Ouyang Xiu resisted the urge to vomit blood, under the unfriendly glances of the crowd, he had to brace himself to reply, "This, of course not, Sis, don't take it to heart, I just said it casually, with so many years of feelings between us, you know what kind of person I am, it's just idle talk."
"Oh, then I also just said it casually, don't take it to heart." Ouyang Yan nodded thoughtfully, using Ouyang Xiu's words to block what they wanted to say.
Ouyang Xiu's expression was as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly.
An Lan was surprised by Ouyang Yan's fighting spirit, her gaze wandered back and forth on Ouyang Xiu and Ouyang Xiong's faces, if it weren't for the wrong environment now, she really wanted to applaud.
Ouyang Xiong's face was like a palette, mixed with green and white.
They were about to say something, when Ouyang Yan said lightly beside them, "Mr. Ouyang, Young Master Ouyang, better find your seats quickly and sit down, lest people laugh and add heat to you."
