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

Ruan Yang's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up at Jiang Yanci.

In the darkness, those long, narrow eyes were dark yet bright.

He was conscious.

But just like last night, he ravaged her mouth.

"Big brother..."

Ruan Yang felt as if she had been electrocuted, a strange current running through her body.

She didn't understand what had happened, and looked up to call out Jiang Yanci's name.

The tongue tip was pressed against a foreign object, making the sound muffled.

That one word, "Big Brother," brought Jiang Yanci back to his senses.

Meeting those astonished, watery eyes, he withdrew his fingers, the tips still retaining their soft, moist warmth, glistening in the cool, dim light.

His expression was stern. "I remember now."

Last night was not a dream.

He actually kissed her, indulging his wicked nature and toying with her.

There was no blond hair.

He was that wild man.

The lecherous man who kissed Ruan Yang's neck, leaving unsightly marks.

He not only pinned his brother's girlfriend down and indulged in his desires.

Like a wild dog marking its territory, he left his mark on her body.

Thankfully, he didn't mutter her name in his sleep.

Otherwise, his dark thoughts would be completely exposed in front of Yangyang.

"I'm sorry," Jiang Yanci said.

He instinctively reached for his lighter, hoping to make Ruan Yang forget all about it.

But he left the office in a hurry and didn't take it with him.

The atmosphere was tense.

Ruan Yang lowered her head, not daring to look at her elder brother's damp fingertips.

Within her line of sight, Ruan Yang's cheeks burst open as she saw her current appearance.

Sweat soaked through her nightgown, clinging tightly to her body.

It's simply... a complete mess!

The toes that were stepping on the soft carpet suddenly contracted.

She quickly pulled the blanket over herself and wrapped herself in it, leaving only her blood-red face exposed.

She stammered, "It's...it's okay."

Jiang Yanci's heart skipped a beat.

They had just been treated so roughly.

But all she could say was softly, "It's okay."

I really want to kill her.

Unpleasant thoughts, mixed with remorse, turned into surging desires.

But when he saw that shocking hickey, his original fierce demeanor turned into a joke, like a defeated general who abandoned his armor and weapons.

Jiang Yanci remained silent and left the room filled with the fragrance of gardenias.

*

The next day, fearing an awkward meeting with her older brother, Ruan Yang went to Xingcan early in the morning.

Today is Saturday, and students have a holiday, so there are more classes than usual.

Once she was in the work environment, the embarrassment that had been weighing on her mind eased considerably.

She changed into a light blue ballet costume and went to teach the children.

The students all like Ruan Yang very much, but so far she has not found a new student.

This will prevent us from meeting our KPIs.

After class, Ruan Yang decided to try Meng Ling's suggestion—to become a self-media creator.

However, Ruan Yang still feels pressured about appearing on camera.

What if someone I know sees us?

That was kind of awkward.

After much thought, Ruan Yang used a Douyin (TikTok) filter to cover her face and recorded her first tutorial video, which she then posted online as a trial.

She refreshes the backend almost every few minutes.

But the data seems frozen, and is very mediocre.

"Looks like I still have to show my face." Ruan Yang sighed softly.

The day's classes are over.

Qiao Wei suddenly called out to her in public, and said with a smile:

"Ms. Ruan, I have a class at 4 PM tomorrow. Could you cover for me?"

Ruan Yang shook her head. "Sorry, I'm not available."

Qiao Wei hadn't expected to be refused. Her expression changed, and she muttered, "We're colleagues, what's wrong with helping out?"

A colleague chimed in, "Ms. Ruan, Weiwei is attending Mr. Huo's birthday party tomorrow. Her dress was personally delivered by him; I heard it's top-tier luxury. We've also been invited, but you're the only one who's available. Could you please help her out?"

Several teachers tried to persuade Ruan Yang.

Ruan Yang understood.

Teachers who were usually on good terms with Qiao Wei were also invited to the birthday party.

Ruan Yang's refusal was clear: "I have things to do too. You should find someone else."

Qiao Wei was furious.

On Sunday morning, Ruan Yang went out early again.

But Jiang Yanci stopped her, "Are you avoiding me?"

Ruan Yang quickly shook her head, "No..."

"Then I'll take you to work." Jiang Yanci pulled the person into the Cullinan.

Yao Jinzhi saw it but didn't think much of it.

Jiang Zhaozhao, however, darted around with her big, bright eyes: "Mom, I think Yangyang and Big Brother are a perfect match. Can Yangyang be my sister-in-law?"

Yao Jinzhi: "?"

She quickly covered her youngest son's mouth.

Children speak without restraint!

Fortunately, I didn't hear the banquet farewell.

Otherwise, they'll start talking about rules and etiquette again.

……

Inside the Cullinan, the driver's side panel fell down.

Jiang Yanci sat casually in the back row, glancing at Ruan Yang beside him, his voice tinged with amusement, "You're practically glued to the window, still holding a grudge?"

Ruan Yang twisted her fingers, "I wouldn't dare."

"It's not that you don't dare to, but that you don't hold grudges."

"No, no, no..."

Ruan Yang looked up to explain, but met her brother's injured eyes.

Jiang Yanci moved closer, his dark eyes reflecting her face. His voice was gentle. "Yangyang, your brother was wrong. How can you forgive him?"

Ruan Yang's heart skipped a beat.

This was the first time her brother had ever spoken to her with such an expression.

She pursed her lips. "...I've never blamed my brother."

The Cullinan drove up to the entrance of Xingcan.

Jiang Yanci lifted his eyelids and looked scrutinizely at the school gate.

The car door opened automatically, and Jiang Yanci made a gesture to get out.

Sensing something, Ruan Yang pressed down on his leg, "...Brother, what are you doing?"

"Take a look at where you usually work."

"No..." Ruan Yang muttered, "Cullinan is already very high-profile, and with your face, it's even more flamboyant."

She still knows how to sweet-talk people.

Jiang Yanci smiled and said, "Okay, I'll pick you up tonight."

Ruan Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

She got out of the car and bumped into Qiao Wei as soon as she reached the door.

The Cullinan's rear windows are tinted, providing excellent privacy and making it impossible to see the people inside. However, the driver can be clearly seen through the windshield.

He was a middle-aged man with a square face.

Qiao Wei raised an eyebrow. "Your boyfriend?"

Ruan Yang thought Qiao Wei was referring to Jiang Yanci, and quickly clarified, "Of course not."

Qiao Wei smiled.

By noon, the whole organization was buzzing with gossip.

—Ruan Yang was kept by an old man; the sugar daddy was old enough to be her father.

"So, the 'brother' Ruan Yang mentioned earlier, was she referring to this old man?"

"Sigh, he's old enough to be her father, how could he possibly bring himself to kiss her?"

Even though it was Qiao Wei who spread the news, she acted like a loving daughter, saying, "Don't say anything more. I believe Yangyang must have her reasons."

No one spoke of Ruan Yang anymore.

Instead, he flattered Qiao Wei, saying, "Don't forget about us after Weiwei marries into the Huo family!"

"Speaking of which, Weiwei's sisters are really lucky. Your sister's boyfriend is the second young master of the Jiang family. From now on, Weiwei will be a valuable connection to our wealthy family!"

"Weiwei, how are we going to get to the banquet today?"

Qiao Wei smiled, her newly done expensive manicure lightly tapping the table, her tone revealing a hint of smugness.

"Ah Shen will come to pick us up at four o'clock in the afternoon."

*

At that time, the Jiang Group.

Jiang Yan declined the 4 o'clock meeting.

Assistant Lu asked cautiously, "President Jiang, do you have other plans for four o'clock?"

Jiang Yanci glanced at him.

"I'm going to pick up Yangyang."

"How's the stylist you asked me to coordinate doing?"

Assistant Lu nodded vigorously:

"It's all arranged. Fiona just returned from the Cannes Film Festival and was planning to take a break, even turning down makeup invitations from actresses at the Star Awards in China. But as soon as she heard it was your sister, Mr. Jiang, she immediately agreed. The jewelry, as you instructed, is from the Owen antique collection auctioned by the British royal family in the last century, a total of three sets. We'll see which one Ms. Ruan prefers at the event."

"Um."

Jiang Yanci's expression was indifferent.

Jiang Zhuo's trip with Qiao Lingling has caused quite a stir, and many people are changing their tune based on the wind. I'm afraid they'll make things difficult for Yang Yang tonight.

He will then announce the identity of Yang Yangjiang's adopted daughter.

He wanted to give her the best in every aspect, from dresses and styling to jewelry.

He wanted to warn these people.

From this day forward...

Ruan Yang was Jiang Yanci's younger sister.

She's just my younger sister.

At this moment, Jiang Yanci had no idea—

At tonight's banquet, he will completely shed his former pretense.

The birthday celebration was held amidst brightly lit downstairs.

But he pinned her against a corner of the dressing room and went mad.