"Respectable work, right? You'd better worry about yourself, young lady. Your little brother's future career choices are way more than yours."
"That's good! That way, Brother doesn't have to work too hard."
"How did we get back to talking about your brother?"
Nie Guangyi was often slow to catch on in many situations.
Since Nie Guangyi didn't notice anything odd about Lu Yuxiang, Meng Xin Zhi didn't explain further, simply saying, "Because Brother raised my little brother."
"So your brother took care of your little brother, and then he didn't need you anymore, right?" Nie Guangyi eagerly pledged his loyalty, "Don't worry, young lady."
"Worry about what?"
"About me." Nie Guangyi pointed at himself, "Only child."
"Hahaha, Mr. Nie sure has a unique perspective."
"Oh no, young lady, when you laugh like that, I'm reminded that I'm about to have a little brother too, and he's going to be mixed-race."
