Qi Han looked at Mo Ge with black hostile eyes. He could not help feeling irritated about the teasing even though he understood his friend's personality quite well. The matter involving that woman felt too sensitive and sacred to him.
"Fine, there's no need to look at me with murder in your eyes. I was just kidding." Mo Ge smiled while sipping on his red wine elegantly. "But it seems that I am onto something."
If Mo Ge was not like a brother, Qi Han would have long cut off all relations with him. He could be an irritating person who did not believe that there are things which should remain unsaid. In the end, he could only look at the smiling man scathingly.
"Qi Han, if there is something troubling you, we could be of some help. After all, we are all brothers here. There is no need to hold back." Wang Che maintained his calm and princely aura.