It was Gong Tingxuan who had lost his temper, yet he was the one who should be apologizing. After all, the girl had traveled thousands of miles to accompany him on his ancestral rites, and not only did he not show any consideration or care, but he also had the nerve to show a sour face and throw a tantrum. What kind of man does that?
Just then, Gong Beiluo came over after ordering the dishes. Han Yi quickly stood up, smiling and said, "Your brother is angry, Beiluo. Why don't you coax him a bit? He will get famished in this cold weather without eating anything."
Gong Beiluo huffed, "Sister-in-law, with my brother's nasty temper, you're the only one who can put up with it. You've spoiled him. Even before marrying into the family, he's giving you attitude. If it were me, I'd have slapped him already. What's with a big man being so sulky?"
"Ahem, Luo Luo, you can't speak about your brother like that!" Bai Luowei interjected from the side.