Even though separated by a screen, it felt like someone was gripping his throat. The sensation was so real that, for a moment, it seemed like his heartbeat stopped.
Yan Song's large hand reached over, and then—everything went dark...
"Second sister, did big brother find out about us? Oh no, oh no, he's definitely going to kill me... What do I do?" Yan Xing was like an ant on a hot pan, flustered and frantic.
"Now you're scared, but what about before?" Yan Hua looked at her amused.
Yan Xing suddenly widened her eyes: "Big brother doesn't know it was me who did it. As long as I don't admit it, what can he do to me?"
Acting like a rascal.
"You know who big brother is. If he wants to find out, can you still hide it from him? If he finds out you intentionally kept it from him, you'll be in even more trouble."
"Ah... What should I do then?" Yan Xing became anxious.
