Chapter 453: Chapter 450
He slowly raised his gaze, looking toward the figure ahead.
Wen Xian walked to a spot near the window, stopped, pulled out a chair, removed her coat and draped it over a nearby chair before sitting down.
Today, she wore a black, tight-fitting turtleneck sweater that, despite her slender figure, endowed her with an aura of aloofness.
Indeed, having not seen her for a long time, she had no idea what her younger brother, now seventeen, was like—neither old nor young, some aspects of his character must have already formed.
The young man came over and sat opposite her.
Wen Xian looked at him, a touch of complexity flashing in her eyes.
It must be said, he bore a few resemblances to her.
He had fair skin, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and gentle facial contours.
“What’s this, I provide for your food, drink, and schooling, and you don’t even know to call me sister when you see me?”
Wen Xian looked at his silent demeanor, her eyes earnest as she asked.
At these words, the youth’s expression subtly changed, his partially obscured eyes slowly lifting as he clenched a cup beside him, his fingers turning somewhat white.
It seemed her opening statement had struck a chord with him.
But now, he seemed to finally muster the courage to look steadily at her, and with a youthful voice said, “Sister, I’ve actually wanted to see you for a long time, but I… I had no reason before, and I didn’t want you to misunderstand…”
As he grew older, the things his sister had experienced during their childhood were not forgotten by him; rather, they were deeply etched in his memory.
As he spoke, he slightly wiped his eyes, and on his fair face, somewhat hesitant, he added:
“That day I went home and saw the message mom sent you, I know you didn’t respond, but I want to tell you, you don’t need to worry too much about my future. I’m a boy, you can buy your own house, and I can too in the future. So, just ignore what mom said.”
During his speech, Wen Xian just watched him, noting every move he made.
She could naturally see the awkwardness, shame, and embarrassment the youth felt because of what their mother had said, with the knuckles holding the cup turning slightly white.
Her eyes deepened slightly, “What, isn’t that what you think?”
The youth quickly rebutted, his eyes showing an indescribable stubbornness and resolve.
The complexity in her eyes was hard to discern.
Frankly, she was surprised that her brother could speak such words, as in her speculation, she was once a woman with antisocial tendencies, and her brother should not have turned out much better.
After all, how could someone grow up in such a family?
Wen Xian spoke again, pausing slightly in tone, “Wen Yu, even if mother said that, I wouldn’t buy you a house. You’re right, I also think that it’s your own matter.”
She was wealthy and owned many properties, but she had earned them through her own efforts.
Indulging a child, in her view, was harming them.
Upon hearing this, Wen Yu’s eyelashes trembled slightly, it was unclear what he was thinking, but he eventually said, “I came here only to tell you two things. The first, I wanted to say that it was mother’s idea, not mine. The second thing…”
He slowly raised his gaze, looking at her, and earnestly said one word at a time, “I hope that man treats you with love and wish you happiness.”