"Are you talking about Mu Lin? She just left." When Ya Yan talked about Mu Lin, the smile at the corners of her mouth became even brighter, her eyebrows curled, making her look exceedingly beautiful. Of course, as seen through Chen Yao's eyes, it was nothing but jealousy.
She was jealous of everything from Mu Lin's decent family to her gorgeous appearance, and, of course, the elder brother who protected only Ya Yan and never noticed any other woman.
These were the sources of Chen Yao's resentment and pain.
The damsel in distress! For Ya Yan, Mu Lin was both the hero and the damsel, beautiful as she is.
"Oh." Hearing Ya Yan, Chen Yao nodded thoughtfully, then looked at the black coat on the bed and subconsciously reached for it. However, she was swiftly stopped by Yan Yan, "Don't touch this coat." For the first time aside from her own brother's adoration, Ya Yan felt a possessive love for an object without hesitation.
