Si Yutong carefully observed the other person's expression, trying to find a clue or hint from it. However, all she saw was confusion and bewilderment.

The other person's empty eyes seemed to reveal a deep ignorance, which made Si Yutong begin to doubt whether her previous judgment was wrong.

With these questions in mind, Si Yutong decided to press the issue further. She whispered, "You really don't know anything at all?" Her tone was filled with concern and a hint of urgency. She hoped this approach would jog his memory or prompt him to think more deeply.

In response to Si Yutong's question, she just shook her head slightly.

Looking at her expression, Si Yutong knew that she was not lying. She felt that her brother was probably in trouble.

"Then how do you feel about my brother?" Si Yutong asked in a different way. She thought it would be better for her to help her brother, otherwise she would not know how long he would continue to pursue her.

"It's just like the feeling of a brother." Mu Yanran replied.

"What does a brother feel like? What does a brother feel like?" Si Yutong asked puzzledly. She didn't understand why there was such a feeling as a brother.

"Brother's feelings are brother's feelings?" Mu Yanran said puzzledly. She didn't understand what was there to say.

"Do you feel the same way about my brother as you do about your brother?" Si Yutong decided to ask in a different way.

"How can they be the same? My brother is so fierce, and Brother Han Yu is so gentle, they must be different." Mu Yanran said realistically. She was afraid of her own brother, but not afraid of him at all, because he would not be fierce to her.

"My brother is gentle?" Si Yutong widened her eyes and said in disbelief. Why did she feel that she was different from the people she knew? Her brother was so fierce.

"Yeah." Mu Yanran nodded.

"You've misunderstood, right?" Si Yutong asked suspiciously.

"Hmm?" Mu Yanran asked a little puzzled.

"It's not important, it's not important." Si Yutong said quickly. This was not her purpose.

"Tell me, if my brother married someone else and treated someone else well, would you be sad? Would you feel uncomfortable?"

"I don't know." Mu Yanran wanted to say no, but when she was about to open her mouth, she found that she couldn't blurt out the word "no" at all, so when the words came to her lips, she said she didn't know.

Si Yutong was depressed. No matter what she asked, she kept saying she didn't know. For a moment, she was at a loss. She held her chin with both hands and just looked at her.

Oh, forget it, why should she worry about it? If she doesn't know, then she doesn't know. Her brother is a grown man. He won't die if he pursues her for a while. Let him do whatever he wants. She should just be her little sister.

The two played for a while and then went back to their homes.

And what about Mu Yanran? After hearing what she said today, her heart, which had originally calmed down a little, became a little irritated again.

She thought carefully about what she said. Now that she thought about it carefully, it seemed that she still had some different feelings for him? It seemed that she didn't really treat him as a brother.

When her brother got married, she didn't feel any reluctance. After all, it was her brother who got married, not her. She just felt unhappy that he married another woman, but she didn't feel like her lover was being robbed.

However, when she thought about her brother Han Yu marrying someone else, she would feel uncomfortable. She felt that the person who had spoiled her since childhood was about to spoil another woman. She still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She felt that what originally belonged to her was about to be taken away by someone else. She didn't know why she had such emotions. She felt that this was wrong and shouldn't be the case, because she only regarded him as a brother and shouldn't have such thoughts.

As soon as this thought appeared in her mind, she panicked. She felt that there must be something wrong with her, which was why she was like this.

Could it be that I really like him?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she was frightened by her own idea.

She suddenly grabbed a handful of hair in annoyance, and for a moment, she didn't know how to face this fact.