"All you know is fun!" Qin Yutong scolded her younger brother.
Lin Haoran, on a whimsical note, carried on imagining for his sister. "As for you, sis, you'll be busy dressing up, busy traveling, busy having boyfriends every day..."
Qin Yutong frowned. "My ambitions aren't that grand!"
"I arranged such a good life for you, you don't like it? Do you want to work yourself to death?"
"I'd rather work hard than live as lazily as you do!"
"I'm enjoying life, you're ruining your health. You vulgar people will never understand the true essence of life!" said Lin Haoran dismissively.
The two siblings heatedly argued, their faces flushed red. Perhaps this was the greatest joy in their childhood lives and an important part of it.
Watching this, Lin Xiangwan couldn't help but feel envious. She had once fantasized about having a brother or sister to protect her from loneliness, pain, and solitude.
