Li Yeqi always felt Mo Beichen seemed to be hiding something from him. Although they were good brothers and had known each other since they wore open-crotch pants, that didn't mean they shared everything private.
Unless he relentlessly pursued it, Mo Beichen would probably not tell him about any bedroom matters.
He patted Mo Beichen's shoulder, "Beichen, I have faith in you. Now that she's back, just take good care of her, warm her heart with your tenderness, and she'll accept you sooner or later."
Mo Beichen didn't find his encouragement helpful. He laughed bitterly, ultimately choosing not to disclose his misdeeds to Yeqi, or he'd be scolded for deserving it.
"Let's hope so." Mo Beichen's heart was bitter. Just as he was about to open another bottle, his phone rang, and he glanced at the caller display; it was the driver he sent to pick up Gu Qian.
He quickly answered, "What's up?"
