At the large dining table, Xiao Fengyin looked at Xiao Wujie, her hand bent and pointing to herself: "Little brother, little brother, don't just call me Dad and Second Uncle, remember me too!"
“My name is Xiao Fengyin, I am twenty-seven years old, call me sister.”
Xiao Wujie's clear and captivating voice was as melodious as flowing water: "Elder sister."
Xiao Fengyin frowned slightly: "Eldest sister's voice is too awful, older sister's voice is so beautiful."
Xiao Wujie's gaze shifted slightly as he looked at Chu Liyue, then shook his head apologetically at Xiao Fengyin.
In his mind, there can only be one older sister, and even if it's just a title, he only calls her Chu Liyue.
The elegant Xiao Jingyuan chuckled: "Sister, let your little brother call you 'sister' like I do. Many people and many things are irreplaceable."
Xiao Fengyin glared at him lightly: "You think you're so smart and understanding? Do you think I'm that clueless?"
She clicked her tongue slightly with a hint of regret. She said it unintentionally, but upon reflection, she felt that Xiao Wujie's way of calling her "sister" sounded especially nice.
She has the appearance of a god descended to earth and a cool and mature temperament, but when she calls someone "sister," it's as sweet and innocent as if she's been coated with honey.
No wonder her sea queen sisters only dated her younger brother; those repeated calls of "sister" could really confuse people.
"If you want someone to call you 'sister,' just bring me a son-in-law who's younger than you."
Xiao Yuxuan, whose expression had finally softened, suddenly turned cold upon hearing Xiao Fengyin's words, and spoke in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Fengyin immediately exploded: "Son-in-law! Son-in-law! All you can think about is your son-in-law!"
"I'm still so young, why are you nagging me every day!"
Before Xiao Yuxuan could speak, Xiao Linzui spoke first in a gentle voice: "It's time, Jingyuan. Wujie is younger than you, and now the marriage is settled."
"As for you, Fengyin, you still haven't had a boyfriend. It's normal for your dad to be anxious since you're his only daughter."
"I remember the young master from the Wang family that my sister-in-law introduced to you last time, what did you think of him?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Shuihan burst out laughing: "No need for anything. My sister-in-law told her to add their contact information and send them a photo first."
"She posted a makeup-free photo of herself just after waking up, and people said she looked very different without makeup, like a potato from the south. It seems she was being disliked."
Xiao Fengyin's beautiful eyes widened, and she said in a frenzy, "Third Uncle, you're so old-fashioned! People call me a 'southern potato,' which is a way of describing me as cute and pretty."
"Ha!" Xiao Yuxuan suddenly sneered: "Southern little potato? I think you're more like southern potato shreds."
"So corny, so funny, and so loser!"
Xiao Fengyin's eyes widened for a moment, then her face flushed red at a visible speed: "Dad, am I your biological daughter?"
"How can you talk about your own daughter like that?"
"Why don't you lick your own lips and see if you'll poison yourself?"
Xiao Yuxuan's face was cold and stern as he sneered, "People always say that girls change a lot as they grow up, and that they can rely on software to make their faces look beautiful by seventeen. They wish they could edit their faces to look like flowers."
"When it comes to finding a boyfriend, you post a picture of yourself just woke up with a pale face. If you don't Photoshop it when it really matters, are you planning to save it for your funeral portrait?"
Xiao Fengyin was furious, wishing she could find some tape to seal Xiao Yuxuan's poisoned mouth shut.
"I don't care! I just don't want to have a boyfriend!"
"Who says a girl has to find a man to live with? I have face and money, I can live just fine without a man!"
After saying that, she lowered her head and covered her ears.
The main theme is "I don't listen, I don't listen, it's like a turtle chanting scriptures."
Seeing that Xiao Yuxuan was about to speak again, Xiao Linzui quickly pulled his arm. If he continued, he would anger Xiao Fengyin and cause her to run away from home. In the end, it was he, as her father, who couldn't sit still any longer.
This kind of thing has happened more than once, and each time he and Xiao Shuihan have to act as intermediaries, not to mention how tortuous and difficult the process is.
A smile flickered in Xiao Wujie's eyes. This warm and fun-filled family atmosphere was something he had never dared to imagine before.
Even if it's difficult to blend in perfectly at first, it's still heartwarming to see.
Xiao Fengyin's words made her slightly dazed. Once upon a time, he, like Xiao Fengyin, had taken a detached view of marriage and love, only seeking to live a life of integrity and freedom.
Now, he would never think that way again, even if you beat him to death; he has an older sister now.
His gentle, radiant gaze silently fell upon Chu Liyue, and his long, slender hand unconsciously slipped into her palm.
Chu Liyue's usually cold and aloof gaze turned to him with a gentle smile, and she couldn't help but lightly flick his delicate nose with her finger.
Xiao Wujie winced in pain, his neck instantly shrinking back, and his eyes quickly filled with tears as he looked at her.
He didn't spend a single day with me, and he hit me as soon as he got back.
There's no love anymore, things have changed, I'm tired of it...
A doting smile welled up in Chu Liyue's eyes. She pulled up her chair to sit next to him, reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, her fingers silently slipping inside his clothes to caress his abs and the dimples of his back.
Her control of force was extremely alluring, and Xiao Wujie's gaze trembled. He couldn't help but lean into her arms.
Chu Liyue pressed her full red lips to his earlobe and coaxed him in a hoarse voice, "Be good, don't make a fuss, or I'll kiss you until your lips are soft when we get back."
Her voice was extremely low, only the two of them could hear it, low and husky, extremely mature, doting and provocative, making Xiao Wujie's ears tingle.
His dark eyes, framed by long lashes, were rippling with emotion. His handsome and captivating face turned to the side, and his thin lips lightly touched Chu Liyue's full, red lips.
He knew his face must be burning red, so he buried his face in Chu Liyue's neck and gently bit her ear:
"That's really mean, all they do is bully people."
Behind him, Xiao Yuxuan and the others had interesting expressions on their faces, their eyes shifting between him and Xiao Shuihan.
They are definitely father and son; a paternity test is unnecessary.
The Yangtze River flows on, with each wave pushing the one before it, and the student surpassing the teacher.
Xiao Qianshan and Xiao Shuihan's expressions were even more interesting. Although Xiao Qianshan liked Luo Yilan, he couldn't stand Xiao Shuihan sticking to her like a leech. It seemed that if he were given a handkerchief, he could switch identities with Luo Yilan.
This gene seems to be unprecedented in their Xiao family. He hoped it would end with Xiao Shuihan, but now it seems not only has it not ended, but it is becoming more and more prosperous.
Xiao Shuihan silently licked his lips. It is said that a tiger father will not have a dog son, and his son's level is so high that it makes him feel ashamed.
Xiao Wujie could feel pairs of eyes watching him from behind, but he couldn't suppress the burning heat on his face.
Suddenly, he stood up and turned his back to everyone.
Before he could even speak, Chu Liyue grabbed his hand and asked, "Where are you going?"
Xiao Wujie replied in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to the restroom." He wanted to wash his face.
Chu Liyue immediately replied, "I'll go with you."
Xiao Wujie was seriously ill and weak, and he was not familiar with the internal structure of the Xiao family, so she subconsciously wanted to follow him.
Xiao Wujie's body stiffened instantly, and his pale skin was flushed.
He couldn't help but turn back to look at Chu Liyue, his cheeks flushed crimson, his voice filled with unbearable bitterness: "Sister... Sister."
He's not a child, how can I accompany him to the restroom?
Just as he shyly turned around, the blush on his face was completely seen by the people at the table.
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