"Looks like this engagement ceremony isn't gonna happen." Qianqian rolled her eyes.
"Not just 'isn't gonna happen'. I bet there's at least an eighty percent chance they'll fall out publicly or something. Just look at these replies, these likes—tsk tsk, Huaxia Group is way hotter than I thought, huh?" Luo Shufan shook his head in exaggerated surprise, curling his lip. "Anyway, let's just sit back and watch Dad run around like crazy Ming Tian."
"...Does this count as screwing your old man over?" Qianqian blinked her big eyes.
"As long as I'm not screwing my little sister over, I'm good. Otherwise my dad will beat me up." Luo Shufan burst out laughing.
Qianqian: "..." You're screwing your sister over—your sister will beat you up herself, okay? With your so-called skills, you really don't have much room to show off.
Catching Qianqian's disdainful look, Luo Shufan awkwardly rubbed his nose.
