Lu Shaoting looked at his older brother speechlessly. Was he still this childish?
"Alien Shaoting, could you hurry? My wife must be hungry."
Lu Shaoting couldn't help but reminisce. "Bro, do you remember when we were little kids and I said something similar? I said my head was an egg if I didn't top my class. I lost and you called me an egg-head for a whole year."
"Reminisce on your own." he brushed him off.
"Ha ha bro, just admit you're scared I'll mention something embarassing. Like how you sneakily tied up two girls' hair together for fun and got a generous beating from father."
"Out!" he roared.
"Yes yes yes. Your humble servant will go out now. Eer...bro, can I join you for lunch?"
"We don't need a third wheel."
"Of course you don't. I'll bring my wife too and we'll be complete. I promise, I won't bug you to pay."
Lu Aotian glared at him. He fled all the way to Elite Fashion World.
Unexpectedly, Wan Jia had not yet left her office.