Su Chen's words brought her a measure of comfort, but she yearned for more reassurance. From childhood, he had been the pillar of her world. With their father rarely present, her young heart had come to see Su Chen not just as a brother, but as a father figure as well.
Long ago, she had vowed to herself that she would never leave his side.
"Of course it's true! You're my dearest sister. Who else would I cherish if not you?" Su Chen chuckled softly, reaching out to playfully flick her nose.
Ye Rou pouted slightly, her newly developed figure wriggling restlessly in his arms. "I've told you before," she protested, "don't flick my nose! It'll crook!"
Shaking his head in amusement, Su Chen cupped her cheeks in his hands. "Alright, no flicking. How about I just pinch your little cheeks instead?"
"I'm not little anymore!" Ye Rou retorted, her voice laced with mock indignation.
