"Dad, what are you talking to Xiaoqiao about inside?" Zhuang Yuezhou's voice, slightly tinged with drunkenness, rose from outside.
Weilan looked towards the door.
Zhuang Sr. also glanced at the door and said in a low voice, "Don't make a scene. I won't hide this from you. Now that you know, I hope you won't help us but at least don't hurt Yuezhou."
Weilan opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words.
If Zhuang Yuezhou really developed a complex because of his brother's advances, that was really tricky.
Weilan cast her gaze downward and remained silent for a long while.
"Dad, Xiaoqiao, what are you doing?" Zhuang Yuezhou was knocking on the door from outside.
Zhuang Sr. said in a deep voice, "Come in."
The door creaked open, and Zhuang Yuezhou walked in holding a bottle of liquor, took a swig, and looked at them with a smile, "They are barbecuing outside, what are you discussing in here?"
Weilan stood up and said to Zhuang Sr., "Mr. Zhuang, I'll be leaving now."