"Third Brother, why don't you ever come home to see us when you're working at the company? Wearing that hideous mask is absolutely terrifying!" Xiang Miaomiao complained incessantly but was clearly very happy.
Xiang Aofeng's expression turned extremely ugly.
He would rather have this CEO Yimo be an outsider than his own brother!
After all, if he were outdone by an outsider, his father wouldn't compare him with that person; but now that the exceptionally capable individual was his own brother, Xiang Yimo, his father would definitely compare him to Xiang Yimo. Wouldn't that mean he'd never have a chance to excel in his own home?
Upon seeing Xiang Yimo reveal his face, Xiang Aoran finally let go of Zhong Lingling's hand.
No sooner had he released Zhong Lingling than Xiang Yimo stepped forward quickly, fiercely pulling her into his embrace.
Zhong Lingling's head had never hurt like this before; she felt dizzy, her whole body's sense of balance seemed to be lost.
