the Capital, a villa.
In the spacious living room, a slightly chubby girl stared blankly at the disconnected video call, rubbing her eyes.
Josephine Fuller put down her phone and pinched the handsome young man beside her with force.
Her voice trembled with excitement, "Second Brother, Second Brother, this is real, right? We're not dreaming!"
The girl's pinch on his arm was quite strong, causing pain. Joseph Fuller's handsome face darkened, and he gently shook off her hand.
He rubbed the reddened skin where she pinched, "Chubby, if you pinch yourself, you'll know if it's a dream, right? Why do you have to pinch me? You're quite bold."
Josephine's round face flushed with embarrassment, and she touched the tip of her nose with a hint of guilt in her eyes.
Her lips pursed, she dared not meet the young man's angry eyes, "I... It hurts when I pinch myself..."
Joseph Fuller: "..."
He suppressed his anger, feeling as if he would lose consciousness.
