She longed for a glance from Xie Xun, but to her dismay, Xie Xun completely ignored her, drinking alone. Lin Yu Yan felt a pang of disappointment. Seeing Xie Xun rest his cup, she obediently poured him a drink, prompting Lin Cheng to jest, "My sister has never lifted a finger at home, let alone poured wine for her brother."
"Brother!" Lin Yu Yan's face flushed with embarrassment as she glanced at Xie Xun, half shy and half wanting to speak. Yet her coquettish gaze was wasted on the blind eye. Xie Xun coldly replied, "My elder sister has never done such menial tasks either; these are left to the servants."
Lin Yu Yan's expression changed drastically. Her eyes reddened instantly, burning with shame and anger, and she ran off in heartbreak.
"Young Marquis, you truly have no tenderness for beauty," Lin Cheng lamented, protective of his sister's feelings. "She's wholeheartedly devoted to you; how could you break her heart?"
