Wenhan turned fifteen this year, and although not fully understanding the situation, he keenly sensed the atmosphere was a bit off. Thus, he quickly spoke up, "This is my eldest sister, who has been helping our aunt in town. My brothers and I have been living at our aunt's place, so my sister is there helping with the cooking and such. Since we were staying at our aunt's, we never invited you over, so it's normal that you haven't seen her."
Pengcheng nodded, "I see, that makes sense. Alright, Wenhan, let's go to your room, it's too noisy here. It's better to go to your room and read for a while." Although Pengcheng was still concerned about Jingya and wanted to take another look at her, his upbringing restrained him from staring at a girl like a rogue, so he turned and walked away.
Wenhan and Zixuan quickly followed, heading to the west courtyard together. After they left, Jingya finally raised her head and stared at their departing figures, somewhat lost in thought.
