"Ahahaha, hahaha."
Liang Qu half-squatted, leaning against the door, laughing so hard he couldn't straighten his back. He was completely amused by Liang Guangtian's shamelessness.
Liang Guangtian's face turned bright red, "You, what are you laughing at."
"Sorry... I couldn't help it, it was just too funny," Liang Qu gasped for air, straightening up, but the laughter still wouldn't stop bubbling up on his face.
Liang Guangtian grew somewhat angry; he felt like a clown performing for someone's amusement. He said unpleasantly, "So, are you going to do it or not? Just give me an answer."
Liang Qu scratched his cheek and agreed readily, "Of course I can."
"Really!?"
Liang Guangtian was overjoyed, then realized that his nephew was so silly to believe him just like that—fooled so easily.
