"It's not good looking."
An Ziqi nodded, completely forgetting she just planned to start scolding people.
The man in blue was amused by her reaction, finding her adorably dazed.
Xiao Yimo wiped the imaginary sweat off her forehead from the side, thinking that if she didn't intervene, her bunny-like sister-in-law might really be charmed away.
She coughed slightly and pulled An Ziqi back to her seat. "Just look at these pretty boys; they are weak and only good for their looks, nothing like my brother. Don't get starry-eyed."
"Of course, my husband is the best," An Ziqi said with a proud expression.
Her standards for choosing a husband were top-notch, and as for the past nonsense Xiao Moli did, she had selectively forgotten it.
Xiao Yimo rolled her eyes; An Ziqi was definitely her brother's number one fan, worrying over her was pointless.
"Enough, enough of showing off your affection here. Save it for when you're back with my brother."
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