"That, brother..."
For some reason, although it was still the same embrace she had grown accustomed to from childhood, she couldn't understand why this time it felt so bizarre. It was just a hug, so why did it evoke in her a sense of ambiguity?
"Hmm!"
The man responded with a low hum but didn't speak. Instead, his hands tightened around her, with a force that felt as though he wanted to embed her into his body, "Don't be angry, I didn't mean it that way!"
"If not that way, then what do you mean?"
Her surname was Han, his was Gu; wasn't it clear enough that they didn't share the same surname? "Brother, do you think I'm being too meddlesome and that I've upset Mom by interfering too much with your affairs, depriving you of your freedom?"
Gu Nanfeng: "..."
Meddling?
He actually liked her meddling in his affairs. "No, you're not meddling. You are concerned with the right things. It was my fault just now for being harsh on you!"
