Hong Yongming stood up proactively, bending over and reaching out his hand.
Seeing this, Chen Feng couldn't help but admire the guy's flexibility, and he stood up to shake his hand, smiling, "Calling me 'brother' is something I don't quite deserve."
"It's only right, only right. Since Tingting calls you 'brother,' I definitely should too."
While saying this, Hong Yongming watched Chen Feng's expression closely and, seeing that he wasn't angered at all, he felt greatly relieved, and his smile became even more genuine.
If Chen Feng, her sworn brother, had no interest in Wu Mengting, there was no need to be hostile; instead, it might be beneficial to curry favor with him.
Undoubtedly, the relationship between Wu Mengting and her sworn brother Chen Feng was very good; otherwise, she wouldn't have brought him home and defended him so staunchly earlier.
"Then just go ahead."
Chen Feng cracked a smile, let go of the handshake, and sat back down.
"Come, let's have some tea."
