"Brother, why can't you say something nice?"
Qingsheng was baffled. When had he ever caused trouble?
It was just a sprained foot, that's all.
"I originally didn't want to tell the family, afraid that Mom and Dad would worry."
"How old are you and you still manage to sprain your foot walking?"
The young master had criticized him like this too, with no explanation whatsoever.
The truth was something he couldn't reveal, but somehow, he thought the sprained foot was worth it.
At least, if Xiao Ying had sprained her foot, it would have been a completely different situation.
So, he silently endured their criticisms, not feeling angry at all.
"Brother, I'm calling you here because I have something important I need your help telling Mom."
Qingsheng told him about his feelings for Zhong Xiaoying.
"You brat, are you for real?"
At this point, Fusheng didn't care about arguing.
