Liang Haoming pursed his lips. He glanced at his younger brother, Yue Ning, then at Dong Huiying, and suddenly felt a bit unhappy. But as a man who rarely wore his heart on his sleeve, whether he was happy or not, his face always remained expressionless, making it impossible for others to discern his feelings.
That night, Dong Huiying struggled mightily for a long time and finally managed to escape from Yue Ning's arm.
Yue Ning was a bit exasperated and wanted to pull her back, but the Third Brother was quicker, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her into his embrace.
And Dong Huiying, cheeks flushing from the brothers' rash actions, tried to push Shujun away slightly. He then started to whine as if he were being bullied by her.
