Su Chengyu also recognized the handwriting as Xiao Changyi's and felt a hint of imbalance in his heart, yet he kept a straight face, approaching Xiao Changyi with extreme steadiness. Bending over, he lowered his voice and shamelessly asked Xiao Changyi, "Brother Yi, when will you write four characters for me?"
"Pfft." An Jing tried to hold back her laughter, but couldn't help letting out a chuckle.
Su Chengyu did not care if An Jing was laughing at him; she was his Brother Yi's wife, so naturally, he would not take issue with her. Besides, it would be futile to do so.
He still maintained the composure of the Crown Prince on the surface, but his eyes sparkled as he looked at Xiao Changyi.
Luckily, he was standing in a good position, as bending down perfectly shielded his facial expression with his Brother Yi blocking the view, preventing the people below from seeing it.
Xiao Changyi simply glanced sideways at Su Chengyu but did not speak.
