The conversation took such an unexpected turn that Ji Ting couldn't quite process it.
Seeing his dazed expression, Shen Mu Lan folded his arms. "Don't tell me you didn't have a fight with your brother."
"We didn't fight. I just made him angry."
Shen Mu Lan narrowed his eyes. "And after he got angry, did he take a few sarcastic jabs at you?"
Ji Ting shook his head. "No."
Shen Mu Lan clicked his tongue, then sucked in a breath. "Then it's serious. Knowing him, Ji Yanzhi probably isn't angry. He's hurt."
Ji Ting's eyes widened slightly. "Hurt?"
Shen Mu Lan hooked an arm around his neck, a hint of excitement in his voice. "What did you do to hurt him? Come on, tell me everything!"
A dozen or so minutes later.
"Wait." Shen Mu Lan interrupted him with a frown. "So you're saying you don't like Ling Xi anymore?"
"Yes."
"But after he moved back into your house, he started finding ways to get close to you, and your parents tried to set you two up?"
Ji Ting nodded again. "Yes."
Shen Mu Lan pursed his lips. Ling Xi really was something. Back when Ji Ting had chased after him, he'd avoided him like the plague. Now that Ji Ting no longer liked him, he was practically throwing himself at him.
Besides, apart from these two brothers, two other men liked him too. It was hard to know what to say about that.
Trying not to let his distaste show, he asked, "Does your older brother know you don't like Ling Xi anymore?"
Ji Ting fell silent for a moment. "I never specifically told him."
Feelings were private to begin with. Besides, he was no longer the original Ji Ting. If he made such a solemn declaration, even Ji