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

Sky Restaurant.

Jiang Yanci sat by the window, outside which was the night view of Beijing and Hong Kong, covered with a layer of damp rain, the colorful and hazy reflections on his silent brows and eyes, dazzlingly bright.

More than one girl approached me during that time.

Jiang Yanci politely declined all offers.

He had booked the restaurant a long time ago, intending to bring Ruan Yang along.

But after his dream last night, he realized something was wrong.

He and Ruan Yang were too close.

Yangyang is too young to understand.

But he shouldn't be so ignorant.

Such a dangerous idea should be nipped in the bud as soon as it takes root.

Before Jiang Zhuo went abroad, he asked him to help hypnotize Ruan Yang so that she would forget him for a month, so that he could spend the rest of his days abroad with his female classmate who had a terminal illness.

Jiang Yanci didn't intend to agree.

He has no right to deprive Ruan Yang of his memory.

But when he saw Ruan Yang crying until her eyes were swollen because of Jiang Zhuo's photo with his female classmate, his heart softened.

Perhaps, it would be good to let Ruan Yang forget Jiang Zhuo for a month.

Jiang Zhuo did not dislike Ruan Yang.

They're just too young to understand what liking someone means.

Jiang Yanci pressed his temples.

He's definitely not suited to being too relaxed; without work to keep him occupied, he starts overthinking.

He called over a waiter and paid the bill.

Before leaving, he received a call from his childhood friend Huo Shen, asking him to take his online girlfriend home.

Jiang Yanci knew that Huo Shen had an online boyfriend.

Not long ago, when Huo Shen mentioned it, his tone was filled with disgust and disdain. He said that the other party was a gold digger and that this gold digger was Nian Nian's dance teacher.

I didn't expect my attitude to change so drastically today.

"Do you have any photos?" Jiang Yanci asked.

Since we're looking for someone, we need photos.

Through the telephone line, Jiang Yanci had no idea what Huo Shen was thinking.

Huo Shen thought: There are photos, Little Rose often sends him selfies, and sometimes there are photos of her legs showing, but Huo Shen didn't look at them closely.

With beauty cameras and heavy editing, it's almost the same template for becoming an internet celebrity.

In short, those photos don't do Ms. Ruan look even one ten-thousandth as beautiful as she does in person.

"No, she's the prettiest person in the crowd," Huo Shen replied confidently.

Jiang Yanci: "..."

He looked up at the diverse crowd in the restaurant, unable to distinguish between beauty and ugliness.

Red-painted skulls and white-boned flesh are all the same.

He said, "I'll send you a video, you can decide for yourself."

"become!"

The phone died just minutes after the video call connected.

Jiang Yanci frowned slightly and put away his phone.

It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but rather it was fate.

Feelings cannot be forced; this is a truth he understood many years ago.

He got up to leave when he saw a familiar figure at the door.

He was probably hallucinating.

Otherwise, how would I have seen Ruan Yang?

Ruan Yang rushed to the restaurant, not knowing whether the male guest the matchmaker had mentioned was still there.

All she remembered was the matchmaker's confident description of the male guest's characteristics: a man, and very handsome.

Looking around, Ruan Yang felt that the matchmaker was deceiving her.

Any guy who's even remotely handsome has a girlfriend sitting across from him who's prettier than him.

Oh no.

There is a handsome, single man.

Ruan Yang is nearsighted, and when she got out of the car, she casually placed her glasses on the passenger seat.

Even though her vision was blurry, she could still make out that this handsome man had a small head and broad shoulders, and was dressed in a suit. Under the dazzling lights, he looked like a pine tree or a crane, with a unique and elegant beauty.

He was the most eye-catching person in the entire room.

The matchmaker didn't donkey; she's really cool.

As Ruan Yang approached, she heard the handsome man call out her name.

"Yangyang, what brings you here?"

"……elder brother?"

I didn't see my blind date, but I did see Jiang Yanci.

Ruan Yang stood frozen in place.

It's too late to leave.

Ruan Yang felt extremely guilty.

She's still living with the Jiang family, but she's secretly looking for blind dates behind their backs, which isn't very good.

Although Jiang Yanci was good to her, it was only because of Jiang Zhuo.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed to send her to Africa in the end.

Ruan Yang lowered his eyes. "You stubborn idiot, think of something!"

"Gurgle gurgle—"

Before I could even think straight, my stomach started growling.

Jiang Yanci asked, "Haven't you eaten?"

"...I'm eating now."

"Why are you here? Alone?"

Ruan Yang paused again.

She couldn't very well say she was going to meet a blind date—no, not even a blind date.

Her behavior is at most a way of hooking up with rich men...

"I invited a friend, but they stood me up," Ruan Yang made up a plausible excuse. She glanced at the two-person meal on the table, but the other plate was spotless. She changed the subject and asked, "Was it just your brother alone?"

"Yes, let's go all the way with this act."

"What set?"

Ruan Yang was hungry and nervous, so she didn't quite hear clearly.

Jiang Yanci had a headache, "...dealing with Xia Weier."

Ruan Yang nodded slightly.

She was really hungry, and seeing the table full of delicious food made her stomach growl even louder.

"Can I have something?" she asked softly.

Jiang Yanci spoke up, "It's cold, don't eat it, I'll order again."

"It's fine."

Ruan Yang sat down in the seat opposite, picked up her fork, and was about to eat.

Jiang Yanci pulled the person to his side and said in a deep voice, "Who ate something cold and got an upset stomach?"

"...That was an accident," Ruan Yang explained softly, pointing to the food on the table, "and there's still so much left, don't waste it."

But the explanation was ineffective.

Jiang Yanci ordered a cream of mushroom soup and a steak again.

Ruan Yang scooped up the spoon and ate in small bites.

Jiang Yanci cut her steak.

Just then, her phone vibrated; it was a message from someone in the work group.

She held her phone and looked at it.

It's a long passage.

Ruan Yang started reading from the beginning.

Jiang Yanci said from the side, "Let's eat first, it'll get cold."

"Okay, almost there."

Jiang Yanci pinched her ear. "Aren't you hungry?"

"Ugh." Ruan Yang felt a little pain and shrank her neck. "I'll eat after I finish watching."

Jiang Yanci frowned.

Jiang Zhaozhao didn't like to eat when she was a child.

Yao Jinzhi chased after him to feed him, and later took over the task herself.

His approach was the opposite of his mother's; if Jiang Zhaozhao didn't finish her meal within the allotted time, he would throw it away in front of her.

Jiang Zhaozhao was so hungry she kept crying.

But ever since then, he has been very enthusiastic about every meal.

But Ruan Yang is my younger sister, I can't really let her go hungry.

Helpless, Jiang Yanci forked a piece of steak and fed it to her.

Ruan Yang tilted her head and lowered it, naturally accepting her brother's feeding, and chewed in small bites.

After finishing three steaks, Ruan Yang understood the message.

The vice principal required intern teachers to recruit four new students each month, or for parents of existing students to recharge more than 50,000 yuan.

Ruan Yang was filled with sorrow.

Where does she get so many students?

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yanci asked, handing over another piece of steak.

"It's nothing." Ruan Yang shook her head. The pressure of work had made her lose her appetite. "Brother, I'm full, I can't eat anymore."

"You're not eating enough."

"I'm really full." Ruan Yang said, sticking out her little belly, afraid he wouldn't believe her. "Look, brother fed me too much, my belly is all bulging out of shape."

Jiang Yanci paused, his hand holding the fork still.

He hardened his face. "Yangyang, you can't say things like that, understand?"

Ruan Yang was confused. "Which sentence?"

Looking into his younger sister's clear eyes, Jiang Yanci sighed, scooped up another spoonful of cream of mushroom soup, blew on it to cool it down, and fed it to her lips, "Drink some more soup."

Just then, a woman's voice rang out from above.

"Jiang Yanci...you actually have a girlfriend?"

Ruan Yang's body stiffened.

She recognized the voice; it was Xia Weier's.