"She didn't come to see you today," Sheng Ting looked in Shen Weiyi's direction. "She came to see me."
"Is that true?" Little Douding pouted, looking seriously at Shen Weiyi.
"Cough, no, I just came to see you," Shen Weiyi winced as she coaxed Little Douding and secretly glared at Sheng Ting. Why was he being so childish?
"Ha!" Sheng Ting chuckled from the sofa, giving Shen Weiyi a wry look before standing up and walking back to his room.
Shen Weiyi: ...
How old is he, competing with a child for attention, isn't that childish?
What happened to his cold pride? Did he throw it all away???
As soon as Sheng Ting left, Little Douding sat down on the sofa where Sheng Ting had been sitting, crossed his little arms, and put on an interrogative pose, "Come clean, what's going on between you and my brother?"
"What do you mean 'what's going on'?" Shen Weiyi couldn't help but laugh every time she saw him mimicking an adult.
