"Second brother! What's the matter? Is Mom causing trouble again?"
An Zhixiang saw An Zhiyuan wasn't speaking and decided to speak himself.
He wasn't dumb, actually, no one in the An Family was dumb.
In the past, they might have been foolish because of trust and support, but now that they're awake, they see things clearly.
But the eldest and second brother could call Wei Shufen "Aunt," he couldn't.
He knew that no matter how Wei Shufen treated the eldest and second brother, she raised him on her own. Wei Shufen might owe others, but she doesn't owe An Zhixiang anything.
After all, they were once the closest mother-son relationship.
He's not a brute, he can't become ruthless.
"When are you and Ke Lan planning to get married?"
An Zhiyuan took out a cigarette, handed one to his younger brother. All the men in the An Family smoke, not a single one doesn't.
An Zhixiang took out a lighter, lit one for his second brother, and then for himself, took a puff and blew a smoke ring.
