Watching Yang Chengyou slowly approach, Yang Mengchen's eyes were filled with admiration and laughter, feeling boundless pride for her brothers' outstanding handsomeness.
Her right hand was suddenly tightly gripped, and upon turning, it was Long Xuanmo. Yang Mengchen reprimanded, "Prince, what are you doing?"
"You're not allowed to look at other men!" Long Xuanmo whispered a warning.
"That's my fourth brother, not some other man!"
"Not even brothers! I am better looking than anyone, you can only look at me!"
Ignoring the childish and jealous Long Xuanmo, Yang Mengchen smiled and said to Yang Chengyou, "Fourth Brother, the meal is ready, let's go over."
"Alright." Nodding to Long Xuanmo as a sign of respect, Yang Chengyou looked at his sister, his handsome face brimming with a warm and indulgent smile.
Yang Mengchen returned a sweet smile.
