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

Ruan Yang froze.

Hasn't she already successfully forgotten Jiang Zhuo? Why does her brother still need to hypnotize her?

No, this time my brother's instructions are no longer to treat him as Jiang Zhuo.

What does he mean by marriage...?

A dense multitude of questions intertwined like a thick white fog, filling my mind and creating a brief blank.

Jiang Yanci, her brother, someone she had always respected as an elder, was now demanding that she love him and marry him...

Ruan Yang is not a professional actor, and besides, even a professional actor would find it difficult to handle the current situation.

"No……"

This time, Ruan Yang did not comply. She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yanci, "...You are my brother."

Jiang Yanci's eyes were filled with intense emotion.

He sensed Ruan Yang's resistance.

My teacher said that hypnosis is not a panacea; it cannot make people go against their core will.

If commands are forcibly given, the hypnotized person will either wake up on the spot or fall into severe mental breakdown.

His teacher had warned him.

"Yanci, you must be careful with every hypnosis session, especially with those close to you. A cause and effect can be difficult to reverse once the words are out; matters of the heart should never be forced."

You can't force it.

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Yanci's eyes.

But why does he insist on forcing it?

Are you expecting him to just stand by and watch Ruan Yang be lured away by a womanizing, promiscuous Italian?

He was not a feudal patriarch and was always open-minded towards his younger siblings.

Even if Yangyang said today that she wanted to fall in love with that Italian white man, he probably wouldn't stop her.

But she was referring to marriage.

Spoiling a child is like killing him.

He couldn't just sit idly by when faced with a rebellious teenager.

Men outside always use sweet words to deceive naive and pretty young girls into falling in love.

Yangyang is too naive, too well protected by him, and too trusting of others, like a little lamb that can be coveted at any time.

He should have protected her under his body much earlier.

No one in this world loves her more than I do.

Jiang Yanci said patiently, "Yangyang, I've never been your biological brother. We can get married."

Ruan Yang's mind was in turmoil.

She shook her head, "...I have someone I like."

"That Italian man?"

Jiang Yanci regarded her resistance as normal.

Even when hypnotized, people retain common sense.

The little girl called him "brother" for seven years, and she really treated him like a brother.

As the hypnotic instructions clashed with common sense, she reacted with resistance, just as he had anticipated.

"Yes..." Ruan Yang's lips trembled, "Ke Yun is a very good person, but what I said just now was out of anger. I won't abandon my family for her, brother..."

Ruan Yang tried to make amends.

She guessed that her older brother must have been provoked by what she had just said, because she said she would not come back and did not want her brother.

Her brother was worried that she would be deceived, so he married her to keep her in the family.

Yes, that must be it.

Jiang Yanci moved unhurriedly, pushing open the metal cigarette case with his fingertips. The specially made cigarette was lit at his fingertips, emitting a quiet sandalwood scent. A wisp of smoke enveloped the area, forming a thin veil in the night.

Ruan Yang's heart skipped a beat.

She knew that these were cigarettes her brother used to enhance hypnosis.

Through the smoke, Jiang Yanci's deep voice rang out, "Does Yangyang love her brother?"

"...love".

Ruan Yang nodded slightly.

She felt that the older brother in front of her was very dangerous.

She was wrong. She shouldn't have said such hurtful things on purpose so that her brother could meet Ke Yun.

"I only said that because I wanted my brother to meet Ke Yun. Don't be angry."

She grabbed his arm somewhat ingratiatingly, trying to get him to end the hypnosis.

Jiang Yanci did not answer.

The moon was obscured by leaden clouds, the room was quiet enough, and the light sensor was turned off.

The scarlet glint at Jiang Yanci's fingertips became the only source of light, like a will-o'-the-wisp, faintly and eerily reflected in his narrow eyes.

His thin lips held a cigarette, as if he had taken a deep drag.

Just when Ruan Yang thought her brother had come to his senses, a large palm suddenly grasped the back of her head.

Those slightly cool lips pressed against her lips.

The strong smoke of tobacco, mixed with sandalwood, entered her mouth, making her eyes red and irritated, and she wanted to cough.

But Jiang Yanci's lips were pressed against hers, not giving her any chance to breathe.

There was no tenderness, just a forceful transfer of the hypnotic smoke into her body.

The smoke felt like it was trying to penetrate my lungs, burning hot.

No matter how much Ruan Yang sobbed and begged for mercy, Jiang Yanci remained serious and indifferent.

This sight made Ruan Yang tremble.

He thought back to the day Jiang Zhuo was caught by his older brother in Las Vegas and made to kneel on the cobblestones; his older brother had the same serious expression on his face.

This is a punishment.

The punishment for her abandoning her brother for a man.

Ruan Yang's eyes were already brimming with tears, like pearls in the dark night, streaming down her face.

I was choked and frightened.

Just as she was on the verge of suffocation, her survival instinct made her bite Jiang Yanci's lips.

Jiang Yanci finally let go of her.

Ruan Yang was like a fish out of water, panting heavily. Her porcelain-white face was tinged with a light pink of rose, and her trembling chest rose and fell, making her both beautiful and pitiful.

Jiang Yanci's expression was gentle, but his lower lip was tinged with blood.

But he seemed to feel no pain at all.

He lowered his gaze, his slender fingers landing on Ruan Yang's eye, wiping away her tears.

Ruan Yang once felt that her gentle and loving older brother had returned.

But the next sentence plunged her into despair.

Jiang Yanci said softly, "Yangyang, you're being so naughty. Did you lie to your brother all this time? Tell your brother, do you still remember Jiang Zhuo?"

Ruan Yang felt a chill run down her spine.

She finally realized that if she continued to resist, her brother, being so intelligent, would definitely discover the truth.

If hypnosis fails, does that mean the plot cannot be changed?

Does this also mean that she and her older brother are destined to die?

Ruan Yang was enveloped in the fragrance of cedar and sandalwood, infused with the unique scent of Jiang Yanci.

She stopped resisting and obediently raised her eyes in a daze.

"I...I don't remember..."

Jiang Yanci chuckled softly.

Ruan Yang was puzzled and felt uneasy.

The next second, she was pulled into a familiar embrace, and a deep voice, like the forked tongue of a viper, rang in her ear.

"Yangyang, from this moment on, in your memory, we are a loving couple. You trust me, rely on me, and love me deeply. Do you understand?"

Ruan Yang suppressed the trembling in her heart and put on her usual obedient appearance.

"...I've got it."

"Good girl."

Jiang Yanci's hand landed on her waist, his fingers slightly bent, his fingertips gently touching her porcelain-white skin exposed outside her pink dress.

A moment later, his voice broke the thick darkness of the night, carrying a hint of forceful command.

"Yangyang, kiss me."