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

Ruan Yang's heart was filled with turbulent waves.

But she dared not hesitate.

The sword of Damocles hangs over her head, and she can no longer afford to make any mistakes.

Her legs were weak.

My heels felt like they were glued to the floor, and I couldn't lift them off the ground.

Jiang Yanci stood tall and straight, glancing down at her, but showing no intention of yielding to her.

She gripped Jiang Yanci's clothes tightly, barely managing to sit up and reach his face.

Her gaze fell on those thin, pink lips, which were pressed into a straight line.

Ruan Yang was kissed by those two lips countless times.

But now, when she was asked to initiate a kiss, her head was spinning.

Everything that had happened during that time flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

How exactly did she and her older brother gradually end up in this situation?

Her head was spinning, and she couldn't think of anything.

She dared not hesitate any longer, tilted her head back, and placed a kiss on that sharp jaw.

Her lips were so soft that they were deformed from the slightest touch.

This was the first time she had taken the initiative to kiss someone; her heart was filled with nervousness and shyness.

It touched it briefly, then quickly moved away.

Just as her slender fingers were about to loosen their grip on her clothes, her waist was pressed down once again.

The strong arm lifted her up with force, almost single-handedly.

Ruan Yang's heart skipped a beat as she met Jiang Yanci's dark eyes.

He spoke, "Yangyang, it's a kiss."

Some crude words came out of the mouth of her upright and honest elder brother, and Ruan Yang's heart trembled, feeling a sense of unreality.

If this is a nightmare, please let her wake up soon.

Ruan Yang dared not show any sign of resistance.

Her memories have now been altered by Jiang Yanci through hypnosis.

They are lovers, they are a couple.

No one would resist kissing their lover.

Ruan Yang closed her eyes, raised her head, and offered her rosy lips to Jiang Yanci's lips.

But Jiang Yanci avoided it.

Ruan Yang opened her eyes, her watery gaze filled with confusion.

Jiang Yanci glanced at her. "Who am I?"

Ruan Yang's red lips parted slightly, "...Big Brother."

Jiang Yanci didn't speak, but his eyes narrowed, as if he thought Ruan Yang's answer was wrong.

"...Brother," Ruan Yang whispered again.

"wrong."

"Banquet, banquet farewell."

"That's not right either." Jiang Yanci leaned down, his captivating eyes gazing tenderly at the little girl in his arms. "Yangyang, call me husband."

……husband.

Under the moonlight, Ruan Yang's already rosy cheeks turned completely red.

She never imagined she would use those two words to address her older brother.

The fingertips that landed on her lower back tapped lightly, like a merciless timer, and Ruan Yang inexplicably thought of the cats in the pet store.

When a kitten gets impatient, it will wag its tail.

Ruan Yang didn't know at first.

Thinking that wagging its tail is a friendly gesture, just like a puppy, it recklessly went to pet it.

As a result, she got scratched by the kitten.

Ruan Yang felt a little palpitated and subconsciously pursed her lips.

Jiang Yanci's gaze was fixed on the two lips.

She had applied a glossy, mirror-like lip gloss in the morning, but now there wasn't much color left, revealing her original light pink. With a gentle purse, a hint of deep red appeared, a beautiful shade that even luxury lipstick designers couldn't achieve.

The little girl's lips moved.

From his perspective, he could see the soft, moist tongue curled up inside the sandalwood mouth.

A soft, gentle voice sounded in my ear, "...Husband."

Ruan Yang said those two words with embarrassment.

It was just two Chinese characters, but she seemed to have used all her strength. Her silk dress clung to her sweaty body, easily soaking the thin fabric.

It was already very late at night.

Ruan Yang thought that today's punishment could end and breathed a small sigh of relief.

Before she could exhale completely, her waist was tightly gripped.

She was pulled into his hormone-fueled embrace without reservation, and a fierce kiss immediately followed.

The kiss was like a sudden downpour after a long, sluggish day.

Before Ruan Yang could react, Jiang Yanci parted her lips and their teeth intertwined.

Ruan Yang's eyes widened.

The older brother is kissing her.

He kissed her while fully conscious, posing as Jiang Yanci.

A tingling, electric-like sensation shot up my back, my legs completely lost their strength, and my breathing became unsteady.

If not for being held tightly by strong hands, she would have been like a puddle of liquid, melting onto the beautiful carpet.

Gradually, kisses landed on her snowy neck.

His burning lips rubbed against her collarbone, his indistinct voice and the heat spraying onto her neck.

"Baby, did that Italian man touch this place?"

"……No."

"And here?"

"no."

Until those lips enveloped her earlobe, "Here."

No, no.

"Little liar." Jiang Yanci's voice was tender, yet tinged with coldness. He bit her thin, red earlobe with his canine teeth. "I saw it. He kissed you here."

"Ugh, no..."

Ruan Yang bit her lip tightly. The unfamiliar brother frightened her, and tears welled up in her eyes again. "I didn't run into him."

"Is that so?" Jiang Yanci said calmly, his slender fingers wrapping around the back of her neck, the sound of buttons being undone being particularly clear in the night.

The blue hues of the night reflected the icy, jade-like skin in my arms, a beauty so captivating it stirred a destructive urge within me.

Jiang Yanci's heartstrings were taut, his palms clenched together.

Her lips followed suit, "And here?"

Ruan Yang's body suddenly tensed up, and tears welled up in her unfocused eyes, streaming down her cheeks.

Her hand seemed to be trying to grab something; her fingers swept across the ornaments on the cherry wood cabinet behind Jiang Yanci, and they fell down with a clatter.

It was like fireworks exploding in the quiet night.

The sound startled Yao Jinzhi.

Yao Jinzhi hadn't slept well for two nights. Hearing the sounds from Ruan Yang's room, she knew Ruan Yang was still awake, so she put on her clothes and knocked on her door.

She's been very busy lately and hasn't chatted with Yangyang for a while.

Of course, Yao Jinzhi also had her own selfish motives.

She wanted to subtly inquire about Yangyang's relationship with Jiang Yanci.

The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that the figure in the bridal shop was Ruan Yang.

Looking at all the wealthy families in Beijing and Hong Kong, who doesn't know that Ruan Yang is Jiang Zhuo's fiancée? If she were to be with Yan Ci, how much gossip would she receive?

But that's not what Yao Jinzhi is worried about.

She was afraid that Yangyang wasn't doing it willingly.

Yao Jinzhi knew that her outstanding eldest son was skilled in hypnosis.

No one would be unafraid of such an ability.

Even her own son.

She witnessed firsthand how Jiang Yanci, at the age of nineteen, hypnotized a shareholder of the Jiang Corporation who wanted to seize power in his office, and tricked him into committing suicide by cutting his wrists.

Fresh blood gushed from her veins, as if from a severed artery, splattering onto Yao Jinzhi, who was standing at the door.

As a mother, she didn't want Yan Ci to be involved in any deaths.

So she dialed 120 and saved the shareholder.

When the call connected, Jiang Yanci turned around and saw her.

Separated by a door, Yao Jinzhi met those indifferent eyes, yet her whole body trembled.

What caused the eldest son to show no emotional fluctuation even when he instigated others to commit suicide?

She felt guilty and scared.

She begged Jiang Yanci to stop using that ability.

Jiang Yanci agreed to her request.

Yao Jinzhi understands her son; he appears gentle and gentlemanly, but few can truly enter his heart.

Ruan Yang was the only exception; Yan Ci treated her very well.

They were as close as sisters.

This caused Yao Jinzhi to overlook many details.

Thinking about it now sends a chill down my spine.

Why did Jiang Yanci suddenly want to develop the European market after Ruan Yang and Jiang Zhuo got together?

Why has he returned so few times in the past four years?

Why did Jiang Yanci, who had already said he wouldn't come back for the Lunar New Year, hastily apply for a flight back to China after learning that Ruan Yang had a fever?

That's not the look you should have.

Ruan Yang's resignation from the banquet stemmed only from his dependence on and respect for his elder brother.

If her suspicions were true, Yan Ci used hypnosis to deceive Yang Yang.

How can she face Yangyang?

Therefore, she needs to have a good talk with Ruan Yang.

If Yangyang truly loves Yanci, she will never stop her.

"Knock knock knock—"

Outside the oak door, Yao Jinzhi's voice rang out, "Yangyang, are you asleep?"

When Ruan Yang heard Yao Jinzhi's voice, it was as if she had grasped a lifeline.

He replied almost immediately after speaking, "Not yet."

Ms. Yao will stop her brother from going crazy.

Ruan Yang thought to himself.

But the next second, the sound of tearing fabric filled the air.

Ruan Yang trembled as her soft body was easily pressed down onto her light pink princess bed by a firm body.

A deep, slightly hoarse voice sounded in my ear.

"Yangyang, do you want Ms. Yao to see us like this?"