Han Shaobing patted Meng Suizhou on the shoulder and laughed as he said, "Brother Suizhou, I knew that Meng Xiao, that little brat, definitely wasn't anything good. You're so kind; how could your brother possibly be such a scoundrel? Sure enough, he's no good."
Jian Shichu glanced at him, "What are you talking about? Your sister-in-law is right here."
Han Shaobing coughed and awkwardly touched his nose.
Meng Haobo's face became even more embarrassed.
Meng Suizhou's expression seemed somewhat startled.
He had never expected this kind of answer.
It suddenly made clear why his always distant father had suddenly done a complete 180, becoming so kind and friendly towards him.
It turned out to be because Meng Xiao was not his son.
He, Meng Suizhou, was the only bloodline of the Meng Family.
He couldn't describe how he felt inside.
He didn't know whether to feel relieved or bitter.
