"Really?" Nie Huaisang shifted gears a little, subtly. Drawing himself up and raising an eyebrow a little, knowing that he could look very judgemental if he wanted to. "Does my A-Chao think that he has what it takes to impress gege?"

He anticipated Wen Chao potentially protesting the way he talked to him again, so he accented the end of that sentence by suddenly closing his fan against the palm of his hand, the noise resounding in the room just as it had the other day.