"It's not, it's from Qin Xiaosan." Huo Jinnan stood there, buttoned his shirt, rolled up the sleeves, revealing a section of his muscular forearm.
"Qin Xiaosan?" Che Huan frowned.
Huo Jinnan picked up his phone and glanced at it. The call had ended automatically around four in the morning, "Qin Shaojin."
"..."
How does one get from Qin Shaojin to Qin Xiaosan?
Che Huan looked at Huo Jinnan, feeling that the words "Qin Xiaosan" sounded dirty no matter how she heard them!
Huo Jinnan dialed Qin Shaojin's number and turned on the speakerphone, tossing it to one side, "He ranks third in his family, his grandparents dote on him and always call him Xiaosan, so he ended up with the nickname 'Qin Xiaosan'."
On the other end, Qin Shaojin felt like vomiting blood. Where did he offend Brother Huo last night? He felt like he had been teased—and by a man at that!
"Sister-in-law, last night Brother Huo forgot to hang up the phone..."
