"Now you know to call me 'brother'? Why didn't you call me that when you climbed into my bed in the middle of the night?"
The young man's mocking and disdainful voice rang in the girl's ears.
Tong Su felt an uncontrollable tremor in her heart and raised her head in utter terror!
!!
What's going on?!
Nan Yun Shen kicked open the bedroom door.
This is a Lolita princess room decorated with lace and European-style gold foil elements.
The elegant, pink and delicate tower style, with pink and white as the main decorative colors, and the chandelier shaped like a gold-plated candlestick, emits a dim and ambiguous light. The sheer bed curtains are embroidered with small flowers, half-concealing the soft and fluffy princess bed.
Tong Su fell from Nan Yun Shen's arms and landed straight on the mattress. The mattress was so soft that she almost sank into it. She struggled several times before she could sit up unsteadily.
"What do you mean? I'll crawl—how could I! Don't slander me!"
The people behind them hadn't caught up yet. In the pink bedroom, only the two of them existed, and the space seemed to become inexplicably cramped. He suddenly leaned down and approached her.
The girl's face flushed red with anger. She stared at him blankly, furiously, and nervously. As he approached, her body involuntarily retreated, and she had to lean back. But he pressed on even tighter.
Her fingers turned blue from gripping the sheets so tightly that she could barely breathe. His handsome, aloof face remained as indifferent as ever. Their noses seemed to touch, and she could feel his cool breath.
"Brother... what are you doing? Get away from me!" she shouted angrily. "I don't know what nonsense you're talking about. Aren't you my brother? What do you mean by saying that?!"
Nan Yun's deep eyes were terrifyingly cold, and his hand tightened around her neck little by little: "Nan Yao, don't try anything funny with me."
"I don't know what you're talking about!" she exclaimed in shock, reaching out angrily to push him away. Unfortunately, she was too weak to move him even an inch, and even breathing became difficult because her neck was being gripped so tightly. She seemed to finally realize the danger and screamed through gritted teeth, "I want my mother!"
Looking for Mom?
Nan Yun Shen couldn't help but chuckle for a moment.
She thought she was still a child and went to her mother to complain?!
—However, judging from her appearance, she really wasn't faking amnesia?
The girl beneath him had a flushed face, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with extreme anger and disgust—but not the jealous and hostile disgust of the past, but rather the incomprehension and disgust caused by his frivolity and humiliation.
She thought he was a pervert who disregarded ethics and preyed on his own sister.
Nan Yun Shen was at a loss for words, both laughing and crying.
Doesn't she know perfectly well that she's not the Nan family's biological child?
Or has she really lost her memory and forgotten everything?
Nan Yunshen's eyes darkened, and he suddenly let out a sneer, releasing his grip on her neck and slowly getting up.
He raised his eyebrows, his eyes revealing an unfathomable coldness.
He said calmly, "Don't come into my room again. It's not like I'll just kick you out every time I find you stealing my documents. Also, if you sneak into my bed in the middle of the night and hide a fruit knife there again, don't blame me for disregarding our sibling relationship."
It turns out she just put a fruit knife on his bed, not what she thought—
It's still his fault for being too vague in his words!
A flicker of awkwardness, even relief, crossed the girl's face, but it quickly turned to annoyance and disbelief: "You're talking nonsense! I'm not the kind of person who would put a knife in someone's bed! Go back to the orphanage and ask around, would I, Nan Yao, be such a bad person?"
"Whatever."
The young man glanced at her indifferently, turned and left, leaving the girl muttering curses behind him: "Bad guy, liar! I don't believe someone like that is my brother..."
Although it was a scolding, Nan Yun Shen felt no resentment or indifference as he had in the past.
On the contrary, I found it rather funny.
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