In the study, Cheng Guodong and Qin Xin sat next to each other, with Gu Yixing sitting across from them.
Cheng Guodong frowned, "Are you a sticking plaster?"
Qin Xin smiled, "Even a sticking plaster isn't this hard to shake off, right? I'm afraid it's more of an old remedy."
Gu Yixing shrugged; he had been subjected to too much ridicule and scolding since he was young. This level of it didn't hurt or itch.
"What do you two brothers think about the proposal I made earlier?"
Cheng Guodong waved his hand, "Don't call me brother, I can't afford it."
Qin Xin smiled, "I think Little Taotie already has enough brothers, no need for one more."
Cheng Guodong nodded, "Right, no need for another one."
Gu Yixing sighed, "You two brothers must have already investigated my past, you know me well, don't you?"
"Not at all," Cheng Guodong immediately shook his head.
