Su Xiaoxiao adopted a puzzled tone.
This was because the man sitting sideways on the bed looked like Wei Ting but his words and actions were unrelated to his usual self.
Wei Ting always put on a cold and aloof air. No matter where he went, he looked like he was the number one in the world and everyone had to submit. Although he was occasionally very shameless, he was definitely not as childish as this.
Su Xiaoxiao doubted her life.
Wei Ting was the one who doubted his life even more.
He had already grown up. Of course, he would not be like when he was young, but wasn't this to nab his brother?
He threw caution to the wind. He was not afraid of embarrassing himself in front of his brother. Anyway, he had been humiliated since he was young. His dark history was rich.
But he could not lose it in front of his wife.
Did he not care about his pride?
