Iron Hand's mouth twitched, and without thinking, he answered, "What does she look like?"
"You didn't see her?" Ai Lun was surprised.
As a fellow woman, her first instinct when meeting someone was to look at their face.
This guy, could it be?
Iron Hand frowned seriously as he looked at her, his expression no different from someone observing a lunatic.
"Why would I pay attention? She's not my girlfriend."
Oh my god!
She leaned her head against his shoulder in an instant; if Iron Hand's mom hadn't been there, Ai Lun would definitely have moved closer to give him a passionate and fiery kiss.
It has to be said, if Brother Shou wasn't innately gifted at making women happy, then he was a master of subtlety. He consoled a woman without making it seem like he did, with such sincerity and conviction.
Miss Ai, the second daughter, maintained her high spirits that evening, and she was in a very good mood.
And when she was in a good mood, her brain tended to short-circuit.
