Qin Feng had just entered the bedroom when he received a WeChat message, "If you don't want to die, you'd better not mess around tonight!"
He chuckled bitterly and looked gloomily at Lin Xia, "You brat, look at the trouble you've caused!"
Lin Xia, wearing a small tank top, lay on the bed holding an iPad and turned over, giggling, "Sister is so stingy. It's just borrowing, not like I'm taking it. Did you see the face she made today!"
Qin Feng avoided her gaze, sat down beside her, and raised an eyebrow, "Do you think your mom will be eavesdropping next door tonight?"
Lin Xia pouted, "I don't know. My mom's menopause phase, you just can't reason with her."
She finished looking at the stock chart and sat up to meet Qin Feng's eyes, teasingly, "Brother-in-law, if something has to be done later, why don't you do it? I won't mind!"
Qin Feng gave her a glare and shushed her, "Keep your voice down, your sister is just next door. If she loses her temper, we're going to get caught!"
