"B-big Brother!" Iris cried in Russian.
"Hm."
Lu Zihao's chest tightened and his throat felt somewhat choked up. He always hated seeing his precious little sister cry. It always made him want to torture and murder any foolish asshole who dared to reduce her to tears. This time, however, the foolish asshole was him. Guilt filled him for making his little sister worry about him so much that she would cry like this. It wasn't healthy for her especially now that she was pregnant and still in bed rest.
"Are you okay now?" she asked.
"I am. Don't worry about me anymore."
"How can I not worry about you?! You're my big brother!"
He sighed and felt even guiltier. His expression, however, remained impassive, not allowing anyone to read his real thoughts or emotions from his face. [Read official chapters on W e b n o v e l (dot) com. Please stop supporting piracy. Also follow author on Instagram: @arriacross]
