Lude Johnson suddenly dared to ask, "Bro, let me ask you one last question: when are you coming back with sis-in-law? Let her meet your handsome and charming little brother who everyone loves, don't I just make flowers wilt?"
"So cliché."
Julian Johnsons sneered, but then a thought struck him. With mischief in his eyes, he said, "You settle the woman at home, and I'll bring her back."
But Lude Johnsons was still confused, puzzlingly asking, "Bro, what do you mean? What woman?... Hello—Hello—"
Only the busy signal remained.
The call had already ended from the other side.
Carrying his doubts, Lude Johnsons got into a car outside the airport.
On the way back, he kept pondering the meaning behind his brother's words, was there a woman staying at the mountain villa?
A woman he doesn't like?
So, he wants me to help deal with her?
Lude Johnsons felt his IQ was fine, not as terrifyingly high as his brother's, but adequate, wasn't it?
