JUN'S POV
I gently sweep Yiren's hair over her shoulder and take a deep whiff of her calming strawberry fragrance. The scent does wonders to keep me grounded, especially now. I don't usually create drama in front of my family—it's not my style—but seeing Hong's face contorting with fury as she checks her phone, I know it's inevitable this time. Fine. If it's going to happen, let's just get it over with.
I exchange a subtle, knowing glance with Zian. We've been preparing for this confrontation for months, though he always left the final decision to me. And now, it's happening.
"My YouTube and social media accounts are banned suddenly, Feng Junjie. Care to explain how that happened?" Her anger is palpable, radiating off her like heat waves.
I pause the movie, and all eyes in the camp turn to us. I stay calm, keeping my face neutral. "How would I know about your accounts?" I say, my voice smooth.
