Transmigrated into the cannon fodder younger sister of the uke in a BL novel

Wenqing came to her senses, her throat was dry, and her voice seemed to be forced out from her throat.

"Brother... what are you doing?"

Wen Fan's long eyelashes trembled, and her lips moved a few times, as if she had a lot to say but couldn't utter a single word.

His expression was incredibly complex, a mixture of guilt, embarrassment, and a hint of bewilderment at being caught in the act.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, only lowered his head slightly to avoid her gaze.

Lin Zhiyan glanced at Wen Fan, then raised her hand to put her arm around his shoulder, the movement natural and with a sense of assertive dominance.

He said to Wenqing, "Wenqing, your brother and I are together now."

Upon hearing this, Wenqing's mind went blank for a moment.

She had imagined countless possibilities, but she never expected him to say it so bluntly.

Wen Fan was clearly surprised as well, and turned her head sharply to look at Lin Zhiyan, her disapproval evident in her eyes.

Lin Zhiyan gently patted his shoulder, her tone tender and soothing.

"Your sister will find out about us sooner or later, so telling her now is just a good thing."

Upon hearing this, Wen Fan's expression clearly wavered.

He hesitated for a long time before finally biting his lip and nodding very lightly, but he still didn't dare to look into Wen Qing's eyes.

Looking at him like this, Wenqing felt as if her heart was being gripped by a large hand, sinking inch by inch.

How did my brother become like this?

He and Lin Zhiyan were like oil and water before, so how did they suddenly become so close, and even admit their relationship in front of her?

She had a feeling that something was wrong. The brother in front of her was so different from usual. His posture and expression were softer and gentler, like a little white flower clinging to a tall man, making him look pitiful.

Seeing Wen Fan like this, Wen Qing felt a surge of anger.

She had never been this angry before.

This shouldn't be happening... My brother shouldn't have become like this...

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wen Fan became even more nervous, his voice tinged with caution: "Qingqing, why aren't you saying anything?"

But Wenqing still ignored him.

Upon seeing this, Lin Zhiyan frowned, her tone turning serious: "Wen Qing, your brother is talking to you, what kind of attitude is this!"

Wen Qing took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger within her, and said coldly, "What do you want me to say? Say I wish you well, say you're a perfect match?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Fan's expression grew even more hurt, and her voice was so low it was almost inaudible: "Qingqing, that's not what I meant, I..."

Lin Zhiyan saw this and felt extremely distressed. She stepped forward to stand in front of Wen Fan and coldly rebuked Wen Qing.

"Your brother always says you're very obedient, but I don't think you're obedient at all."

Wen Qing raised her eyes and laughed mockingly: "Who are you to me? What gives you the right to lecture me?"

Lin Zhiyan's face turned cold, and he was about to say something when Wen Fan quickly grabbed his sleeve and pleaded urgently, "Mr. Lin, please don't do this, she's my sister..."

Lin Zhiyan glanced at him, but ultimately swallowed her words.

Wen Fan then turned to Wen Qing, her voice carrying a hint of cautious pleading, as if afraid of upsetting her or making her angry.

"Qingqing, do you... dislike me being with Mr. Lin?"

She suddenly laughed.

"I don't like it, but will you break up?"

Wen Fan's gaze flickered, and his lips moved, but he uttered a sentence that chilled her to the bone.

"Qingqing, don't hate Mr. Lin. He has helped us a lot... He paid for your treatment."

"Brother, you're wrong. He didn't pay for my treatment."

Wen Fan looked at her disapprovingly, "Qingqing, even if you don't like Mr. Lin, you can't ignore the help he's given you."

When Wen Qing felt a chill run down her spine at Wen Fan's accusing gaze, she stopped arguing with him about the topic and instead asked him directly.

"So, brother, you've fallen for him?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Fan blushed slightly, not daring to look at her, only lowering her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Wen Qing suddenly stepped forward and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"But my brother will never fall in love with a man."

Wen Fan trembled, looked up abruptly, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.

Lin Zhiyan frowned, about to speak, when a voice rang out from the other side.

"Cousin, see? I was right back then. You completely saved an ungrateful wretch who doesn't know how to be grateful at all."

Gu Qin appeared behind the group at some point, arms crossed, leaning against the wall, and glanced at Wen Qing with a disdainful expression.

Wen Qing frowned when she saw him: "Gu Qin, where did you come from?"

Gu Qin didn't answer, but instead looked at Wen Fan and sneered.

"You treat her like a younger sister, but she doesn't treat you like a older brother. She finds fault with everything you've decided."

As he spoke, he reached out and lightly hooked Wen Fan's chin, but Wen Fan turned her head away, though his face turned red.

Lin Zhiyan's face darkened, and she pulled Wen Fan behind her. Gu Qin didn't seem to care, and turned to Wen Qing, her tone becoming increasingly unfriendly.

"So what if your brother likes men? It's none of your business what his sexual orientation is. As his sister, just be good and support whatever decisions he makes. Don't meddle in other people's business all the time."

As he spoke, he patted Wenqing's cheek, the gesture dismissive and casual.

Wenqing's face was turned slightly away by the slap, her eyes lowered and she didn't speak. No one saw the coldness in her eyes gradually turning into frost.

Seeing this, Wen Fan wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

Just as Gu Qin was about to speak again, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

He looked down and saw that a dagger had already plunged into his chest.

Wen Fan exclaimed in surprise, and Lin Zhiyan was also stunned.

Gu Qin's pupils constricted sharply as he looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

Wen Qing slowly raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes showing no sign of retreat, only a chilling ferocity.

"Why do you insist that my brother like men? Is liking men something so noble?"