"Brother."
Jiang Manyun was deeply moved, and her tears flowed even more.
"Sister, don't cry. Everyone is watching us."
Jiang Chenxi took out a handkerchief and gently wiped his sister's tears. "If you keep crying, they'll think I'm bullying you."
"Mhm."
Jiang Manyun took the handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and forced herself to stop crying.
*
"What a changeable personality this kid has. He seems completely different from the womanizing second-generation idiot he was before. It's as if he's a completely different person."
At a nearby wine table, the young people were indeed paying attention to the sibling duo, taking in every detail of their expressions.
Everyone felt it was strange.
"Chenxi is flamboyant and annoying on the surface, but his nature is actually not too bad. He's kind-hearted and not malicious."
One of his followers, speaking realistically, said: "At least he genuinely cares for his sisters to some extent."
