After staring at her for a long while, the man seemed to have thought of something, and a trace of absurdity flashed across his eyes. Then, he became inexplicably interested, frowned, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Yeah."
"…" Sang Chi could no longer remain calm and was close to collapse, "Do mom and dad agree?"
There was silence for a few more seconds.
The man licked his lips and said with a smile: "Isn't it enough to make it look good?"
After he finished speaking, Sang Chi was stunned again.
Compared with Sang Yan's voice, this voice seems clearer. When speaking, the ending tone is drawn out, making it sound ambiguous and affectionate.
And her brother's voice and tone which was always cold and annoying.
Completely, not at all, different.
"Kid." He chuckled and continued, "Come and see if your brother has done a good job."
Sang Chi instantly realized that something was wrong.
At this moment, there was another movement behind her. There was the sound of a door opening, and then the sound of shoes hitting the ground.
Sang Chi turned his head subconsciously.
I saw Sang Yan’s face instantly.
The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and was thinner than a few months ago. His hair was wet, and he had a towel on his shoulders, as if he had just taken a shower. When he saw Sang Zhi, the corners of his mouth twitched, he picked up the fork on the fruit plate in her hand, poked a piece of watermelon, and walked in.
As if seeing a ghost, Sang Chi trembled and called out, "Brother, brother."
"What's wrong?" Sang Yan glanced at her and took a bite of watermelon. "Are you impressed by my handsomeness again?"
"I… "
Before she could finish, the man behind her suddenly laughed and interrupted Sang Chi.
Sang Chi felt unusually flustered and couldn't help but look in his direction.
What comes into view is a light that is brighter than the sunlight outside the window.
The man's eyebrows relaxed, and his appearance became less inhuman. His eyes were raised, and his light-colored pupils were filled with tiny lights and spring colors, making him look like a seductive male demon.
Sang Chi's heartbeat stopped for a moment.
It was as if I had fallen into the trap and my heart was easily captured.
Thinking that he was mocking him, Sang Yan looked at him and said, "Duan Jiaxu, why are you smiling—"
Because of Sang Zhi's presence, Sang Yan didn't say the last few dirty words. He changed the subject, picked up the phone beside him, opened the text message interface, and waved it towards Sang Zhi.
"Little devil, what trouble have you gotten into again?"
The above shows the conversation they just had.
That brief feeling of emptiness in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant because he was interrupted by Sang Yan. Sang Chi immediately retorted: "How could I have caused any trouble?"
Sang Yan stared at her, eyebrows raised: "There is no best."
"..." Sang Zhi had something to ask of him, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "But, brother, I have something to do..."
There was also a stranger present whom Sang Chi had never seen before. Sang Chi glanced in his direction, then looked at Sang Yan, with a suggestive look in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
Sang Yan pretended not to see it.
Then, the stranger spoke with an interested tone: "Sang Yan, is this your sister?"
Sang Yan walked to the bed and sat down: "Could it be my daughter?"
"… "
Sang Chi also asked politely, "Brother, who is this person?"