"Uncle Ji, are you having a Parkinson's moment?" Chenchen noticed the driver sneaking a laugh and let out a cold snort.
The driver quickly stifled his laughter and focused on driving properly, "No, young master."
The car returned to silence.
Once they arrived home, Chongchong tugged on Chenchen's arm, "Brother Chenchen, will you help me rehearse my lines? I need to be ready for the set this weekend."
"Well, you have to beg me then." Although Chenchen wanted to help, he felt it might be a bit embarrassing.
Chongchong shamelessly replied, "I'm begging you!"
"Alright, since you begged me, I'll reluctantly help you," Chenchen said, lifting his chin arrogantly.
Dabao, Erbao, and Xiaobao, the three brothers, couldn't hold back when they saw how annoying he looked.
Xiaobao: "Sister, why beg him? I can help you rehearse!"
Erbao: "I can too!"
Dabao: "And me!"
They really couldn't stand their beloved sister humbling herself to another guy.
