"Who said you have to be so stupid."
"You..." Zhuang Xiyue glared at him angrily, her small hand formed into a fist and punched him, "You're doing this on purpose, making fun of me, aren't you? You're probably feeling all smug inside."
"Alright, alright, it's all my fault, okay?" Yan Nanmo helplessly grabbed her small hand, placed it by his lips and kissed it, "Now that you know, are you still going to match Yan Ke with Yun Ya? Do you really want our Ah Song to be single for the rest of his life?"
Zhuang Xiyue huffed, "Then what, you want Gege to stay single for life?"
"Gege's still young, besides, he and Yun Ya are just like brother and sister, if you force them to marry, you're harming two kids."
Zhuang Xiyue thought for a long time, thinking about the hickey on Yun Ya's neck, and then of Yan Song's empty room, and her aloof, abstinent good son, who knows how he's bullying Yun Ya now.
