"What's going on with those two...?"
Fu Shiyi tugged on Su Wanxin's sleeve, leaned in close to her ear, and asked softly.
"Why does it feel like there's a gunpowder smell?"
Su Wanxin forced a smile, glanced at her, then also leaned toward her ear and whispered, "Your brother flirted with my brother, so things are like this now."
"Huh???" Fu Shiyi was dumbfounded, yet a bit curious: "Ho-how did he flirt?"
"Well... it's not convenient to say, right? After all, he's my brother, let's save him some face."
"Oh, come on, you tell me, I won't tell anyone else!"
Su Wanxin looked at the two people in front and still decided not to discuss this topic in the car.
"We'll talk at home, getting overheard would be bad."
Fu Shiyi nodded, her curiosity piqued.
Fu Shihan drove for a while and seeing that no one was chatting, turned his head to glance at Su Bai.
Su Bai was leaning against the car door, arms crossed in front of his chest, staring at him gloomily.
