When Mu Jingjue came back from get off work, he saw this scene as soon as he entered the door and stopped in surprise.

This girl, doesn't she dislike her? Why is she sitting with her and watching TV?

He checked his watch. School ended at five, so they'd been sitting together for at least an hour, right? It was a rare sight. He couldn't understand why his sister had always wanted company. She was usually so polite, so why was she being targeted?

He thought she was afraid that after Song Ci came in, he and his grandmother would no longer love her, but now it seemed that this was not the reason.

The seats are so far apart that anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are completely hostile to each other.

He shook his head, unable to understand what was going on in the mind of a rebellious child.

He had a headache because his older sister was so much older than him, there was a huge generation gap between them.

Just as he was about to go in and call them, he suddenly saw the two people opposite him moving, or to be more precise, grabbing the remote control.

When her younger sister saw that the episode was over, she wanted to secretly take the remote control and change the channel when she wasn't paying attention. However, when she was about to reach out, a hand suddenly reached out from somewhere and snatched her remote control.

She was angry and glared at her with her eyes wide open.

Song Ci glared back without any courtesy.

It seems to be saying, come and get it, you’ll be awesome if you get it.

She felt a little aggrieved by the stare, but she didn't dare to say anything. She just pursed her lips and competed with each other.

Mu Jingjue burst out laughing. Looking at this vivid scene, he immediately felt that these two people were childish. They were so old, but they were still playing this trick. They were just like those three-year-old children.

He coughed softly to remind the two people that he was back.

As the two were staring at each other, they heard a noise and turned to look at him.

When Song Ci saw that it was him who came back, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She had just teased the child, but she was caught. She looked away awkwardly.

When the younger sister saw that it was her brother who had returned, she was immediately overjoyed. She ran over in two or three steps, hugged her brother's arm, and complained like she did when she was a child: "Brother, she stole my things."

"Oh? Really?" Mu Jingjue's low voice rose slightly. He was in a very good mood and raised his eyebrows to look at Song Ci inquiringly.

It seems to be saying, are you bullying my little sister?

For some reason, this sentence appeared in Song Ci's mind.

"Yes, yes." The sister responded quickly, not giving her any chance to quibble.

Song Ci was speechless for a moment. They looked at each other, and she saw amusement in his eyes.

She immediately looked at the remote control in her hand and was unable to refute for a moment. She looked at Mu Yanran again. She raised her face and looked at her with a smug look, as if to say, "Humph, I have someone, let's see what you can do."

Song Ci, however, didn't think it mattered. Just as he was about to speak, Mu Jingjue had already looked away, patted his sister's head playfully, and said lovingly, "You're being disrespectful. How did the remote control become yours? You can't get it, and you still have the nerve to complain."

"Brother." The younger sister stamped her feet. She never expected that her brother would not help her.

"There's no use calling dad."

Song Ci chuckled. She didn't expect him to be so humorous. Now the brother and sister both looked at her.

Mu Yanran felt embarrassed, so she snorted, picked up her schoolbag, and went upstairs angrily in a bit of a temper.

"No respect for yourselves! Come down quickly after finishing your homework." Mu Jingjue shouted downstairs.

He was answered by the sound of a door slamming.

He shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect that he would make someone angry as soon as he came back.

Song Ci was still turning his head, covering his mouth and laughing softly.

"Is it funny, Miss Song?" Mu Jingjue came closer to her and looked at her intently.

When Song Ci turned around, she saw him bending over, leaning in front of her. She met his eyes, looking at his handsome face so close to her, and felt her breathing quicken. The air suddenly became a little ambiguous.

She didn't know how he had gotten so close in such a short time.

The smile on her face froze, and she subconsciously stepped back a little. She quickly said seriously, "Yeah, it's funny. How can it be funny? This is the most ridiculous joke. Yeah, that's right."

Mu Jingjue seemed not to notice the sudden ambiguity in the air. He ignored the vague feeling just now and stood up straight.

"Tsk." He didn't bother with her and just sat down on the sofa.

After all, it was nothing, just a quarrel between two girls.

Song Ci saw that everyone had gone upstairs, and he and she were the only ones left in the living room.

She suddenly felt unnatural and sat aside stiffly.

When grandma came back and saw the two of them sitting together watching TV, she found it a little strange.

This grandson actually watched TV with others? The sun rises from the west?

She looked towards the door, but that wasn't it.

But this atmosphere seems a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

However, she didn't think too much about it. After all, why should she think too much about the affairs of this young couple?

She was happy to see her grandson getting close to others.