My Brother's Doll-Like Little Sister

Out of kindness, I agreed to look after a friend's little sister. Unexpectedly, this little beauty grew in a way that touched my heart in every aspect, just like a doll. Since that's the ca...

The banquet held in Chapter 243

The banquet held in Chapter 243

Lin Yi'an had just gotten up and hadn't even finished dressing when he hurriedly went to his younger sister's room.

The little girl was fast asleep in the room, so he wandered around looking for any trace of Mo Ziyuan, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Seemingly awakened by the noise, the little girl rubbed her eyes and started sweetly calling for her brother even before her eyes were fully open.

Lin Yi'an immediately went to his younger sister, his eyes shining.

"Baby."

Upon hearing Lin Yi'an's voice, Lin Yiluo paused for a moment before opening her eyes wide to look at her brother.

“Baby, tell your brother where Mo Ziyuan slept last night.”

"Huh? I don't know."

The little hands hidden under the covers gripped the sheets tightly, and the girl's eyes were wider than ever as she looked at Lin Yi'an.

Lin Yi'an stopped talking and just rubbed his younger sister's head.

"Sweetie, wake up. Even though you're waking up today, it's best not to live together before marriage."

"Uh-huh."

Lin Yi'an didn't know how he said such a thing, but so what? He was right. In the past, it didn't count because Mo Ziyuan was sick and his younger sister was still young.

When Mo Ziyuan came in, Lin Yi'an was sitting by the bed. When he saw Mo Ziyuan enter, Lin Yi'an's expression was clearly unhappy.

"What time did you leave last night? Were you drunk?"

Mo Ziyuan straightened his tie while responding in a calm voice.

"I drank a bit too much last night and I don't know when I left. I just vaguely remember going back to my room to rest."

Lin Yi'an didn't press the matter further, giving him a cold glance.

"What are you doing here again?"

“Look at Ilo.”

"Tsk—" His unfinished words were interrupted by the butler's voice at the door.

"Young Master Yi'an, we have guests visiting."

Lin Yi'an stood up, glared at Mo Ziyuan, and turned to leave.

The moment the door closed, Mo Ziyuan couldn't wait to bend down and hug the little girl. He chuckled softly when he felt the cold sweat on her palms.

"Why are you sweating so much? Did you lie to your brother?"

Lin Yilu nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"I was so scared, we almost got discovered."

"Hahahaha, let me guess, it must be your brother asking me if I rested here yesterday. It's okay, baby, we're already married, a proper couple, he can't say anything."

“But my brother looked a bit serious and told me that we weren’t allowed to stay together last night.”

"Mmm..." The man kissed the girl's lips. "Then we'll stay together tonight."

When Lin Yi'an returned, the girl was already getting ready to wear her formal dress. The bright white gown was pure and noble, and the man couldn't help but look at Mo Ziyuan with some surprise.

When did you prepare this?

Mo Ziyuan just smiled.

"It was prepared a long time ago."

Lin Yi'an had also prepared a dress for her, but due to time constraints, he could only rush to send the best one over, and he felt a little guilty. However, when he caught sight of the dress Mo Ziyuan handed over, that regret instantly vanished. The quality of the fabric and the details of the handcraftsmanship far surpassed his; it was unbelievably exquisite, clearly tailor-made, with every part perfectly fitting her figure.

As Lin Yiluo emerged from the dressing room, the three men were instantly captivated. Her bright white gown, adorned with delicate pearls and diamonds, shimmered brilliantly, yet paled in comparison to the girl herself. Her eyes crinkled into crescents, a sweet, happy smile played on her lips, and her eyes brimmed with tender affection as she gazed directly at Mo Ziyuan, her voice soft and gentle.

Am I pretty?

"nice."

Lin Yi'an was the first to respond. Before he could finish speaking, hot tears were already streaming down his face, large drops rolling down his cheeks. Lin Yiluo was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to wipe his tears. She had barely taken a step when he pulled her into a tight embrace, and suppressed sobs burst forth.

"Waaah... Luo Luo, what am I going to do if your brother misses you?"

Shi Jingsheng coaxed her from the side.

"You live here, how many days can't I see you?"

"Waaah... How did you grow up so fast? I clearly remember raising you just now."

Shi Jingsheng: "It's alright. I'm marrying Ziyuan, just like before."

Lin Yilu patted the man's back somewhat awkwardly.

"It's okay, we see each other every day."

……………

As the banquet bell rang at eight o'clock in the evening, Mo Ziyuan, holding the little girl's hand, announced their happy news to everyone. Thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Only Lin Yi'an, standing behind the curtain, held Shi Jingsheng and cried.

There was still some indignation in his tone.

"If this person wasn't Ziyuan, I wouldn't have let my sister marry him."

"Uh-huh."

Shi Jingsheng patted his back to comfort him, but his gaze kept drifting to the two people in front of him, thinking to himself.

They really are a perfect match! His brother is so handsome, and Yiluo is so cute. It's so sweet! I guess this couple he's been shipping is a done deal. Looks like he has a real talent for matchmaking.

Mo Ziyuan was soon pulled away to a social engagement, and as he left, he gave Lin Yilu a series of worried instructions.

"Walk around here for a while and then go back to your room. If anyone talks to you, don't respond."

After saying this, he looked around and saw that they were all bodyguards from the Mo family. The man gave them a look, and the bodyguards present instantly understood. Only then did Mo Ziyuan leave with peace of mind.

When he returned with the slippers, he saw the scene before him from afar.

The little girl sat in a booth, holding her usual small bread roll, taking a bite now and then, and nodding occasionally. In front of her was Lin Yi'an.

At this moment, Lin Yi'an knelt on one knee, holding the girl's ankle and changing her into her usual shoes. His eyes showed no impatience, only tenderness.

Shi Jingsheng walked up to him without him noticing.

“Ziyuan, did you see that? Although I believe you, I still want to say that you should treat the little girl better. She is Lin Yi'an’s life. Don’t forget that Lin Yi'an came to the island in the first place because of his precious girl.”

"Um."