Lu Jingzhi chuckled.
He wasn't angry about his brother always poking at his wounds; he had indeed done many things wrong.
Qiao Yun glanced at Lu Jingzhi and followed Lu Zhanxing upstairs, and when they reached the top, she tugged at Lu Zhanxing's sleeve and said.
"You don't have to do this, I'm not angry."
She knew that Lu Zhanxing liked to take jabs at Lu Jingzhi from time to time to stand up for her.
Lu Zhanxing said pensively, "Sister, do you feel sorry for Big Brother?"
"No, it's not like that, I don't want to damage the bond between you brothers," Qiao Yun said, looking at him with eyes that showed no trace of pity.
She still hadn't learned what it meant to feel sorry for someone.
Lu Zhanxing said, "Don't worry about my relationship with Big Brother, we've always been like this since we were kids, but since sister has spoken, I'll take it easier on him."
Qiao Yun nodded, "Okay."
Lu Zhanxing sighed inwardly.
