Seeing this, Brother Zhong’s heart skipped a beat; he knew that the last thing Yuk Weiyin liked to hear was that she had to live at the Yuk Family’s mercy.
"Weiwei, that’s not what I meant, I just... I’m just afraid that your sister’s appearance might affect your relationship with the Yuk Family," Brother Zhong explained with some nervousness.
Seeing that Yuk Weiyin still looked displeased, he continued to explain, "Think about it, you’ve been living with Uncle Yuk and Han Xing for five years, you’re family now. But you’ve only met your sister twice. What if her presence negatively affects your relationship with them? What will you do then?"
At his words, Weiyin’s face showed hesitation.
Brother Zhong, seizing the moment, persisted, "I’ve also heard that your sister’s character isn’t exactly good. I’m not saying you shouldn’t acknowledge her as your sister, but just don’t be too nice to her, and don’t give her the chance to depend on the Yuk Family."
"Of course not," Weiyin immediately responded when she heard this, "I recognize her as my sister because she is my sister, but the Yuk Family has nothing to do with this, and I certainly won’t let her cause any trouble for the Yuk Family."
"Besides, if she really does something wrong or starts harboring inappropriate thoughts, I, as her older sister, will naturally teach and guide her. It’s impossible to simply disown her or treat her as a stranger."
After hearing Weiyin’s words and seeing her gentle yet stubborn demeanor, Brother Zhong had no thoughts of rebuke left. He sighed softly and wrapped his arms around her waist, "Alright, alright, as you wish. You always think too highly of everyone. How do you know that just a word or two from you will... your sister..."
Weiyin shot Brother Zhong a glance, "Are you still going on about this?"
Seeing this, Brother Zhong didn’t continue, "Okay, I’ll stop. Our great author is so capable, of course you have your own ways of teaching. I’m looking forward to the day you successfully educate your sister."
Weiyin, satisfied at last, didn’t pursue the topic and instead started on another one, "Did you just say that I have to live under the Yuk Family’s thumb and watch people’s faces?"
Seeing her settling the score, Brother Zhong went stiff, then helplessly said, "But that’s exactly what you said."
"Isn’t that what you meant?" Weiyin argued, and without even looking at Brother Zhong, brushed off the hand that was wrapped around her waist.
"I was wrong, I was wrong. You, our talented author, don’t need to watch anyone’s face; it’s everyone else that has to watch yours," Brother Zhong stubbornly clung to Weiyin’s waist, pulling her close, "See, don’t I have to watch your face?"
Weiyin huffed, "You, Brother Zhong, don’t need to watch anyone’s face."
Watching her act this way, Brother Zhong felt as if his heart was being stolen. He leaned in close to Weiyin’s ear and whispered, "But you aren’t just anyone, you’re my girlfriend. Of course, I have to watch your face."
After saying this, he suddenly moved closer and stole a kiss on Weiyin’s cheek.
"What are you doing? There are people here," Weiyin, her face flushed, glanced at a passing figure and symbolically pushed him away.
"Why can’t I kiss my girlfriend..." Brother Zhong trailed off and turned his head to watch the person who had just walked by.
He felt that the person looked familiar, but couldn’t recall where he had seen him before.
Back to her composed demeanor, Weiyin noticed Brother Zhong staring at the person who had walked away and asked in a low voice, "What is it?"
"I just feel like, that person looks familiar."