"What did you want to tell me that you waited until you're sure nobody else will be listening in on us?" Iris asked her brother after Ketchup left to gossip with her Uncle Dom somewhere in the mansion.
Lu Zihao splayed his long arm over the back of the couch he was sitting on while his other arm lay loosely to his side, the fingers on that hand tapping rhythmically on his thigh. His entire posture looked relaxed yet his gaze remained heavy and indecipherable on her.
She waited for him to speak, no longer feeling as nervous as before. Since he hadn't turned violent or started beating up Jin Liwei yet, then she would just take that as a good sign that perhaps her brother might just accept the current situation without giving her too much grief.
"Do you still remember what I told you before?" he asked in Russian, finally speaking after a long silence.
She tilted her head to the side and also spoke in Russian. "Which one?"
