章 971: The Big Fat Wedding (2)

Fang Mo's face darkened.

What little meatballs? And how many did she mean by a lot of them?!

Little meatballs would be eaten the same way as the big one here! Hmph!

"We're going to start reciting the '300 Tang Poems' tonight!" Fang Mo said in an intimidating voice.

Meatball felt like crying. Did she say something to piss off her brother again?

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An Yibei, on the other hand, went up to Si Bai and looked him up and down.

"You said Pepsi is your wife?" he asked casually.

Si Bai nodded earnestly. "Good evening, Uncle."

"Heh." An Yibei adjusted his glasses with his middle finger. "I see you've got some balls, little one, for coveting my niece!"

Si Bai pondered those words for a while before replying with a tentative voice, "Are you Pepsi's maternal uncle and my mother-in-law's brother?"