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âI... Are you blaming me for this?â Jiang Qimeng was infuriated. âHow could you say such things? Did you and your sister set out to aggravate me?â
âI wouldnât dare.â
Song Yunxi snorted coldly before drinking a mouthful of tea, sinking into the couch weakly.
âThe issue with the mercenaries is exhausting enough, mentally and physically, yet I still have to come back and coax those baby sisters of mine. Mom, stop pampering her so much. Enya is all grown up now. She has her opinions when she does things.â
â...Opinions?â She was momentarily speechless. âWhat kind of good opinions can that lass have? She causes trouble all day. Yazhe doesnât like her at all, yet she still latches onto him. Wouldnât she just look like a joke to others?â
âUncle Mu is her relative; they are blood-related. No matter how much she likes him, she needs to know that there is a limit. I think she has gone crazy and doesnât even care about this basic ethics concept. It is laughable that she even dared to think about being with her uncle,â responded her son.
âTo be honest, if two people truly have feelings for each other, it isnât impossible for them to be together. There are many families wherein cousins can get married. It isnât a secret and can also not lead to mockery per se.â She paused for a moment before continuing to voice her opinion. âI must say: I like that young chap. Heâs extraordinarily capable and outstanding. No one in the Mu family is as courageous and as responsible as him, so I donât object to it. The problem is that your uncle only sees your sister as his sibling. One canât force things like feelings toward another. Plus, he is a stubbornââ
âMom, have you gone mad, too? If dad were to hear your words, heâd go ballistic,â Her son interrupted her words. âSis is causing trouble because of her lack of sensibility, yet you want to join in, too? This is utter chaos.â
She was rendered speechless from anger.
To be honest, she really liked Mu Yazhe.
Unfortunately, that young chap only saw and treated her daughter as his sister.
She let out a sigh and asked, âAre you hungry? If you are, I will prepare some food for you.â
Song Yunxi waved his hand. âThereâs no need! Iâm not hungry. Iâve already eaten.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He paused for a moment before continuing. âEven if I havenât, Iâm already full from being angered by Enya.â
Jiang Qimeng was divided between laughing and crying. Even as she sat next to her son, she still looked deeply worried.
âI donât know who your sister got her temper!â
Her sonâs anger had evidently not dissipated yet, for he replied unhappily, âSheâs been pampered and treated like a princess since young. How good could her temper be?â
âSheâs your sister! How could you say such things about her as her brother?â she reprimanded.
âFine. I wonât speak anymore, alright? Look; I only said a few words, and youâre already defending her! It would be strange if she didnât become spoiled!â
Song Yunxi stood up impatiently and walked up the stairs.
âWhere are you going?â She questioned him.
âIâm going to read in the studyâand sleep!â
He was in a terrible mood and did not want to talk to his mother any longer.
Jiang Qimeng shook her head but did not say anything else.
In the bedroom, Song Enya stood at the balcony and called a number.
âHow is the planning going?â
âMiss, you donât have to worry. Everything has been arranged properly. We have already sneaked her out and are just waiting for you to deal with her.â
âWatch her carefully and donât let her get away!â
She had a cruel smile on her face as she said slowly, âI want to put her into use the day after tomorrow.â
âWe understand.â
Putting down the phone, she raised her gaze quietly and looked at the pitch-black garden as her lips curved into a cold arch.