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“No, of course not…”
“No, of course not…”
Yin Hanyu and Yin Yichen shook their heads in unison.
In an instant, Lin Qingyou became even more suspicious.
However, she chose not to expose them and simply returned to the kitchen to continue her work.
Seeing Lin Qingyou leave, Yin Hanyu let out a sigh of relief.
It wasn’t that he wanted to hide anything from her—he just didn’t want her to worry or feel troubled.
Matters between men shouldn’t involve women.
Revenge… He would take care of it himself.
Yin Hanyu lay back, resting his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling. His deep eyes grew even more complicated.
Yin Yichen, seeing him wrapped head to toe in bandages, assumed he was seriously injured. Concerned, he asked, “Bro, you must be in a lot of pain with all these injuries. Do you want me to get you some of the Xiao family’s exclusive painkillers?”
Yin Hanyu gave him a cold glance. “Pain? What pain? It’s just a few scratches. Don’t make a big deal out of it.”
“What do you mean, ‘a big deal’? Look at yourself! You’re wrapped up like a mummy!”
Yin Yichen pointed at all the bandages covering Yin Hanyu.
Suddenly, Yin Hanyu chuckled—because it was Lin Qingyou who had bandaged him up.
Instantly, he felt proud. His eyes gleamed with smugness as he looked at Yin Yichen. “It’s because your sister-in-law cares about me. You wouldn’t understand—you don’t have a wife to spoil you.”
Yin Yichen: “…”
Damn it. He shouldn’t have said anything.
Now he was being force-fed dog food.
Yin Yichen had a bad feeling. In the future, he might just become a dog food dispenser.
Sure enough, Yin Hanyu continued, “Actually, I don’t even feel any pain. These are just minor injuries. But this—” he gestured at the bandages, “—is a sign of your sister-in-law’s love. So, do you get it?”
Yin Yichen: “…”
No. He. Did. Not.
Yin Yichen pouted and turned to leave.
But as he reached the door, he hesitated and turned back, looking at Yin Hanyu with a conflicted expression.
Yin Hanyu glanced at him. “If you have something to say, say it. If not, get lost.”
Yin Yichen: “…”
Feigning mystery, he said, “Bro, I don’t know if I should say this…”
Hearing that, Yin Hanyu immediately lost interest. He pulled the blanket over himself and went to sleep.
Yin Yichen: “…”
Can’t he get a little respect?
Yin Yichen pouted, then leaned in a little closer. “Bro, this time, what I have to say is very, very important.”
This time, not only did Yin Hanyu ignore him, but he also turned over, presenting only his back.
Yin Yichen: “…”
“I’m serious! It’s really, really important!” Yin Yichen emphasized again.
Yin Hanyu waved him away. “Leave.”
But Yin Yichen refused to go. “Bro, I’ve realized something—you have no idea how to be in a relationship. If you keep this up, sister-in-law will run away with someone else.”
“Yin Yichen, do you have a death wish?”
Yin Hanyu instantly turned over and glared at him, looking like he was ready to strangle him.
Yin Yichen quickly took three steps back. “Bro, trust me, this time I really know what I’m talking about.”
Yin Hanyu’s expression remained cold. “Oh, like how you told me to give Qingyou chrysanthemums on Valentine’s Day?”
Yin Yichen: “…”
That wasn’t his fault! Chrysanthemums are elegant flowers!
Roses on Valentine’s Day are so cliché. He just wanted his brother to stand out, to leave a deep impression on Lin Qingyou!
Where did he go wrong?!
As if reading his mind, Yin Hanyu continued digging up old grievances.
“Do you remember how you told me to win Qingyou over when she was mad at me?”
Yin Yichen nodded enthusiastically. “Of course! I told you to kiss her, pin her down, sleep with her, and win her over with passion!”
“…”
Yin Hanyu’s face instantly darkened. He grabbed a pillow and hurled it at Yin Yichen.
Some memories were too painful to recall…
“You idiot! I only did the first step, and she slapped me across the face and blocked me forever!”
Yin Yichen: “…”
“So…” Yin Hanyu pointed at the door. “You. Leave. NOW.”
Yin Yichen: “…”
He trudged to the door but still refused to give up.
As he reached the doorway, he turned back and said, “Bro, even if you get mad, I have to tell you— you don’t know how to be in a relationship. Let me be your love coach!”
Yin Hanyu immediately grabbed a slipper and threw it at him.
Yin Yichen caught it mid-air. “Bro, listen—if you were good at relationships, you’d be in bed moaning about your pain right now.”
Yin Hanyu froze!
The second slipper, which was about to be thrown, was temporarily put down.
Looking awkward, he said, “Go on.”
Yin Yichen smirked. “Bro, be nicer to me.”
The second slipper flew straight at his forehead.
“Ow—!” Yin Yichen clutched his head. “Fine! Fine! I’ll talk!”
Pointing at Yin Hanyu’s wounds, he said, “Women are emotional creatures. Right now, you have the perfect excuse to play the sympathy card, but you keep insisting you’re fine! You’re practically giving your love rival a free shot!”
“Think about Cold Yifeng—he always acted pitiful and got all of sister-in-law’s sympathy!”
Yin Hanyu’s handsome face turned black. “You want me to act like that slimy green tea bastard?”
“What’s wrong with green tea tactics? They work!”
Yin Yichen became more animated. “Bro, think back to when Cold Yifeng played the weak, suffering man. What kind of treatment did he get compared to you? You were so jealous you nearly cried.”
Yin Hanyu: “…”
Sensing his brother wavering, Yin Yichen pressed on. “Bro, don’t you want to turn the tables and win this time?”
Yin Hanyu: “…”
“Bro, even the heavens are giving you the perfect opportunity!” Yin Yichen pointed at his wounds. “And what did you do? You clenched your teeth and kept saying ‘it doesn’t hurt’! You’ve practically turned yourself into a Ninja Turtle!”
Yin Hanyu: “…”
“Then what should I do?” Yin Hanyu asked, looking uncomfortable.
Yin Yichen smirked. “Easy—be a green tea like Cold Yifeng. Learn from past experiences, stand on the shoulders of giants—ah no, I mean, on the shoulders of green tea masters!”
Yin Hanyu: “…”
No. He. Would. Not.
He was a man of principles and dignity.
Thirty minutes later.
Lin Qingyou carried a tray of food into the room—only to hear Yin Hanyu groaning under the covers:
“Oww… It hurts… It hurts so much…”
Lin Qingyou: “…” ???!!!