"How do you know?" Chen Huan asked in surprise, as if her brother had eavesdropped on their conversation.

Damn it!

When she asked this, wasn't it the same as admitting that Qin Huan had said that?

As soon as he finished speaking, he met the man's evil and scrutinizing gaze, and realized belatedly that he had let the cat out of the bag.

Seeing her nervous expression, Fu Siyan released his arms and chuckled, "She often says this when she complains to the two elders in the family."

After saying that, he walked over to the sofa and sat down, his eyes falling on the uneaten durian on the coffee table.

Before he could fully come to his senses, he saw that the situation was not good. Without thinking too much, Shen Huan rushed over.

Fu Siyan had just stretched out his hand when the little girl had already grabbed the food box containing durian.

"I'll go down and throw it away right away."

"Well, actually, there are two more in the fridge."

His voice was as small as a mosquito, fearing that his brother would explode at the next moment, Shen Huan continued before he could speak:

"You, don't be angry, I'll throw them all away, and then I'll clean up the refrigerator for you."

In order to show her sincerity in repentance, Shen Huan finished speaking and was about to stand up with the box in her arms, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her over.

"I'm so lowly now, aren't I? You'd rather throw things away than give me a piece of it?"

Chen Huan: “???”

What is my brother talking about? Is the “thing” he is talking about durian?

Is he sure he wants to eat durian?

There were black question marks all over her little head. While Shen Huan was still wondering if she was hallucinating, the man had already picked up the half-eaten piece of fruit and put it into his mouth.

Shen Huan: “!!!”

Not only are her ears damaged, but her eyesight is also blurry?

“Brother, you…you!”

Shen Huan was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Looking at her look of having seen a ghost, Fu Siyan's expression cracked for a moment, then he pursed his lips and said:

"I'm not home these past two days. Did you see some handsome guy outside and fall in love with someone else? Are you so heartbroken to eat a piece of your durian?"

What the man said seemed quite plausible, even with a hint of grievance. Shen Huan was completely confused.

"No," she scratched her hair and began to explain incoherently, "Brother, don't you hate durian the most?"

"Who said that? Qin Huan again?" Fu Siyan raised his eyebrows leisurely.

"That girl is always good at making up stories about me. You can believe her other words, but don't believe what she says about me."

"Is that so?" The situation changed so quickly that Shen Huan couldn't digest it for a moment.

"Hmm!" Fu Siyan took over the conversation as if it was a matter of course.

"I've never eaten durian before. I don't even know if I like it. How would she know? Didn't I just try it?"

Yes, durian doesn’t smell or taste very good, but it tastes completely different.

Maybe my brother just hates the taste of durian. I think what the man said makes sense. Shen Huan nodded thoughtfully, "So what do you think, brother?"

It's really hard to eat, but not as bad as I imagined.

"It's okay." Fu Siyan replied seriously.

"Durian tastes better the more you eat it. When I took my first bite, I thought it was just okay, but after a few more bites, I couldn't stop."

The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she gave the remaining piece in the box to Fu Siyan without any hesitation.

"Brother, you eat."

Then, Dadada kicked his short legs and went to the refrigerator to take out the last two pieces she had in stock.

Fu Siyan: “…”

Okay, eat! It won’t kill you anyway.

Perhaps it was because the storm that she had thought had subsided, or perhaps it was because her brother had the same hobbies and interests as her.

The little girl who looked listless and waiting to be punished not long ago is now in a very happy mood.

Pulling a man to share the durian together gives me a sense of accomplishment, just like dragging him into a pit.

I don’t know if her words had a psychological effect on him, but the thing that looked like shit to Fu Siyan before seemed to taste better and better the more he ate it, and even tasted sweet.

Looking at the little girl next to him with a bright smile on her face, at this moment, he seemed to suddenly understand why she could cater to Zhou Jingxiu's taste for more than ten years.

It turns out that people really love the person they love and everything in him.

Just thinking about how deeply she loved that idiot Zhou Jingxiu, the veins on Fu Siyan's forehead started throbbing.

Is her liking and trust for him just because of his identity as her "brother"?

Is it possible that a little of it is because of who he is?

Thinking about how the little girl subconsciously stepped back as soon as he stretched out his hand, with a look of fear on her face about getting beaten, the little bit of optimism that Fu Siyan had just felt in his heart disappeared instantly.

By the time she regains her memory, he will be completely finished.

Not to mention, that night at the bar, he also...

Although she did it voluntarily afterwards, the premise was that he had deceived her.

or……