In the eyes of outsiders, Bai Yan is smart, calm, quiet, and generous. She is recognized as a dignified young lady in the circle.
Only Xing Yu knew how coquettish and domineering this sister he had been with for twenty-two years was in private.
Bai Yan is also used to it. This sweet little brother in front of me is always available and is more useful than a domestic servant.
Until that day.
After losing his love, Bai Yan hugged him, rubbed his curly hair with his fingers, and said coaxingly: "My younger brother is still the best..."
Before he finished speaking, his wrists were grabbed and his whole body was pushed into the sofa.
The little puppy that she let her hair rub was gone.
Xing Yu leaned down, rubbed the corners of her eyes with his thumb, and said in a low and hoarse voice:
"Sister."
"After pretending for so many years——"
"No more pretending."
