"You're so oblivious, clean up." Hua Chengtian glared at his son.
"No need, no need, it's just a few dishes, I'll do it myself," Luo Song said with a smile.
For big brothers-in-law, second brothers-in-law, and little brothers-in-law, Luo Song spared no effort to please them. He wouldn't dare let them lift a finger.
"How could I let you do that?" Hua Yunxiang raised his eyebrows, pretending to get up to clean, but was gently pushed back into his seat by Luo Song.
"No, really, I'll do it." As he spoke, he deftly stacked the dishes and put them into a clay pot.
"Well then... thank you," Hua Yunxiang shouted to the departing Luo Song, the deliberate mockery still in his eyes when he saw his father rolling his eyes at him, then chuckled.
He did it on purpose, after all, anyone daring to covet his precious sister, this was just the beginning. If they couldn't handle this much, they'd better give up early.
