Easy There, You Possessive Uncle

The first time they met, Hua Yinian looked at Yue Lisheng, who was pale and frail but exceptionally handsome, and nodded. So he’s a delicate beauty with a sickly disposition. Yue Lisheng frowned. How could a little girl be as skinny as a monkey? At least she had a pretty face. The second time they met, he was teaching at the front of the room while she slept below. Yue Lisheng furrowed his brow. This little girl was a bit different. Later, he claimed he was tutoring her, while she shamelessly freeloaded on his food and drink. Then one day, Yue Lisheng took the little girl he’d been feeding for a year, now grown into a beauty, to the capital, leaving everyone in shock. Everyone in the capital knew that the Yue family’s sickly late-born son was the apple of his parents’ eyes. If he asked for something, he always got it. His constitution was weak, and he was sickly year-round. Even so, no one dared underestimate him. They heard the little girl he’d brought home was tiny, plain-looking, and useless. Yet Lord Sheng took care of everything for her himself. He would even crouch down and tie her shoelaces with his own distinguished hands. But the girl seemed to find him annoying, kicking her feet impatiently, while he continued to look at her with an ingratiating smile.