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Han Zihao looked at the confused Xu Nuan and said with a slight smirk on his face, " Nowhere."

While Xu Nuan was still trying to assess the meaning behind his words when Han Liang gasped dramatically. 

Since when did his saint brother become so….sly? He stared at him in shock and asked hesitantly, " Brother, don't tell me that you guys are-"

" Yes. You guessed it right. We're staying at the hotel tonight. Do you still want to come with us and stay together, Huh?" Han Zihao asked. 

" Upon seeing your expressions, I guess you changed your mind. So you should go home and sleep. Don't you have work tomorrow? You should sleep early." He added. 

"-_-"

Han Liang was dumbfounded to see Han Zihao extremely calm and composed. How can he say such words to him? He is his brother after all. 

He used to think that at least Han Zihao is different in their family. He is decent and not dirty-minded like Grandmother Han.