Her attitude of watching the drama as if eating melon seeds made Xia Chui utterly speechless, "Can you tone down your expression a bit, please?"
Xia Ji's smile was unwavering, "Why should I? Watching the drama requires the right attitude. If I watch it solemnly, can it even be called watching?"
Xia Chui: "..."
Suddenly at a loss for words.
Xia Ruyan was infuriated by the siblings' oblivious conversation, a burning rage filling her stomach, "Big brother..."
"I think, I have told you before, I am not your big brother, nor am I your relative." Xia Chui faced Xia Ruyan, his expression completely indifferent, as cold as an emotionless machine.
Xia Ruyan felt a chill in her heart; her lips quivered, as if nothing she could say would be right.
Xia Chui's hands were in his pockets, while Xia Ji wrapped her arm around his, standing by his side. To outsiders, they looked like siblings bullying a frail young lady, but no one in the Xia Family would think so.
