It wasn't hard to tell that He Mingchuan was angry right now-visibly angry.
That anger came through in full force in his rapid-fire, clapper-like delivery, making Cui Anhe's eyes widen in surprise.
Halfway through, she tilted her head toward Cui Anze and complained, "He's way noisier than me today!"
Cui Anze: "..."
That did seem to be true, but saying it was still a little offensive.
But who was Cui Anze? He hadn't become a doting big brother overnight. When it came to anything that didn't involve principles or right and wrong, he would side with Cui Anhe with his eyes closed.
So a moment later, he raised a hand to adjust his gold-rimmed glasses and replied with a smile, "Mm, our An He is a lady, after all."
He Mingchuan, who had vaguely heard them making fun of him, turned to look at Cui Anhe with grief and indignation written all over his face. His aggrieved expression made him look as though he'd lost all hope in the world.
Fortunately, Jiang Feiwan shoved a piece of watermelon into his mouth a moment later, instantly stopping him from launching into another tirade. "Enough. Doesn't your mouth get dry saying all that in one breath? Keep your emotions in check at the dinner table."
He Mingchuan's eyes immediately lit up at being fed by Jiang Feiwan, and all his resentment vanished. Excitedly, he took the piece of watermelon in his hand, quickly chewed and swallowed the bite in his mouth, then exclaimed, "Wanwan, you fed me watermelon?! Boohoo... I can't bear to eat it! I'm going to treasure this piece forever! No! I'll get a glass display case to protect it when I get home!!!"
Everyone: "..."
Lu Xiaoxiao looked stunned. "Won't it rot in a few days? What's the point?"