"You told my mom, so couldn't you have told me too?!" Song Wenjing continued to press him.
"I'd have come straight over to pick you up that day anyway. What are you getting so worked up about?" Not understanding what had Song Wenjing so agitated, Fu Yanci turned to Chi Shuran. "Just for calling me your brother-in-law, wait here. Someone will deliver it in a bit."
"Wow! Really?! Having a brother-in-law like you is just so awesome!
You really live up to being my brother-in-law, with those strong brows and starry eyes, that fresh, refined elegance, straight nose and rosy lips, handsome and dashing, suave and debonair, bright eyes and pearly teeth, looks to rival Pan An, incomparably handsome, peerlessly magnificent..."
"Stop. You're flattering me in all the wrong places." Cutting off the rest of Chi Shuran's words, Fu Yanci took Chi An's hand and headed outside. "We're leaving first. Someone will deliver the cakes later."
Chi Shuran cupped her face. "Okaaay, handsome brother-in-law~~~"
"You're so disgu-uh... burp." In the end, Song Wenjing swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue and changed tack. "I ate too much watermelon. I'm a little full. You don't mind if I burp, do you?"
Fu Yanci looked disgusted. "You're so gross."
Song Wenjing: "..."
Chi An raised an eyebrow without saying a word. Chen Zhuo couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering, while Chi Shuran lifted her head and rolled her eyes at Song Wenjing.
[The most unfortunate person was born in just a few words.]
[Know why Chi Shuran reacted like that? Because one tiny slice of that cake costs over three thousand (smile). Someone casually buying a little slice of cake costs as much as my monthly salary.]
[That cake is from Cotton Cloud Ode. You can't afford that brand