Song Anning could hardly believe his ears. Guo Lantai's talent for making things up had once again exceeded his imagination. And this was no longer mere fabrication—he was blatantly lying through his teeth!
Just last night, Guo Lantai had pointed at him and said his forehead had turned dark, then promptly vomited all over him. It had given him nightmares all night and left him in a foul mood all day. He had not even had the chance to demand an explanation yet, and now Guo Lantai wanted to pull this again?
"Guo Lantai, stop changing the subject. You offended Second Brother Cen just now. Shouldn't you apologize and make your position clear? He isn't just anyone—he's Muxiao's second brother. If I remember correctly, you not only nearly hit him and almost scraped his car, but you even cursed at him, didn't you? Is this how you treat Muxiao's family? You're being completely unreasonable!"
Thinking of the anger and grievance he had suffered last night, Song Anning finally seemed to have found an outlet. He launched into a rapid tirade, going over everything Guo Lantai had just done all over again.
Afraid Cen Muyun might miss any part of it, he nearly outright accused Guo Lantai of disrespecting his elders, committing an unforgivable offense, and showing no respect for Cen Muxiao.
"What? You feel sorry for him?"
To his surprise, Guo Lantai did not engage with any of it. He tilted his head, picked at his ear, and shot Song Anning a sidelong look as he suddenly asked that question.
The person involved had not said a single word this whole time, yet Song Anning was already charging into battle on his behalf and stepping forward to argue for him. Guo Lantai really wanted to ask: what right did Song