"Hey, Xiaoquan, what are you asking the girl these questions for? Don't scare her off."
Wang Qiang interrupted Tang Xiaoquan's questioning, his concern evident in his words.
This was somewhat surprising to Tang Xiaoquan, but when he saw the gentle look his brother gave Yang Xue, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
No matter how you calculate it, Wang Qiang is a sentimental guy. Could he be interested in this girl?
Oh my god, this is not good. Thinking back to Huang Yaru, Wang Qiang would do anything for her.
Now, this Yang Xue is someone Liu Yunpeng discarded; Qiang, you mustn't let yourself get carried away!
No way, under no circumstances can I let Qiang get involved in this mess.
"Thank you, Xiao Wang, I'm fine." Yang Xue gave Wang Qiang a playful smile, then continued with Tang Xiaoquan's question, "I know very little about the factory. I'm usually at home, very much a homebody, hehe!"
"Ah, a fellow homebody, Madame Curie!"
"Hehe, I can see it, Mr. Picasso!"
