Yu Zexiao, upon seeing these ladies, was at a loss. Arguing with a lunatic makes you a fool, arguing with a fool makes you a lunatic, and arguing with women makes you both crazy and foolish!
Moreover, these women clearly seemed to be the domineering type at home, accustomed to being arrogant! If you mess with them and get them upset, you'd be looking at a night of kneeling on a washboard with a glass of water balanced on your head once you get home!
Seeing this wasn't going to work, Yu Zexiao turned to look at his brothers.
First up was Leng Yunting.
"Yunting, you go!"
Being shoved forward, Leng Yunting was rather annoyed: "Why me?"
"You're the oldest, and the first to get married among us. Do you have the nerve to let Yunlin and Siyu take your place?"
