"Mo Siyu, didn’t you say you had no interest in women?" Chu Hong teased, crossing his legs as he looked across at Mo Siyu.
God knows, when he received the message, he even thought the person who informed him had made a mistake.
Mo Siyu spends 360 out of 365 days a year either making deliveries or on the road delivering; seeing him even once a year is considered lucky.
Since knowing him, Chu Hong had never seen Mo Siyu show any special interest in any woman.
He advised him, talked to him, even tried to get pretty girls into his bed—naked at that—but Mo Siyu remained indifferent.
Sometimes, Chu Hong even wondered if he didn’t like women at all?
Mo Siyu sarcastically retorted, "I’m not like some people who seem to be interested in all the women in the world."
Chu Hong’s peachy eyes lifted, in contrast to Mo Siyu, his appearance was extremely flamboyant.
"Mo Siyu, not to criticize you, but if you keep being this cold iceberg, the young lady might run away," Chu Hong joked, glancing towards the door. He then became serious and asked, "Are you serious about this?"
They had known each other for years, and he had never seen him bring anyone here, let alone a woman.
Sometimes Chu Hong even wondered if Mo Siyu had any friends at all.
"I’m going to marry her," Mo Siyu said tersely, his tone revealing an air of determination.
"Wow, never expected that your type would be like this..." Chu Hong stroked his chin, he hadn’t looked at her face properly, just thought she looked very pure and fairy-like, and slightly younger.
"Some people do have unique tastes for sure, liking only breasts," Mo Siyu’s cool voice rang out.
Chu Hong was about to retort when a light tread of footsteps sounded, he shot Mo Siyu a glare before turning towards the door.
Tang Yue walked in wearing a white dress, her black hair tied high in a ponytail, her youthful aura radiating as she came into the room.
She walked in confidently, a faint smile on her face, and she took the initiative to sit down in the chair next to Mo Siyu.
"She is Tang Yue, my fiancée, this is Chu Hong, my sworn brother," Mo Siyu finished introducing and then warned, "If you have friends around, don’t be fooled by his good-looking face, he’s a true womanizer, only attracted to voluptuous beauties."
"Mo Siyu, people who don’t know better might think you’re my enemy," Chu Hong glared at him, his seductive peach blossom eyes lifting slightly, the corners of his mouth bearing a smile like a big bad wolf coaxing a little white rabbit. "Let me formally introduce myself, my surname is Chu, with a single name Hong, as in the ’Hong’ of limpid waves. Pleased to meet you."
Chu Hong had just reached out his hand, only to be slapped away by Mo Siyu.
"So stingy," Chu Hong withdrew his hand, though he spoke so, he did not mind Mo Siyu’s action and asked, "Miss Tang, how did this guy deceive you? Don’t you find his icy mug too chilling?"
Tang Yue: ...
She had not gotten the chance to speak since she entered.
When did she become Mo Siyu’s fiancée?
And this Chu Hong in front of her, with his roguish smile, looked like a complete playboy, those peach blossom eyes that seemed to be casting nets everywhere for prey.
However, despite the constant ribbing between him and Mo Siyu, it seemed their friendship was quite good.
"Could it be that the young lady hasn’t agreed yet?" Chu Hong gave Mo Siyu a glance, his curiosity towards Tang Yue was immense, he continued to ask, "How old are you? You don’t look eighteen yet?"
"Chu Hong, are you conducting a census here?" Mo Siyu gave him a cold stare.



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