Cui Shenghe sighed and said, "That's just human nature. Zhao Yun knows that Zhizhi cares about her, so I'm worried that she'll use this kinship to coerce Zhizhi."

If she really uses sisterly affection to pressure me, I might agree to her request.

This would change the relationship between me and Zhizhi, and would also allow Zhao Yun to achieve her goal.

Therefore, I absolutely cannot let Zhao Yun stay, nor can I help her. I must nip her in the bud from the very beginning.”

Cui Shenghe rolled his eyes at him helplessly, "One is influenced by one's company. You've followed me for so many years, why hasn't your comprehension improved at all?"

Cui Jiu chuckled twice and scratched his head sheepishly.

Cui Shenghe told Cui Jiu to rest for a while, while he himself laid out paper and brushes and began to draw.

A moment later, the copper bell at the door rang again, breaking the tranquility of Cui Shenghe's painting.

He irritably put down his brush, walked to the door, and guessed that Zhao Yun might have returned again.

“Li’er”.

A familiar voice came from inside, a voice full of warmth and intimacy.

Cui Shenghe opened the door with a creak, and saw a woman standing outside, her face hidden by a large veil.

But just from that voice, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.

He stared at the newcomer with some disbelief.

The woman gently removed her veil, revealing a face strikingly similar to Cui Jiao's.

Those eyebrows, those features, are a carbon copy of Cui Jiao.

Cui Shenghe recognized the person. It was Cui Mi, Cui Jiao's twin sister.

Cui Shenghe looked at her, his heart filled with a mixture of shock and emotion, and before he knew it, his eyes were wet.

He walked over slowly and called out softly, "Auntie."

Cui Shenghe's voice trembled slightly.

Cui Mi stretched out her arms, wanting to embrace Cui Shenghe, but he dodged her.

She awkwardly withdrew her hand and laughed, "Auntie forgot, we haven't seen each other for ten years. Our Li'er has grown up and knows how to be shy now."