"There's no need for Pei Zhencuan to worry, I don't think Ms. Qiu and I will come to blows," Dongfang Shu said indifferently. "After all, my little brother here is so outstanding; my being head over heels for him only proves that Ms. Qiu married a great man!"
"Being a man in high demand due to female admiration and pursuit, otherwise, why would He Sichan book a room with my little brother on the eve of her wedding and boast about it on Weibo and in her Moments?"
"I guess Ms. He Sichan also finds him quite impressive, such that she cannot control the 'primordial forces' within herself. So, I think rather than worrying about whether Ms. Qiu and I will come to blows, Pei Zhencuan should worry more about whether Ms. He Sichan, upon seeing my little brother, will once again be unable to control those 'primordial forces' inside her, leaving you out in the cold!"
"In that case, you really would lose face big time!"
Lip service was something that Dongfang Shu never feared against anyone.
