The younger sister pretends to be hypnotized, and her older brother gets addicted.

Jiang Yanci turned his head, and when his gaze fell down, it met Ruan Yang's bright eyes.

He frowned almost imperceptibly. "Didn't you just say you didn't want to get married?"

His voice was very faint.

But Ruan Yang felt that her brother seemed a little unhappy.

That's true. Jiang Yanci is Jiang Zhuo's older brother first, and only then her own brother; they share the same blood. It's no wonder her brother is unhappy that she's so eager to find a marriage partner. She explained, "I just said it offhand..."

Jiang Yanci glanced at her, his eyes darkening.

Sure enough, she still couldn't bear to part with Jiang Zhuo.

"Buzz buzz buzz." Ruan Yang's phone suddenly vibrated, breaking the silence.

The call was connected.

Yao Jinzhi's voice was cheerful on the other end of the line, "Yangyang, Xiaozhuo bought some local specialties and sent them back, including some specifically for you. Come back soon."

Ruan Yang was about to say that she and Jiang Yanci were together.

Yao Jinzhi continued, "Yangyang, Mom knows you and Xiaozhuo have had another fight. That boy is straightforward and his emotions are written all over his face; he doesn't have any bad intentions. Unlike Yanci, who is deep in thought; sometimes I can't see through him either."

Ruan Yang paused.

The carriage was so quiet that she wasn't sure if Jiang Yanci had heard her.

She quickly turned her head to glance at him—

He was gazing at the street scene flowing past the car window, his profile divided into light and shadow, his expression completely still, as if he hadn't heard a word being said on the phone.

But she just felt like he heard her.

Ruan Yang lowered her eyes, her fingertips tracing the edge of her phone back and forth, unsure of what to say.

She had never felt that Yao Jinzhi was biased before, and even because Jiang Zhuo was always being scolded, she naively thought that Jiang Yanci was the one who was favored.

But in the past few days, many fragmented pieces have suddenly been pieced together.

Jiang Yanci's maturity and restraint were not fostered by favoritism, but rather by being forced into it.

Jiang Yanci was only nineteen years old when President Jiang disappeared.

While other nineteen-year-old boys were still worrying about their final exams, he was already sitting in Jiang's top-floor office, facing covetous shareholders and mountains of bad debts.

Jiang Zhuo, at the age of nineteen, went on a three-day hunger strike in the yard in order to get his mother to support his racing hobby.

Ruan Yang felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Jiang Yan said it was hard to say goodbye.

A short while later, the Maybach stopped at the Jiang residence.

Jiang Yanci still had work to do, so only Ruan Yang got off the car.

Ruan Yang opened the door and saw that Ruan Mingzhu had arrived.

Ruan Mingzhu, a pampered heiress, was dressed in a pearl-white suit and sat on the sofa, chatting happily with Yao Jinzhi.

Even Jiang Zhaozhao, who usually doesn't like to talk to people, obediently handed the Lego to Ruan Mingzhu and invited her to play together.

That Lego set, he wouldn't even let Ruan Yang touch it normally.

The three of them were so engrossed in their conversation that none of them noticed she had returned.

Ruan Yang lowered his head.

She had long known that Nguyen Minh Chu was likable.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone who meets her can't help but feel close to her.

Seeing this scene with my own eyes still left me with a bitter taste in my mouth.

Over the years, she has been afraid of Nguyen Minh Chu meeting with the Jiang family.

Unexpectedly, this day still came.

"Yangyang, you're back. We were just talking about when you were little."

In the living room, Yao Jinzhi saw Ruan Yang and beckoned her over.

Ruan Yang's eyes were a little red.

Afraid of being seen, she shook her head and hurried into the bedroom.

Behind her, Ruan Mingzhu's voice rang out, "Auntie, please don't mind. My sister has been spoiled by our parents since she was little, so she has a bit of a temper."

……

Ruan Yang arrived at the restaurant for dinner.

Ruan Mingzhu sat down next to Jiang Yanci.

"I heard that Brother Yanci graduated from University A. What a coincidence, I did too. I should call you Senior Jiang from now on."

Jiang Yanci didn't even lift his eyelids, and said calmly, "The main campus of A University is different from the international campus."

Ruan Mingzhu choked.

The international department will appropriately lower the admission scores for international students. For schools where domestic students need a score of 680 or above to even get in, international students with a score of 500 or above can enroll.

This was also the original purpose of the Ruan family's immigration.

However, they did not change Nguyen Yang's nationality.

Yao Jinzhi smiled and said, "Speaking of which, when Yangyang was admitted to the dance academy, she got first place in both the art exam and her academic exam. It was Xiaozhuo who tutored her."

"It's not Jiang Zhuo," Ruan Yang said seriously.

She looked at Jiang Yanci, "Jiang Zhuo was busy dating at the time, so my brother helped me with my homework."

Yao Jinzhi was somewhat surprised.

After Ruan Yang sat down, Jiang Yanci picked up a piece of fish, removed the bones with his chopsticks, and placed it in Ruan Yang's bowl.

This startled Nguyen Minh Chu.

She revealed her shallow dimples and said in a sweet voice, "Sister, how could you trouble Senior Jiang with such a small thing as picking out fish bones?"

Ruan Yang was petty and, in order to deliberately provoke Ruan Mingzhu, she didn't pretend to be well-behaved, but instead pointed at the mantis shrimp.

"Brother, I want to eat this too."

"it is good."

Jiang Yanci smiled and put on gloves.

For seafood with shells, the kitchen staff usually peel and prepare it in advance.

But Nguyen Yang envied his parents peeling shrimp for Nguyen Minh Chu when he was a child, so he made Giang Zhuo peel them for him.

Jiang Zhuo refused, finding it too troublesome.

This important task fell to Jiang Yanci.

Over the years, Jiang Yanci became a master at peeling shrimp, placing the shrimp, roe and all the meat intact, in front of Ruan Yang.

Ruan Yang smiled sweetly, "Thank you, brother. The shrimp you peel are the sweetest."

Jiang Yanci knew perfectly well that she was trying to spite someone else, but he smiled and continued peeling off another one.

Ruan Mingzhu frowned, looking somewhat aggrieved.

From childhood to adulthood, wherever she was, no one could see Ruan Yang.

But what about today?

Ever since she stepped into the Jiang family, everyone—whether it was Yao Jinzhi, Jiang Yanci, or Jiang Zhaozhao—had been talking about Ruan Yang.

It was the same during our chat in the afternoon.

Every time she tried to steer the conversation back to herself, the Jiang family would pull her back to Ruan Yang.

On what grounds?

Ruan Yang is pretentious and affected; he has not a shred of his own knowledge and manners.

Could it be that the Jiang family just enjoys being dramatic?

Ruan Mingzhu's eyes darted around, and she smiled sweetly, "Senior Jiang is so good at peeling shrimp, I'd like to try a piece too."

Jiang Yanci turned his head away. "Zhaozhao, pick a shrimp for the guest."

Jiang Zhaozhao frowned slightly and looked at Ruan Mingzhu seriously. "Sister, don't you have hands?"

Ruan Mingzhu was taken aback.

"Zhaozhao, be polite," Yao Jinzhi said.

Jiang Zhaozhao frowned and asked Ruan Mingzhu, "Sister, don't you have hands?"

Nguyen Minh Chu: ?

So, being polite simply means adding an extra "please"?

She forced a smile, not wanting to argue with a little brat.

But then the little kid put the shrimp he had just peeled into Ruan Yang's bowl.

Ruan Mingzhu's face turned pale and then flushed. She couldn't help but ask, "Then why did you peel shrimp for Ruan Yang?"

Jiang Zhaozhao took it for granted, "because Jiang Zhaozhao peeled shrimp for Ruan Yang, which was written in the family precepts."

Nguyen Minh Chu felt like she was dying.

What kind of bizarre family precepts are these?

She has never been treated so differently since birth.

She suppressed her grievances and forced a smile, "Sister, the plate is right in front of you, don't bother senior and Zhaozhao."

Before Ruan Yang could speak, Jiang Yanci gave Ruan Mingzhu a cold glance.

"It's no trouble at all."

"If Miss Ruan needs someone to peel shrimp, she can ask the maid to help."

As he spoke, he summoned Song Lejiao.

"Peel shrimp for Miss Ruan."

Song Lejiao was very unwilling.

[With Ruan Mingzhu's level of skill, she still wants to seduce the main villain? Tsk, don't even think about it! If the main villain hadn't died early, he could have wiped out the entire book and made everyone pay with their lives for Ruan Yang.]

Ruan Yang: Who will I be buried with? Me?

Who is the main villain?

Who died first?

No, no, no, who is speaking?

Oh no! She seems to be hallucinating!

*

After dinner, the housekeeper arranged a room for Nguyen Minh Chau.

Ruan Yang didn't want to act out a sisterly scene with her, so she went back to her bedroom, changed into a practice outfit, and went to the dance studio.

Just as they were about to close the door, Jiang Yanci followed them in.

He changed into a trendy black and red hoodie with an Angry Rabbit plush toy on the chest.

It's the same product endorsed by idol Ruan Yang.

She bought several pieces and forced Jiang Yan to wear them.

Jiang Yanci is tall and thin with fair skin. He looks good in any clothes and has a youthful air about him.

Normally, Ruan Yang would have rushed over excitedly long ago.

But now.

Looking at the clothes that were completely out of character with him, Ruan Yang's eyelids twitched.

"Brother, take it off."

Jiang Yanci frowned: "What?"

"Clothes..." she lowered her head, her voice weak, "Take them off, don't wear them anymore."

She is guilty; she shouldn't have forced her brother to wear such childish clothes.

She lowered her eyelashes, feeling a little guilty, and waited for her brother to leave.

She caught a glimpse of Jiang Yanci out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but look up.

With just one glance, her breath caught in her throat.

Jiang Yanci simply raised his hand and pulled off his hoodie.

His bare upper body was exposed to the cool light without any cover. The light flowed down his shoulders and neck, outlining the distinct undulations of his arm muscles, each line firm and powerful.

Stand in the light, not just standing there, and certainly not standing naked here.

The two spoke almost simultaneously—

"Is this okay?"

"Brother, why did you take your clothes off?"

Their voices collided, and they both paused for a moment.

Jiang Yanci frowned, a hint of uncertainty in his voice: "...Do I have to take my pants off too?"