A photo, taken from a distance, shows a boy in the lens, wearing a stethoscope and examining a girl.
The boy is also Chinese, and compared to the big shots in her family, this boy in the photo wears a checkered shirt, has short black hair, is very fair-skinned, and looks clean and gentle.
Although not strikingly handso at first glance, he is quite appealing.
Xiyan responded: [Is this what you call true love?]
Xia Chaoyan: [Yes, what do you think?]
Xiyan: [Looking at the photo, I can’t tell much, but... you’ve only t once, and you’re sure he’s your true love? Isn’t that a bit rash and impulsive?]
Xia Chaoyan looked at the boy in the distance, her gaze becoming more tender, and she typed: [I never understood what love was before, but after eting him, I realized that love is inherently impulsive.]
Xiyan was montarily speechless: [What’s his na?]
[I don’t know yet.]
Xiyan: ...
[Once we make progress, I’ll tell you first, let’s not talk now, wait for my good news.]
Xiyan: ......
Well, it must be true love if she doesn’t even know his na yet and is already chasing after him!
Thinking this, Xiyan opened the boy’s photo again and observed.
A chilly voice sounded by her ear, "Is he good-looking?"
Xiyan didn’t even raise her head and comnted seriously, "He’s actually quite appealing."
The next second, Xiyan’s movent froze, and she slowly turned to look at the man sitting beside her with a sullen handso face.
Oh my!
Xiyan quickly closed the screen.
Ou Jue looked at her disdainfully, "Why not keep looking?"
"I, I just wanted to observe the boy’s looks more closely, to help my sister with it..."
"Hmph."
"Really, he’s nowhere near as good-looking as you are. If I truly wanted to look at handso guys, why wouldn’t I just look at you, right?" Xiyan said, snuggling up to Ou Jue’s chest like a kitten.
Ou Jue maintained his indifferent expression, "Stop with the sweet talk."
Yet his hand instinctively wrapped around her, pulling her into his embrace.
Xiyan lifted her face and said with a playful smile, "This boy is my sister’s true love."
"I don’t care who he is, you’re not allowed to stare at him for so long." Ou Jue held her tighter, warning sternly, "If I catch you staring at other guys like a lovesick puppy again, do you believe I’ll—"
"You’ll what?" Xiyan raised her chin defiantly.
Could it be that you’ll abuse ?
Ou Jue paused.
Indeed, what could he really do to her?
He couldn’t hit her, couldn’t scold her, and now he couldn’t even bear to speak harsh words.
Ou Jue gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, "I’ll smash your phone."
Xiyan couldn’t hold it in and laughed out loud.
Oh dear, our three-year-old Ou is the cutest~
Xiyan patted Ou Jue’s head as if comforting a kindergartener, "Alright, alright, be good."
Ou Jue: "Do you really think I’m helpless against you now?"
"No, I don’t." She sounded completely insincere.
Ou Jue let out a heavy "hmph" again, turning to look out the window.
Xiyan leaned against Ou Jue’s chest, sotis playing with his tie, sotis with his hand.
The man sat there like a big shot, letting her play as she wished.
Wow haha, it’s a historic mont.
She finally won an argunt against Ou Jue.
Applause applause!
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