Wen Nian returned home that evening, and Wen Yu, who had wrapped up his winter break activities, was already back.
"Oh, come and check out my superstar!" Wen Yu excitedly rushed over, grabbing Wen Nian's luggage. "Did you prepare a hefty red envelope for me this New Year?"
With that, he pulled Wen Nian into a hug and hastily snapped a photo with his phone.
"What on earth are you doing?" Wen Nian was utterly bewildered by his flurry of actions.
Wen Yu swiftly manipulated his phone. "I told them that you're my sister, but they didn't buy it. Can you believe they called me delusional? I need this photo to clear my name! You're so stunning, and I'm so dashing. No matter how you look at it, we're family. How could we not be blood-related?"
Zhou Mei emerged from the kitchen, tapping him on the head with a spatula. "Apart from sharing a last name with your sister, I honestly can't see any resemblance! Now hurry and set the table; dinner's almost ready."
