"Do you think big brother is ruthless?" Song Zhiyuan looked at Song Zhiyu and asked.
After discussing Niu Pan'er's return to the Northeast, Song Zhiyuan left the youngest alone to talk.
Song Zhiyu hung his head and said gloomily, "How dare I, big brother is just prioritizing the bigger picture."
"That's what you say, but you're probably cursing me in your heart," Song Zhiyuan chuckled softly.
Song Zhiyu muttered, "Now I not only have to be separated from my flesh and blood, but my mother's family—no, my own family—also has to abandon me. Can't I curse twice?"
Song Zhiyuan walked to his side, reached out to touch his head, and said, "Old Four, among the brothers, you're the little lucky star born into a cozy nest. When you were born, the family already had its foundation. No one expects you to make any major contributions, live freely as you like, no one lives as comfortably as you."
Song Zhiyu: Sounds like praise, but feels more like he's calling me useless!
