Wen Yangzhi slightly lifted his gaze to look at her, his eyes calm: "Why don't you call her?"
She found it hard to say, stammering:
"Never mind, I just said it casually."
Wen Yangzhi glanced at her sidelong, his eyes dark like submerged wood, his tone indifferent:
"Nannan is being so disobedient, not calling her. Brother taught you to be polite."
The more indifferently he said it, the more ashamed she felt, as if his words were sparks igniting her.
She couldn't tell if he was doing it on purpose, saying it just to see her discomfort, and suddenly her face burned even hotter.
Clutching tightly around his neck, she shyly hid in his embrace, glancing up at the mirror:
"Sister..."
He did not let her off the hook, his lips as thin as cicada wings moved lightly: "I just said, should you call this sister, sister?
Finally, Yun Yuwan struggled to speak:
"Sister-in-law."
Seeing her unbearable shame, Wen Yangzhi finally relented, appearing slightly pleased.
