Jun Ruochen clenched his fist, his gaze fell on Jun Ruoxue. Seeing that his younger sister's clothes were neat and even though she was full of rage, she stayed composed, secretively he sighed a breath of relief.
"Well, you speak even better than you sing. A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, a rat's child can make holes. Indeed, like father like daughter! Both of you are really good at pretending."
Jun Ruoxue couldn't help but cuss angrily.
At her words, Su Sikong's action of greeting people was paused, his molars ached from clenching so hard, but somehow, he managed to swallow his anger!
"Miss Jun, it's alright to criticize Sikong. After all, Sikong didn't handle this situation properly. However..."