"She's not my wife," Han Zishi glared at his sister to stop her from talking nonsense.
"Xiaoxi, my brother said you're not his wife, you should quickly grow a grassland on top of his head. A bit of green is needed for life to be bearable."
Han Yingying mischievously teased, her eyes cunningly glancing at her brother.
As expected, Han Zishi's expression changed.
Lin Xileng protested from the other end of the call, "Don't be a monster, if you speak nicely we can still be friends."
"Then I choose to be sisters-in-law."
Lin Xileng: …
Listening to Han Yingying and Lin Xileng bicker, Shen Mosheng coughed lightly to catch their attention and innocently asked,
"Yingying, what are you playing?"
"King of Glory, you wouldn't know about it, right?"
"I know some."
Han Yingying looked at him in surprise, "The usually entertainment-averse old cadre actually knows?"
"Axing and Qingyu play, I've heard about it."
"I see," Han Yingying nodded in understanding, "so shall I continue?"