a flirtatious glance at her.
It was his usual posture.
But for some reason, Su Luo felt that this cousin seemed a bit different, as if he was even more unrestrained and shameless than before.
Jiang Yingying blinked, thinking to herself, the men of South Border were indeed different from those of Ye City. Even though her sister-in-law was already married, he, as a cousin, dared to cast such an unabashed flirtatious glance.
Wasn't he afraid of ruining his reputation?
