One evening, Helian Yueyin had an important matter on her mind, so she went to find her brother, Helian Chengyan, in his study...
"What are you up to, my dear brother?!"
Helian Yueyin lazily leaned against a bookshelf, hands crossed over her chest, casting a sideways glance at the man who was engrossed in a book.
"What's up?" Helian Chengyan, without raising his head, flipped through the pages with the tip of his fingers.
The passing of time had deepened the contours of his tall stature, drawn long and lean, covering his inherent nobility with an aura of forbearance and coldness.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Helian Yueyin suddenly clicked her tongue a few times in acknowledgment.
Having not seen him for three years, she had expected him to have changed dramatically. However, his change only seemed to occur around Chi Xingye. He remained as high and mighty as ever in front of others.
This was the conclusion she had drawn after her half a month stay here.
