Chen Xiaoqian looked at Yu Minglang with a blank expression. If anyone ever told her again that Yu Minglang was not a talkative person, she'd twist their head off.
Who exactly was this man speaking fluently with her mom, occasionally setting traps for Jia Xiufang to fall into, and chatting away?
Was he really the man who hesitated to confess his feelings to her and only knew to give carnations?
Maybe Yu Minglang had a twin brother?
Otherwise, how could one person show such diversity?
"Minglang, who else is in your family?" asked Jia Xiufang, already caught up in Yu Minglang's words, upgrading him from a big boss to simply Minglang.
