Luo Shi spoke up from the side.
The young man's tone was rather sarcastic, having been ignored for quite some time.
He leaned on the sofa, his dark hair softly hanging over his forehead, almost as if his nostrils were pointing to the sky.
Although his words sounded a bit impolite, there was no malice intended.
Especially when Little Bun's dark, large eyes looked his way, scanning him up and down, his own tone lowered.
And ever since he had spoken up, the attention of everyone in the room had fallen on him.
Zhan Xi raised his eyebrows and looked towards Yu He: What's wrong with your silly little brother now? Didn't you give him a heads-up before coming?
Yu He reached out and pinched his thigh.
"Ouch—I was just feeling curious and wanted to ask—"
"Brother, did you have an argument with the family half a year ago? Are you still not talking and haven't made up?"
Little Bun popped out with this question all of a sudden.
