Ai Yiqing also looked bewildered and shocked as she glanced at Shi Su, then at the man with a calm yet slightly frowning stern face.
Clearly, Jing Jihan didn't want to participate in this inexplicable familial bonding.
Of course, Ai Yiqing didn't dare to call him that.
She swallowed: "Uh, Shi Su… Mr. Jing is after all Mr. Jing, I better…"
"No worries, just call him brother-in-law from now on." Shi Su waved her hand in a grand manner.
Ai Yiqing wasn't exactly uneasy; if Shi Su told her to call him that, she'd certainly go along with it, but a glance at Jing Jihan's obviously non-accommodating gaze stopped her.
Even though Jing Jihan didn't show overt indifference, his expressionless face carried an unmistakable air of distance.
In the end, Ai Yiqing didn't call him brother-in-law; instead, Ami just returned with condiments, telling Ai Yiqing to hurry over.
Ai Yiqing took the chance to slip away.
My idol and I got along so well that she even wanted me to be her sister.
