mu yiling frowned and looked at his sister with a look of disbelief.
and slipped?
although the two of them were sitting side by side, the dining table was very spacious and there was at least half a meter between them. how could she have slipped that far?
however, before he could say anything, tan yueru had already shifted her attention to him.
"that's right, your brother fu is about to have a partner, what about you? you're already twenty-six years old and you're not young anymore, but you've never had a proper girlfriend. when do you plan to bring a wife home and let mom see her?"
"cough, cough, mom!" mu yiling almost choked on his own saliva. " this ... aren't we talking about brother fu? why is it me again? what does it have to do with me? i'm still young ..."