"You better have an extremely urgent matter..."
"Brother..."
"Xiaojiu?"
"Big brother, did I disturb you?"
Disturb? He was on the verge of murder. But the caller was Xiaojiu, and that alone managed to suppress his anger.
These past few years, his sister had had it anything but easy, almost sharing his own misfortunes.
Ever since Xie Mingcheng got married, she seemed like a completely different person—gone was the giggly girl who knew nothing of life's struggles, now spending her days in a listless haze, without the spirit to even find a boyfriend. The only upside was that, thanks to her efforts, Dihao Group had indeed reached a new level.
However, as an older brother, it really didn't sit well with him.
He sighed, lowered his gaze to glance at the red-faced woman beneath him, hugged her, and shifted slightly below, feeling somewhat uneasy as he pretended to be calm.
"You're not disturbing, go ahead and speak."
