As for the incident where he got drunk and almost hurt himself, Chenxing naturally planned to bury it deep inside, never mentioning it to anyone.
"He seems a bit dependent on you."
Chenxing reached out her hand, poking the back of his hand: "A little brother-complex."
Gu Shaocheng grabbed her mischievous finger, giving it a squeeze. Chenxing tried to pull back, but unfortunately failed—he held her finger firmly in his hand. "Actually, Hua Hua used to live with me."
With a low yet magnetic voice, Gu Shaocheng smiled as he spoke: "He used to live in the side bedroom inside my room."
Chenxing's eyes widened: "Really?"
He nodded: "But I realized he was too reliant on me, lacking masculinity. Maybe it was because I spoiled this little brother too much, fearing he'd suffer even the slightest harm. I raised him like a fragile flower in a greenhouse, pampering him to the point of indulgence. So, I had him move out, hoping he could become more independent."
