After Ji Yuanyuan finished speaking, Ji Zixuan lowered his head and fell silent.
Ji Zixuan looked at the floor silently, and so did Ji Yuanyuan.
Neither of them spoke. The living room was so quiet that one could even hear the sound of a pin dropping on the ground.
After a while, he finally looked up. "I understand. Don't worry. I won't do anything to upset our father."
"It's getting late," he said. "Go up and sleep."
Outside, the crackling sounds continued.
Ji Yuanyuan also stood up and pointed to the bedroom on the first floor. "You can stay in that room. We've already gotten a cleaner to clean the house. The bedding is also new."
He nodded and turned to go to his room.
"Big Brother…" Ji Yuanyuan suddenly called out to him.
Ji Zixuan turned around and looked at Ji Yuanyuan strangely.
"Happy New Year," Ji Yuanyuan said in a low voice.
When he heard this, he forced a smile. "Happy New Year."
