In the past 27 years, Song Yue had countless moments where he harbored the thought: If only Song Zhan were a freeloader, life would be a lot easier for him.
Regrettably, wishes don't always come true.
Song Zhan insisted on being independent.
However, what truly drove him to despair was yet to come. Song Zhan was not done with his sentence, and another outrageous remark found its way out of his mouth. Song Yue heard it and immediately wished he could sew his brother's mouth shut.
"Can I bring someone along for tutoring?"
"I haven't agreed yet."
Song Yue grumbled first, then sighed deeply and asked, "Who do you want to bring?"
"Ning Xuan."
"If it's too much trouble for you, bro, I won't bring her." Song Zhan's last shred of decency was finally put to good use as he said this line.
"No need, just bring her."
