In the small eting room of the Mine Art Troupe, Luo Ye handed a damp towel to Wen Su: "Second brother, wipe your face."
"What kind of people are these?" Wen Su looked frustrated, thinking about what had just happened made him feel embarrassed. In his whole life, he had never been so embarrassed—being called a hooligan by an old lady nearly sixty. Seriously, even if he were a real hooligan, he wouldn’t be that desperate, right?
"Second brother..." Luo Ye struggled to hold back a laugh, "How co you didn’t even call when you ca to see ?"
"And you still have the nerve to talk? How many tis did I call you? Why didn’t you answer? Am I that annoying to you?" Luo Ye’s words finally gave Wen Su, who was irritated and had no place to vent, an outlet.
"Second brother, you called my private phone, I can’t bring it with when I’m on a mission. I did see the calls when I got back, but after thinking it over, since you’re with your future sister-in-law’s family, it’s really inconvenient for to call back. So, please don’t be mad at ..." Luo Ye coaxingly shook his arm, "Don’t keep a straight face, it’s not handso."
Wen Su glared at her and replied sulkily, "Even if I don’t keep a straight face, I won’t be as handso as your Ye Xuan!"
"Second brother, don’t be so petty." Luo Ye grinned cheekily, inspecting him. "Ever since I knew you, you’ve been magnanimous. You can’t beco petty just because you have a sister-in-law."
"You’re really good at turning the tables." Wen Su was amused by her too, "Ye’er, that woman just now, is there sothing wrong with her head? I was just lost in thought and accidentally brushed past her, and she wouldn’t let it go, insisting that I was trying to molest her. Can’t she take a look in the mirror? Even if she begged , I’d never do it!"
Luo Ye looked at Wen Su, half-laughing and half-crying: "When did you beco so harsh, second brother?"
"I was really pissed off. She’s so old and still jealous like a young girl. I even doubt whether she ever looks in the mirror. Or maybe her mirror is just a funhouse mirror?"
Luo Ye composed herself: "Second brother, you ca to see because of the matter with your future sister-in-law’s family, right?"
"Ye’er, just now when you and that girl Liu pulled her away, I clearly saw the look she gave you, full of resentnt. If I weren’t sure of who Ye’er is, I couldn’t sleep peacefully. That look was too creepy."
Luo Ye slapped him on the shoulder: "Alright, second brother, are you done? She’s not as formidable as you think; she just can’t accept aging after so many years. If you have sothing to say, say it quickly, I still have to go for rehearsal."
Wen Su hesitated for a mont, then looked seriously at Luo Ye: "Ye’er, Dongdong and Qingqing’s father isn’t dead, right?"
"Why do you think that, second brother?" Luo Ye asked back.
"Our uncle is the Governor of Ludong Province. After the mine accident, he rushed over imdiately. So there’s no way he wouldn’t know about the performance.
If Lu Zhishan really had an accident, regardless of whether he’s going to beco in-laws with the Wen family, our uncle wouldn’t allow the performance and the morial to be held on the sa day.
It’s the greatest disrespect to the deceased. Especially since the performance seed to have been decided hastily. It doesn’t make sense." Wen Su explained.
"Second brother’s logical analysis skills are quite strong." Luo Ye smiled, "That’s right, Lu Zhishan isn’t dead. He’s currently at the Yuanzhou military base."
"I knew it..." Wen Su let out a long breath, his face filled with joy, "When Dongdong and Qingqing see him, they’ll be over the moon."
"The case is nearing its end, so I chose to tell you. However, for the rest of today, you have to pretend you don’t know. Tonight, after the operation is over, I’ll inform you, and then you can tell Dongdong and Qingqing the truth. This way, they’re notified imdiately."
"Alright, I’ll listen to Ye’er." Wen Su poked Luo Ye’s forehead, "You naughty girl, from now on, any missed calls must be returned, got it?"
"Got it, second brother. Are you thinking about Sister Qingqing all the ti now?" Luo Ye teased with a mischievous smile, "You’re already like this before marriage, later on, I’d better stay away from you, second brother."
"Nonsense. By the way, is our uncle coming this ti?"
"My dad’s not coming. There’s a delegation from the province for an inspection, so he has to stay put. This ti, a Vice Governor is coming, whom I don’t know, and from the city, the Secretary and the Mayor will be here. For the Mine Art Troupe, it’s the first ti being taken so seriously."
"Taken seriously?" Wen Su murmured with a smile, "It’s quite serious. This performance isn’t one of your wicked ideas, is it?"
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