"No way around it, since you, as the eldest son, have run off, the old man insists that I get married every day for the sake of continuing the Leng Family line," Leng Zirui leaned in, nudging his arm. "I thought the girl just now wasn’t bad, how about you introduce me?"
"She’s mine!" Leng Zimo said dominantly.
"Deal!" Leng Zirui chuckled sinisterly, showing him the voice recorder pen in his hand. "Now, I can report back to the old man!"
He pressed the voice recorder pen and immediately their conversation played back.
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"I thought the girl just now wasn’t bad, how about you introduce me?"
"She’s mine!"
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Leng Zimo frowned in displeasure, "You’re sick!"
"Can’t help it!" Leng Zirui shrugged his shoulders. "The old man said either I get married, or I find a way to make you get married. Otherwise, he’ll call me back home. For the sake of my wonderful life, you as my big brother should just sacrifice a little. After all, you guys in the entertainment industry don’t care about a little scandal, let alone, this scandal is just a limited spread!"
Tucking the voice recorder pen away, he once again picked up his wine glass. "Seriously though, big brother, who is that girl? When did you meet her? She seems to have quite the temper. Do you need me to teach you a few tricks..."
"If you don’t stop talking nonsense, I’ll have you called back here tomorrow!" Leng Zimo threatened coolly.
"Alright!" Leng Zirui raised his hands in surrender. "I didn’t say anything. Come on, it’s not often that we brothers get together, let’s drink!"
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