Bai Dingkai's eloquence against outsiders was useless in front of his own people.
Being the older brother, he naturally couldn't bicker with his younger sibling.
Forget it, a good brother doesn't fight with a bad brother.
Let him be, after all, he's only one day younger than Lu Han.
But this guy had better know when to stop and not bring up those stale and trivial things from the past.
What sins did he commit back then?
The reason he was so decisive was for everyone's good, just look at those men held back by their children, clearly in the prime age of thirty-one, but they've been worn down to look like uncles in their forties or fifties.
At this time, Sun Qing was as tactful as Lu Han, not getting involved or saying too much.
Bai Dingkai pulled out a pack of cigarettes and walked over to Tang Su, "Tang Su, Brother Bai is craving a smoke, your place isn't non-smoking, right?"
"You can smoke on the balcony, Brother Bai," Tang Su said.
