"I used to say that out of ten siblings, there was still nine brothers to keep me company while I remained single. Now, I'm the only one pitifully watching you all pair up."
Ying Yan hummed in response but didn't say much. He turned to Ke Meiyu and asked, "Wife, will you come with me to say hello? We can go to the private room to eat later?"
Ke Meiyu glanced at Ying Yan, then at Huang Zhirong, her eyes filled with a strange feeling. That phrase, "Ninth Brother," hadn't really disgusted her...
If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have been so pretentious in calling him Ninth Brother, and it had even become a habit!
He knew this was the case, but he didn't correct it; I don't know what he was thinking.
She gave a cold snort without any politeness: "This is your territory, so you should do as the host does."
Ying Yan chuckled softly, then put his arm around her and led her inside, saying, "You're my wife, I'll listen to you."
Ke Meiyu continued unhappily, "As the saying goes, brothers are like hands and feet, while women are like clothes!"
Huang Zhirong, leading the way, wore a sarcastic and contemptuous expression. She wondered where Ninth Brother had found this beauty; she was pretty, but her brain was full of weeds. In Kyoto, one should speak with utmost tact and subtlety; such blunt and unpleasant words—she wondered if Ninth Brother would still want to keep her company for several days.
However, Ying Yan immediately replied, "I can live without arms and legs, but I can't wear clothes! I am a human being, and I know shame!"
Ke Meiyu couldn't help but laugh, glaring at him, "Where's your face?"
She knew too little about him; she didn't even know he had sworn brotherhood with someone, including a lover, and she didn't know how he had become such a person after arriving in Kyoto.
However, Ke Meiyu is adapting well, mainly because she is not the type to suppress her feelings and always says what she thinks.
Huang Zhirong's palms were almost pierced by fingernails, and even a few steps were difficult for him to take. He was filled with regret.
If only she hadn't been so shameless, she should have insisted on going to the countryside with Ninth Brother!
Taking a deep breath, she opened the door to the private room and said with a smile, "Third Brother, Fifth Brother, Eighth Brother, look who's here!"
There were indeed only three men in the room, all of them with outstanding looks and demeanor, exuding the arrogant air of scions of noble families.
They lifted their eyelids and saw a pair of stunningly beautiful men and women appear behind Xiao Shi. After they saw them clearly, they immediately got up and went forward to hug Ying Yan with great enthusiasm and joy.
Ying Yan chuckled, putting his arm around his wife and taking a step back. "What are you doing? Why are you two men being so lovey-dovey?"
"My wife was just jealous. If I give you guys another bear hug, I'll be kneeling on a washboard later!"
The group paused, exchanged glances, and then looked at Huang Zhirong.
The latter laughed and said, "Brothers, why are you looking at me like that? Now I'm the only single one among the ten siblings. I will try my best to find a partner and get back double all the money I've given as wedding gifts over the years. None of you will escape."
"Absolutely! You're our precious tenth sister, and your brothers will definitely prepare a generous dowry for you!" The man with the buzz cut had a resolute face and stood ramrod straight, clearly someone who had been through the trials of military life, exuding righteousness.
“Apart from the man, which I can’t provide for you, youngest, just ask for anything else,” the man said. His hair was slightly permed and thick, like a hat. He wore a plaid shirt, which was extremely rare for this era, and his wristwatch was an imported brand. Even from several meters away, the scent of his cologne could be smelled into Ke Meiyu’s nose.
After saying that, he nudged the person next to him with his elbow.
The latter was casually flicking a silver lighter. From the beginning, his gaze swept over Ying Yan and Ke Meiyu before he stood up and became a background figure.
With his thin, parted hair, white shirt, blue trousers, and silver-rimmed glasses, he had long, slender eyebrows and a high nose bridge. He was refined yet aloof, a man that women both loved and hated.
He responded with an "oh," a slight smirk playing on his lips, "Ready whenever you call!"
"Haha, see, it's still the eighth brother who dotes on the youngest the most. Those four words are more sincere than our long list," Curly laughed, then turned to Ying Yan and said, "Ninth brother, we've been waiting for you for ages! We've finally got you here. Let's have a little get-together today, and then we'll set a time for everyone to come!"
"You don't know, since the brothers got married one after another in the past few years, it's been very difficult for us to get together."
Ying Yan nodded.
The crew-cut man sighed, "Old Ninth, you haven't been kind to us all these years. You just left without a word."
"For the first two years, the brothers were almost going crazy looking for you. It was only after Shi Mei went to Master Guo to ask and got the news that you were safe and sound that everyone was relieved."
"Thank you for your trouble," Ying Yan nodded again, his expression indifferent.
However, everyone was used to it and observed the two of them without making a sound.
"Ninth Brother, aren't you going to introduce him?" The bespectacled man suddenly lit his lighter and asked, raising an eyebrow.
Huang Zhirong quickly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Eighth Brother, this is Ninth Sister-in-law, not the other women from before. I can see Ninth Brother is quite nervous, so don't steal her away!"
The man frowned, muttering with dissatisfaction and impatience, "I know, they were the ones who kept coming one after another, what did I do?"
Ke Meiyu watched them perform their monologue, looked at the man beside her with pity, and sighed softly: "I finally understand why you resolutely went to the countryside to support the country's rural development."
One sentence made the air freeze.
"Hello, sister-in-law. I forgot to introduce myself. I am..." The man with the buzz cut scratched his head sheepishly and said with a smile.
Ying Yan exerted force, and the two of them turned sideways and continued walking inside, waving his hand: "Let's set a time later, it's my treat. My wife is face-blind and has a bad memory, so it's pointless to introduce her, she'll forget as soon as she turns her head, so don't mind, brothers."
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