Si Mingli heard the rapid breathing on the other end of the phone, frowned, and said, "Si Xingyao, speak up!"
Si Xingyao: "Cough, cough, cough, second brother, it's actually nothing. I just thought that girl looked pretty and was helpful, so I couldn't help but like and share it. Of course, mainly because she's pretty."
On this point, Si Mingli had no doubts because Si Xingyao genuinely likes beautiful things, whether it's people or objects.
He thought he was already refined and perfect, but compared to Si Xingyao, he seemed not as extreme.
However, why did he detect a hint of guilt in Si Xingyao's tone?
What exactly is this guy hiding from his second brother?
Although Si Mingli was doubtful, he didn't pursue it because if Si Xingyao didn't want to talk, asking more questions wouldn't help. Besides, his influence couldn't reach that far; the distance between the Imperial City and Xiangcheng was considerable, so he couldn't manage Si Xingyao from his end.
