Bei Xiao glanced at Bei Hong, who nodded, and then waved his hand, saying, "Alright, you can go back now."
"Well, Grandpa, Dad, Mom, and Brother, I'll head back now." Bei Yan greeted everyone in the room, pushed open the door, and slipped away like a puff of smoke.
Bei Yan patted her chest as she ran, terrified.
The stern faces of the people in the study immediately fell, especially Bei Hong.
Holding Bei Xiao's hand, she cried with snot and tears streaming down her face: "Waaaaah, my son, my dear granddaughter has been kidnapped, waaaaah!"
Beixiao: "..."
His eyebrows twitched, his taut face showing faint signs of chapped skin, and he stiffly patted his father's back.
He really wanted to know which little brat dared to run away with his precious daughter behind his back!
When he sees that brat tomorrow, he'll definitely teach him a lesson!
backyard.
Outside Bei Yan's house, Bei Yifeng paced back and forth, wanting to knock on the door several times but then pulling his hand back.
Inside the house, Bei Yan watched the figure pacing back and forth outside the door, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
No, what is my brother so conflicted about? I've already brewed the tea.
Finally, just as Bei Yifeng raised his hand to lower it again, Bei Yan couldn't stand it any longer.
He said, "Brother, come in."
Bei Yifeng stiffened for a moment, took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind or mustered his courage, and pushed open the door.
"Come, brother, sit down." Bei Yan raised his hand, gesturing for Bei Yifeng to sit. He also pushed the tea on the tea table toward Bei Yifeng.
Bei Yifeng picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp. He put the teacup down and his lips moved slightly.
Bei Yan sighed, "Brother, just say what you want to say. We're siblings, there's no need to be so formal."
Bei Yifeng then put down his teacup: "Little sister, then I'll be frank. You, your sweetheart, how exactly did you and your sweetheart get together?"
"Brother, didn't I just say that in the study? Don't you believe your sister?"
Sigh, she knew her brother would ask that.
"Is he good to you?" Bei Yifeng pressed, her concern evident in her words.
Bei Yan blinked, met his older brother's eyes, and said earnestly, word by word, "He treats me very well. If you're worried, brother..."
He's coming to our house tomorrow, brother, it's not too late for you to give him a good test, is it?"
Bei Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, that's right. Little sister, don't take it to heart. I was just worried you'd be deceived by a man."
"I'm your older brother, a man. I understand men better than you do, which is why I asked a few more questions."
A big smile bloomed on Bei Yan's delicate and pretty face as she walked behind Bei Yifeng and massaged his shoulders.
"How could that be? I won't take it to heart at all. I know my brother is doing this for my own good."
The two chatted about ordinary trivial matters for a while before Bei Yifeng left.
Bei Yan sat back in his chair, propping his chin on his hand, feeling extremely frustrated. He had said he would have Jun Lin come to the house to meet his family tomorrow.
But I just tried to contact Junlin, but I can't get through to him no matter what I do. I really don't know where Junlin has gone. He's really becoming a very busy person!
"Ta-da!" A string of candied hawthorns appeared in front of him. Bei Yan's eyes lit up, and he took it and took a bite.
My eyes squinted happily; it tasted sweet and sour, not bad!
"Do you still like it?" A deep, magnetic voice sounded from behind, and a familiar, refreshing mint scent wafted into my nostrils.
Bei Yan wrinkled her nose, determined not to be bribed by a string of candied hawthorns: "I don't like it."
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