After Xia Ye opened his eyes, Wen Quan turned around and looked at the ceiling: "You knew that person was going to be here today, so why did you still ask me over? Are you trying to make me uncomfortable?"
Xia Ye's voice was indifferent: "I just wanted you to come over for dumplings."
Wen Quan abruptly sat up: "We've been brothers for over ten years, at every New Year's Day, you've never called me to have dumplings. Why did you suddenly call me this time? You must have other intentions."
Xia Ye cast a cold glance at Wen Quan: "What intentions do you think I have?"
Wen Quan sighed: "I guess you don't actually like Ye Xinzu either; you deliberately called me over to mess things up, right?"
Xia Ye didn't say anything.
However, in Wen Quan's eyes, that was an admission.
Wen Quan surprisingly cracked a smile and suddenly asked: "Why don't you like Ye Xinzu?"
Xia Ye replied: "Do you need a reason to dislike someone?"
Wen Quan felt much better inside.
