After saying what was in her heart, Rong Xiaoyu looked at her brother. "Ahxuan, it's getting late. I am leaving," she informed.
Rong Yixuan looked at her and then he glanced at his sister. With a regretful sigh, he took her hand and turned to leave. "Let's go..."
Rong Xiaoyu shook her head. She hugged him tightly and whispered a few words into his ears. "Brother Xuan, don't miss this wonderful chance. This is the correct time to strick. Also, remember, if she doesn't confess her feelings, then you will not tell her the truth. Otherwise, I will beat you."
Rong Yixuan gave his sister an incredulous look. "Y-you..."
"I am leaving," Rong Xiaoyu smiled.
