Song Wei's face also turned red. She quickly tugged on Zhuo Yiyi's sleeve and said,"Yiyi, uncle song Rui is only of higher seniority. He's only in his twenties! There's no need to act young!"
"Is he really in his twenties?" Zhuo Yiyi's voice couldn't help but grow louder. She pointed at the unshaven song Rui and said,"it looks like he's indeed more of a good - looking man, right, uncle?"
Song Rui couldn't help but roll his eyes. His heart was filled with grief and indignation.
Song Wei looked at song Rui, who looked like a decadent otaku. She wanted to laugh, but she did not dare to. Her face was red from holding it in.
Seeing this, Xia ruofei laughed and said,""Alright, alright! Don't make fun of song Rui. We were able to catch the thief just now because he contributed the shoe!"
Song Rui's face darkened. He looked at Xia ruofei resentfully and thought to himself, are you speaking up for me? Why do I feel like I've been hurt even more?