Bei Yutang chuckled twice, one was for Bei Yutang's worthlessness in committing suicide for these things, and the other was for his disdain for these people.
Bei Yutang raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Then how do you want me to talk to you? To please you or flatter you? My good brother."
"You..." Bei Yifeng raised his hand angrily. When he was about to swing it down, his eyes met those cold eyes. There was no emotion in those eyes, and they were so cold that it made people shiver.
Such eyes, such an expression, are they really only what a nineteen-year-old girl should have? Bei Yifeng thought about her life experiences over the years and finally decided not to slap her.
Zhao Baoer looked at her departing back, then looked at Bei Yifeng who was standing there. A trace of regret flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly covered up by tenderness.
She reached out and took Bei Yifeng's arm, and said with concern and regret: "Brother Yifeng, don't blame Yutang. Yutang is still young and ignorant."
Bei Yifeng's heart had just begun to feel a trace of guilt, but after hearing these words, it slowly disappeared. Looking at Zhao Baoer, who was also nineteen years old, she was gentle, kind, and considerate. Compared with his biological sister, he simply couldn't like her, let alone get close to her.
"How could I blame her? You are so kind, what if you are bullied in the future?" Bei Yifeng said worriedly.
Zhao Baoer smiled innocently and said childishly, "With my brother protecting me, Baoer is not afraid. Unless you don't want to protect me."
After hearing what she said, Bei Yifeng's previous depression disappeared without a trace. He pinched her nose lovingly and said, "You, how can I bear to let you go? You are my precious sister."
"And Yutang, she's also my brother's beloved sister."
Bei Yifeng said nothing, just smiled. If Bei Yutang had half the understanding of Baoer, that would be great. He wouldn't have the slightest desire to get close to her.
Seeing his expression, Zhao Baoer's smile became even brighter.
After Bei Yutang left, she didn't bother to pay attention to the two people who kept talking nonsense about their brother and sister. As soon as she entered the villa, the servants acted as if they didn't see her and went about their work.
Bei Yutang looked at the situation and sneered softly.
The servants act according to their master's mood. From this, it can be seen that they do not value Bei Yutang at all, which also leads to these servants' contempt and neglect of the original owner.
The servants looked at the woman with an inexplicable smile in surprise and suspicion, their hearts growing increasingly disdainful and looking down on her. After so many years of living outside, she was just wild and uneducated. Compared to Miss Baoer, she was not even a toe away from her.
Bei Yutang tutted twice and muttered to himself, "This Bei family is really interesting."
He said, leaving the servant with a bewildered look on his face.
Bei Yifeng and Zhao Baoer had just stepped into the house when they heard her mumbling.
Bei Yifeng looked at Bei Yutang's back as she went upstairs, and was stunned for a moment.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Baoer pulled his sleeve tightly. He was staring at Bei Yutang just now, and she suddenly felt a little scared.
"It's okay." Bei Yifeng patted the back of her hand comfortingly, "Brother, I still have some business to take care of. You can go back to your room."
"Okay, brother, don't get too tired."
"Um."
The two separated on the second floor and went back to their rooms.
None of the three noticed, not even the servant who was cleaning the room, that an old man over fifty years old was standing at the corner of the second floor.
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