Just as Wen Yu's expression was becoming subtle, he heard her chuckle softly: "Alright, I'm not joking with you anymore, I have things to do. Sister has to go."
Outside the door, someone had just passed by, and she had already heard their footsteps.
After speaking, she was about to leave, but Wen Yu just watched her silently without stopping her. As she opened the door to leave, he heard a voice from behind:
"So, joking, did you take me as a toy for your amusement?"
Ruan Yiyi paused in her steps. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and when she turned back to look at him, her lips curved in a faint smile, and she spoke seriously, word by word: "A toy? Little brother, you're exaggerating. To me, you're just a brother."
Just a brother...
After saying that, she didn't linger anymore and left directly.
And Wen Yu's originally clear and pure eyes instantly turned as if a storm had swept through, dark and oppressive, like a tornado rolling in April.
Just a brother?
Only a brother.
