He had gone to great lengths to bring his younger sister along, hoping she could spend more time with Liu Shaoyi, but instead, he brought his cousin instead.

Moreover, as he observed how his cousins ​​interacted, Liu Shaoyi sensed something was off about their relationship.

As for Tong Cheng'er!

Liu Shaoyi would occasionally show concern for her, but before she could even speak, Yu Sirou would interrupt. Her gentle nature meant that outsiders couldn't discern anything amiss.

Liu Shaoyi then asked, "What interesting books has Cheng'er been reading lately? Could you tell me about them so I can have some fun too?"

Tong Cheng'er shook her head: "These are just stories to pass the time. If telling them affects Brother Liu's reading of serious books, then it would be my fault."

Before Liu Shaoyi could say anything, Yu Sirou smiled and said, "Sister Tong, you read storybooks! When Mother was alive, she always said that we shouldn't read them, that storybooks are not for virtuous women. I listened to Mother and never read them. Since Sister Tong likes them so much, I'm also curious to see what's so special about these storybooks. Why don't you introduce me to a couple of them so I can take a look?"

Tong Xuean felt something was off about what he was saying, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Liu Shaoyi, who had a familial bias towards his cousin, couldn't detect anything amiss.

Tong Cheng'er immediately understood what she meant. Despite her laziness, Tong Cheng'er was still a woman, and women are most sensitive to witty remarks.

She felt a little uncomfortable listening to that.

Noble families wouldn't let their daughters read storybooks, for fear of spoiling them and raising them astray. The deeper meaning of this statement is that since she had read so many storybooks, her personality might have become warped.