Her brother hugged her and sighed, “It’s good you’re back, you little brat. It’s about time you came home!” Ru Feng pinched him, “It’s not like I didn’t want to come back. It’s all because of you.” He smiled bitterly, “How was I supposed to know that woman was Feng’er?”
“What?” Ru Feng raised her eyebrows. Her brother let her go and turned to Qi Feng, “Your second brother didn’t recognize her either, so how can you blame me? Feng’er, you’re biased!” The accusation was reasonable, and Ru Feng’s angry gaze shifted to Qi Feng.
Qi Feng, blushing, wanted to argue but was at a loss for words. He usually felt disgusted by other women, never bothering to look at them, so he couldn’t have recognized that the body contained Feng’er. Besides, the owner of that body had wanted to climb into his bed. The fact that he hadn’t harmed her was already good enough. He suddenly felt a chill, wondering what would have happened if he had actually broken her limbs. How would Feng’er have returned?
A cold sweat broke out on his back. He wiped his forehead under the dual pressure of his big brother’s and Ru Feng’s gazes, and softly said, “I didn’t pay attention.”
“Hmph!” Ru Feng snorted.
Qi Feng looked at her, struggling, “How about I take off my clothes and let you bully me once?”
Ru Feng widened her eyes, unsure if she’d misheard. Her big brother was between laughter and tears, covering his forehead and sighing. Was Qi Feng really suggesting he would let his sister pull his clothes off?
Qi Feng, however, was determined, raising his head, “I absolutely won’t fight back.” It didn’t matter, he thought, since it was for Feng’er to see.
Ru Feng glared, almost drilling a hole in his face with her stare. “Second Brother, you’re doing this on purpose, right?” she accused.
Qi Feng looked at her fiery eyes. “Are you unhappy?”
“How can I be happy!” she snapped, her frustration evident. This wasn’t about revenge; it was about a matter of dignity.
Anxiously, Qi Feng asked, “Then what do you want to do?”
