Xu He glanced at him, remained silent, but her eyes kept darting towards Luo Zhiyong.
After Luo Zhiyong passed by, Yu'er, who was originally sitting next to Fang Pingying, sensibly stood up and called out, "Brother Zhiyong, you sit here, so you can take care of your sister-in-law later."
Luo Zhongyong nodded and sat down next to Fang Pingying.
Fang Pingying smiled, glanced at him, and whispered in his ear, "Did you hesitate for a moment just now, regretting not having sat next to Xu He?"
Luo Zhiyong gave her a sideways glance, and said with a half-smile, "Who brought a jar of vinegar onto the train?"
Fang Pingying looked at him and motioned towards Xu He and Luo Zhiming sitting in front, "Look, how warmly your brother is chatting with someone. If you had gone there, the opportunity would have been yours."
Luo Zhiyong, from this angle, could exactly see how Luo Zhiming was smiling at Xu He, his expression darkened.
