A room full of unrestrained laughter made Qin Qiong lose a bit of face. He turned his head to look at Ruan Jianguo, who was laughing the loudest, and shot back, "Brother Ruan, I heard you even have to get spending approved by Xiaohao now?"
The implication being: you're not any better off than me, where do you get the face to laugh?
As soon as Ruan the Big Spender heard that, his expression stiffened as well. Shu Lang, watching the two of them dragging each other down, instinctively tensed up. Sure enough, the next second the two of them looked over at him. After all, he was their brother‑in‑law; with Old Master Shu sitting right there, the two still held back and didn't say the nastiest things out loud.
But with so many years of dealing with each other, one look was enough for them to know exactly what the other was thinking.
The three men looked at one another—me at you, you at him—and in the end all fell silent.
