He snorted coldly and tacitly agreed.
"My brother is really good, but..." She hugged his neck and planted a kiss on his face, Lian Qiao suddenly put on a conflicted expression, gently reminding him, "When you meet Young Master Tong, remember to apologize, don't you think?"
Lord Xing was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked on her forehead, taking advantage of her cry of pain to growl unhappily.
"Whose wife are you, speaking for whom here?"
It was evident, he was unsettled.
Expecting him to apologize was out of the question... Who had he ever apologized to?
But thinking of his friend, who was secretly holding back his grievance, Lian Qiao's attitude was very firm, "Shouldn't one apologize when they're wrong?"
He gave her a sideways glance, Lord Xing even more resolute, "I was wrong? Didn't even think about it!"
Really annoyed now, Lian Qiao fiercely pushed away his arms wrapped around her waist and yelled.
