Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiao’ai’s aggrieved expression, his hand gripping the pen tightened.
It took him a while before he finally uttered, "Don’t ntion him in front of ever again."
"Who?"
"Ye Qi."
Wen Xiao’ai faltered, "Why?"
"I don’t like him."
"Why have you suddenly started to dislike him? You used to..."
"I used to dislike him, and now I dislike him even more."
He had thought he was her brother, but he had never imagined...
"You clearly weren’t like this before, and you’ve never even t him, how can you say you don’t like him?"
"If I t him, I would definitely dislike him even more!" Jun Moyan said firmly, his face stern.
"Brother Ye Qi is really nice, really really nice. Everyone in our clan likes him." Wen Xiao’ai started to feel anxious upon hearing Jun Moyan’s dislike for Ye Qi.
"I said I don’t like him, and you’re not allowed to like him either." Jun Moyan spoke forcefully, for the first ti disregarding Wen Xiao’ai’s feelings with such firm words.
Wen Xiao’ai was sowhat frightened by Jun Moyan, but even more so, she was angered.
"You, you’re not Jun Moyan, you’re being unreasonable." Wen Xiao’ai, furious, stood up and stord out of the study.
Watching Wen Xiao’ai leave angrily, Jun Moyan angrily threw the pen onto the desk.
A person who had only been ntioned by Xiaoguai and never seen could anger him to this extent, even throwing him off balance.
It just shows how terrifying it is when a person with a strong possessive instinct becos jealous.
Just a few hours ago, he had still maintained respect for Ye Qi because of Xiaoguai, but a few hours later, that sa person was put on the dangerous persons list.
n indeed are fickle.
That evening, Wen Xiao’ai was absent from the dinner table.
Jun Moyan waited for a full half hour, but she still did not appear.
He finally asked Xiaocha to go upstairs and call her.
When Xiaocha ca back, she anxiously reported that Wen Xiao’ai was upstairs crying.
Upon hearing that Wen Xiao’ai was crying, Jun Moyan imdiately stood up and hurriedly left the dining area to go upstairs.
Entering the room, seeing Wen Xiao’ai crying so sorrowfully on the bed, Jun Moyan felt both angry and self-reproachful.
Just because of his words expressing dislike for Ye Qi, she was crying like this?
Is he that important to you?
So important that you can’t allow anyone to dislike him?
Even including ?
Jun Moyan stood at the doorway for a while, Wen Xiao’ai’s heart-wrenching sobs making his own heart twist.
Thinking that it was his own fault she was crying, Jun Moyan felt even worse.
He sat down beside the bed, Jun Moyan reached his hand out toward her, but stopped just before touching her.
A few seconds later, Jun Moyan’s hand moved forward again, pushing her arm gently.
"... Xiaoguai."
"Go away, you’re not Jun Moyan. The real Jun Moyan wouldn’t be like this, wuu wuu..."
Wen Xiao’ai cried and shifted slightly to the side, moving a bit further from him.
She didn’t hope for the whole world to like Ye Qi, she just hoped that the person she liked the most would also like Ye Qi.
She hoped even more that Brother Ye Qi would also like Jun Moyan
Because both of them were her favorites.
Jun Moyan’s words that he didn’t like Ye Qi and didn’t allow her to like Ye Qi directly hurt her heart.
Jun Moyan was angered by Wen Xiao’ai’s words, yet he couldn’t retaliate.
"Get up, let’s go eat."
"I won’t eat, I’d rather starve to death, since you don’t care about anymore, wuu wuu..."
"I do care about you."
"You do, you scold , and you won’t let like Brother Ye Qi. You used to never be like this." Wen Xiao’ai, still crying, sat up on the bed and yelled at Jun Moyan.
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