As soon as Nathan Moore left, Felix Shaw hurriedly leaned in to Evander Lancaster to gossip, "Little bro, come on, how did sister-in-law get hurt this time?"
Evander Lancaster took a drag of his cigarette and glanced at him indifferently, "Hip dislocation, I don't know how Titus Zane managed that."
Men who have never been with a woman, to them Titus Zane's injury is a total mystery.
Felix Shaw smirked lewdly and exhaled smoke towards him, winking his peach blossom eyes, "That you don't understand. It must be Titus Zane teaching her to attempt some difficult moves. Sister-in-law hasn't practiced yoga or dance, her flexibility isn't up to it!"
Speaking of which, Felix Shaw became proud, "Unlike my Sophie, professionally trained in dance, she can handle any difficult moves."
"Bullshit," Evander Lancaster snorted in disbelief. Felix Shaw was unhappy and with widened peach blossom eyes retorted, "Don't believe it? Ask the eldest brother if he doesn't also like Sophie doing splits!"
