Xiao Wu gently pushed a thick folder in front of Xiao Ling. Watching him calmly, he nodded and said, “Take a look.”
Xiao Ling glanced at the folder. He knew what was inside, and said with a smile, “Do I really need to check your work, big brother?”
Xiao Wu’s lips curled into a grin. “You smooth talker. Take a look anyway. There’s a pleasant surprise in there!”
As he spoke, he winked at Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling glanced at his teasing older brother, opened the folder, and began leafing through the documents inside.
“Oh! This is really good of them. They’ve got a lot of heart!” Xiao Ling said. “That’s the pleasant surprise.”
Xiao Wu said, “Don’t worry about the old man. I’ll talk to him properly and make sure he doesn’t get upset.”
Xiao Ling smiled. “Big brother, I’ll talk to him. This is a good thing. He isn’t losing a son; he’s gaining one who understands filial duty even better.”
Xiao Wu nodded. “All right. I’ll stay out of it for now. Once things have settled down for you, I’ll meet them.”
Xiao Ling nodded with a smile. “All right. I’ll go meet my birth family first. We’ve been apart for eighteen years, and now that we’re about to reunite, I’m actually a little nervous. I wonder if they’ve missed me as much as I’ve missed them, their son and younger brother.”
But no one in the Xiao family expected the absurd things Xiao Ling would encounter after returning to the Fang family.
The Fang family had no idea either that their biological son would be so fierce and powerful, and would stand so high above them.
This is an incomprehensible book. Being able to write it is also a talent. I will withdraw it first.
Sharen is decisive [face covering]
This has something to do with real immortals
What are you wearing?
Messy