An Yang froze for a moment, then gave An You a strange look.
Come to think of it, he really had sent Ji Weiwei underwear and panties before—but that had been back when they were in college.
Was this girl misunderstanding the current him, or did she know the old him too well?
Seeing An You sidle over sneakily just to say that, wearing an expression as if she had him figured out, still made An Yang feel a little exasperated.
Especially when she saw the strange look in his eyes, An You thought she had guessed correctly and immediately exclaimed in surprise, "You really did send her underwear and panties? Oh my god, how did you know Sister Weiwei's size?"
"Your focus is completely wrong, okay?" An Yang was speechless at her. It was as if Chairwoman An You's IQ automatically dropped whenever she came to see him. "Besides, when did I ever say I sent her underwear and panties? They were obviously perfectly proper gifts!"
"Tch! I don't believe you!"
"Looking at you, I don't even need to check my phone. You definitely called me!" An Yang said. "Come on, what did you call me about?"
"It was Xueer who used my phone to call!" An You reacted quickly, and she lied with a calm, composed expression.
But she could not fool An Yang.
"Really? Then why are you trying so hard to cover it up? I'll check the call log when I get back and see which day you called me. By estimating what happened around that time, I'll still know why you called me." An Yang curled his lip.
"You..." A flush spread across An You's face.
The siblings had known each other for so many years, yet An You had called An Yang only a