An Yang knew San Li's worries. The progress of her relationship with her mother and Karla had made San Li feel threatened and worried, which was why she had acted like that.
"Then why didn't Onii-chan come with me?”
San Li's words were filled with resentment."Does Onii-chan hate me?"
"Sanli, remember, you're my beloved sister. I won't leave you.”
"And you're still too young. Wait two years."”
His overbearing words made San Li's worries disappear.
"Onii-chan, my favorite!"
"We're back."
As soon as they entered the house, An Yang said loudly.
A series of hurried footsteps sounded, and Shiya appeared in front of An Yang in a light red kimono.
"Welcome back."
Shiya hurriedly bowed.
"Mom, you don't have to do this.”
Anyang quickly held her hand, causing Shiya's face to turn red. However, she did not struggle. After all, according to tradition, Anyang had become the head of the family. She could also be said to belong to him. Even if she was his mother, she could not disobey the orders of the head of the family.
Hearing An Yang's words, her expression immediately turned serious."No, this is the family tradition!”
"I'm the head of the family now. I have the final say!”
An Yang waved her hand and said. Shiya opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. After all, her son was right. He was the head of the family, and she had to listen to his opinion.
"Alright, let's go in. Mom, I have to help you strengthen yourself today.”
Without any explanation, he began to pull Shiya closer to his former parents 'room and prepared to start strengthening her.
Shiya's face immediately turned red. She lowered her head and allowed her son to pull her away.
Ever since Anyang had strengthened him, he would always be filled with anticipation at this time every day.
He didn't know what method he used to make his body start to recover. Although what happened between them made her feel a little ashamed, she didn't hate it. In fact, she even liked it.
She knew that she would fall sooner or later, but she had no way to resist, nor did she want to.
Clang!
The door was closed, and San Li couldn't help but purse her lips. She knew that her brother was going to do something with her mother again. If it weren't for today's incident, she might have been a little unhappy, but now that she had received her brother's affirmative answer, she was full of anticipation.
Looking at the door, San Li could not help but clench his fists.
Brother, in a few years…when I grow up…
She turned around and left. She still had to make her first kimono. She had asked her mother for advice a few days ago. After all, her brother liked this kind of clothing.
Shiya, who was pulled into the room by An Yang, was extremely shy and did not dare to move at all.
"Then, let's begin.”
Walking to the bedside, An Yang said with a smile.
"What should we do here?"
San Li was at a loss with the needle and thread in his hand. He wanted to ask his mother for advice, but his brother and mother were really together now, so it was not appropriate for him to go over.
"I'm so envious…"
San Li muttered as he lay on the bed and looked at the roof.
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