"That's enough for a post-dinner dessert." Yuan Zhao let out a soft laugh, his lowered eyes trembling slightly. "I forgot to tell you, my older brother, Yuan Qi, loves Black Forest cake. He has a sweet tooth, just like me."
Shen Lang paused for a moment, then raised an eyebrow. "And what's that supposed to mean? I don't know your brother. Of course, I've heard the name—top ten on the Forbes list, right?"
Yuan Zhao suddenly leaned closer, his dark eyes staring straight at her, his voice turning a little hoarse. "The surname Yuan isn't very common in this country. You've known all along that I'm his younger brother, haven't you?"
Shen Lang's brows knitted slightly. 'He's acting crazy again,' she thought. 'But what can I do? He's the investor I chose. I just have to suck it up and placate him.'
She shrugged. "Is there anyone who *doesn't* know your identity? You're the only one who thinks it's a well-kept secret."
The corners of Yuan Zhao's eyes turned slightly red.
