Ji Lingyun seriously looked at Tiantian, as if truly seeing his little sister for the first time in seventeen years. He cracked a smile, "You've grown up and are smarter than your Third Brother. Leave this matter to me, and just focus on your studies like a child should."
Tiantian didn't appreciate that comment. She took out a photo from the time Wen Jiangxue was studying, along with a faded pink love letter. Frowning in confusion she asked, "What era is this to still have secret crushes? If you like someone, you should confess loudly. If there's a misunderstanding, clarify it right away. If that's not enough, prove it with actions. How can I, at this age, still teach you how to be in a relationship?"
Ji Lingyun's face turned red, then pale, "Tiantian!"
