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

Jiang Yanci clenched his fingers, and when he realized that his head was bowing, he suddenly turned his face away, hovering a finger's width away from Ruan Yang.

He would go along with Ruan Yang's wishes in everything, but not in this matter.

"No means no," he said.

Ever since Ruan Yang asked to be with Jiang Zhuo on her eighteenth birthday, Jiang Yanci has been determined to treat her only as his younger sister.

She got married, and he saw her off.

She passed away, and he closed the coffin.

But Ruan Yang didn't think so.

Her hands gripped Jiang Yanci's clothes tightly. In her mind, not only did Xia Weier's death flash by, but she also saw Old Xia stabbing Jiang Yanci before jumping into the river to commit suicide.

The whole society was in uproar.

Jiang's stock price plummeted.

In an effort to stabilize the stock price, Jiang Yanci worked despite his injury, only to be confronted by angry netizens who blocked the entrance of the Jiang Group building, demanding an apology from him.

Even Yao Jinzhi sighed and lamented, "If Yan Ci had agreed to Wei'er's request back then, this tragedy wouldn't have happened."

Xia Wei'er is pitiful.

Old Xia is always pitiful.

Jiang Yanci did nothing wrong, yet he was stabbed, and no one felt sorry for him.

What helped the Jiang family escape this public opinion crisis was Jiang Zhuo's achievement in the F1 Moroccan Grand Prix, earning him the title of "Pride of the Nation."

The plot is really cruel to her brother, she thought.

Ruan Yang, seemingly drawing on some incredible strength, grabbed Jiang Yanci's shirt with one hand and placed her thumb on the corner of his lips with the other, then suddenly tilted her head back and kissed him.

Good news: They kissed.

Bad news: ...they kissed.

Ruan Yang used too much force, and the soft touch came through her lips.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she forgot to breathe.

Ah, I ran into him.

The older brother's lips touched hers.

The teacher is wrong!

That way they'll kiss...

Ruan Yang's face turned bright red, and she even forgot to breathe. Her eyes widened, like a frightened cat, and she leaned back.

Just as she was about to fall, Jiang Yanci caught her by the waist.

A clap of thunder sounded outside the window.

Gardenia blossoms are falling in large swaths.

The fragrance is so strong it's impossible to shake off; it's incredibly pleasant.

"Holy crap! Jiang Yanci, you're actually serious?"

Xia Wei'er's voice startled a tree full of gardenias into falling.

Then, the video call ended.

Ruan Yang snapped out of her daze, her heart pounding wildly.

She didn't even look at her brother's expression, shoved him aside, and ran out of the practice room.

She ran into Song Lejiao, who said something to her, but she didn't hear it. She ran all the way back to her bedroom and crawled under the covers.

But the sensation on my lips is still there.

It was a little cool and dry, but soft.

No matter how fast she runs, it seems like you can't shake her off.

She was afraid that she would be sold to Africa the next day.

Ruan Yang cried, feeling wronged.

She meant well, but she messed it up herself.

She hid under the covers, shivering.

My phone suddenly lit up.

Ruan Yang had somehow joined a group chat for rich second-generation kids from Beijing and Hong Kong. No one spoke there, and she'd forgotten to mute them.

But at this time, news kept coming in.

She glanced at her phone, and her face suddenly turned deathly pale.

[Xia Weier]: Jiang Zhuo, what's going on with your brother?

Below is a photo.

This is a screenshot from the video call just now.

Ruan Yang was so startled that she dropped her phone onto the bed.

In the photo, she sits on Jiang Yanci's lap, her arms wrapped around his neck, only her bright red ears and slightly raised chin are visible.

Jiang Yanci's features were clearly visible under the light.

Her long, dark eyelashes drooped, and her usually aloof and cold eyes held a hint of inexplicable desire.

The group chat exploded instantly.

[Chu Tian]: Is this Brother Yan?

[Jiang Zhuo]: Is it AI?

[Xia Weier]: Love my ass! When your brother was in the meeting just now, it wasn't a cat meowing at all, he was on a date with a woman!

[Jiang Zhuo]: How is that possible?

[Xia Weier]: Believe it or not, I just made a video call, and that woman said it herself! She said that your brother pressed down on her during a meeting, hurting her, and she cried and begged him to rub it.

Ruan Yang's face turned white then red, then red then white again.

These were all her words.

But it sounds strange coming from Xia Weier's mouth...

[Zhong Lili]: Holy crap? This is so exciting?

[Chu Tian]: An old man taking a bite, an old house catching fire, your brother is something else @Jiang Zhuo

[Liao Beiyi]: You have a sister-in-law now @Jiang Zhuo

[Xia Weier]: @Jiang Zhuo, didn't you say your brother was single?! I almost became the other woman!

……

It seems that Xia Weier has no intention of continuing to pursue Jiang Yanci.

This is the only good news.

Ruan Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

My older brother knows, so he probably won't blame her anymore.

Just thinking about the sensation of their lips touching, Ruan Yang's face burned, and her body felt strange.

She had imagined many scenarios for her first kiss, but she never expected it to be with Jiang Yanci.

Ugh, I can't think about it anymore.

Ruan Yang patted her face, trying to forget the kiss she had just shared.

But the human brain isn't a computer; it can't be deleted with a single click.

Ruan Yang took a shower, but couldn't fall asleep, so she went to the balcony to get some fresh air.

Unexpectedly, she saw Song Lejiao making a phone call in the garden.

"Lingling, how's your relationship with Young Master Jiang going? I saw you two kissing! Ruan Yang cried so hard tonight, she must have seen it on WeChat Moments and cried her eyes out, haha!"

"Le Jiao, don't say that."

Qiao Lingling's voice came from the speaker.

Her voice was sweet, like sugar water.

"I was also surprised when A-Zhu kissed me. It was probably just... a kiss between friends, nothing more."

"Who says Zhang Fei and Liu Bei wouldn't kiss? He must like you!"

Qiao Lingling seemed shy. "Jiaojiao, keep your voice down. Azhuo is taking a shower in the bathroom."

"Wait, your room's bathroom?"

"Hmm... It's peak season now, and the hotel only has one double room left, so Ah Zhuo and I are sharing it."

Song Lejiao screamed.

"Baby, what are you waiting for? Put on that killer man-slaying nightgown I gave you, I don't believe Jiang Zhuo won't react!"

Qiao Ling's voice became even more shy.

"When we were taking pictures at the beach today, I was wearing the bikini you bought me and sitting next to him. He seemed to have a rather... strong reaction."

Ruan Yang silently closed the balcony door and returned to her room.

In the blink of an eye, her phone received 12 messages.

There were ten messages from my mother.

She urged him to go abroad and force him to have sex with Jiang Zhuosheng, hoping to gain status through his son.

Ruan Yang did not reply.

She then opened the video sent by Chen Xiaomei.

The video was short; it was her and her mother thanking her.

Chen Xiaomei: "Ms. Ruan, thank you for lending me 10 yuan. The doctor has already arranged surgery for my mother."

Mrs. Chen: "Thank you, my Xiaomei has caused you trouble."

Looking at the mother and daughter nestled together, Ruan Yang's eyes stung with tears.

She replied: 【Wishing Auntie a speedy recovery.】

In addition, there is one unread message.

She's a matchmaker from a dating platform. I asked her when she was free, because there's a social event this weekend.

Ruan Yang thought.

Let's wait until she and Jiang Zhuo officially break up.

She never expected this day to come so soon.

……

The next morning, Ruan Yang received an interview invitation from a children's ballet institution.

Ruan Yang applied to this nationally renowned dance institution on a whim, but to her surprise, her dance piece was accepted.

Ruan Yang took this interview very seriously.

The HR representative who contacted her said that they still needed to see her dance in person.

Ruan Yang packed her performance costume into her suitcase, skipped breakfast, and arranged for a makeup artist to do her full makeup.

The interview went smoothly.

It's not summer or winter vacation now, so there aren't many classes. It's 21 hours of teaching per week, and the base salary is 6000 yuan.

Ruan Yang agreed.

After the interview, Ruan Yang took out her phone, wanting to post on her WeChat Moments that she had found a new job.

But then I saw a bunch of missed messages on my phone.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Just then, Jiang Zhuo called.

"Ruan Yang, you've run away from home?"

"No, I'm here for an interview."

"An interview? Don't be ridiculous. Who would hire a delicate girl like you? Didn't you complain about how tiring it was and refuse to continue when you were in the theater troupe?"

"no!"

Ruan Yang was getting a little anxious.

She wasn't complaining about being tired; it was because someone in the theater troupe was harassing her.

Before each performance, her male partner would always make unwanted physical advances.

She wanted to complain to the group leader.

But her male partner looked at her strangely, "Miss, don't you know that helping your male partner relieve himself before going on stage is the female partner's duty?"