An Jing couldn't help but laugh as she opened the door to the inner chamber and saw the pitiable state of Su Chengyu, "Are you trying to be a door god for me and your Brother Yi?"
Su Chengyu didn't get up. He remained seated on the small stool, hugging his knees, but his gaze went past the door An Jing had opened and fell on Xiao Changyi inside, saying somberly, "Brother Yi doesn't even look at the letters I sent..."
An Jing found it even more amusing, "Whose fault is it that you didn't even give him a heads-up in the first place?"
Su Chengyu's expression turned even more aggrieved, "If I had informed him and he disagreed, and then I went ahead and requested an official position for you, he would have been even angrier..."
An Jing was initially stunned, then she chuckled, "You do understand your Brother Yi quite well." After a pause, she continued, "Alright, go to sleep. I'll talk to him later, and ask him to read the letters you send from now on."
