"Come on, let's go up together and sit down together to explain things clearly."

"Sister~ No need, I will do it myself~"

Han Yang was frightened when he saw that his sister was coming with bad intentions.

"Ouch, it hurts, sister, it hurts!"

Han Yang limped and waved his hands desperately to retreat, but he still couldn't withstand the "torture" of his sister's pressing steps.

Han Muxue's ears were picked up in a "ferocious" manner. He grinned in pain and screamed, while Han Muxue's dark warning sounded in his ears.

"Little bastard, your wings are stiff. Come up with me and explain it to me in front of your brother!"

"Sister, I really don't have it, believe me! I dare to swear to God, if I really do it..."

He was stopped mid-sentence by his frightened sister, Han Muxue.

"You still dare to swear? Be careful if God strikes you with a thunderbolt. Be careful what you say."

After the thrill just now, Han Yang was frightened just thinking about it. He secretly glanced at the calm night sky, shrank his neck, and immediately closed his mouth.

With her brother Li Jiaming present, Li Jiahui was like a frightened little rabbit. After entering Han Muxue's apartment, she clutched the hem of her work clothes and cotton-padded clothes tightly and didn't say a word.

"Jia Hui, don't be afraid. Say whatever you have to say. If there are any problems, we can solve them together. Don't worry, Sister Xue'er will help you with your care or marriage. If our brat Yang Yang bullies you, Sister Xue'er

I will make the decision for you!"

"Sister! What do you mean I bullied her? I really didn't. She was just pretending. I'm the victim, okay?"

Han Yang was unhappy and shouted. He felt that his sister was not dealing with justice at all, or was blinded by this girl. Who wouldn't pretend to be pitiful? She was just trying to gain sympathy and morally kidnap him.

"Shut up! Listen to this girl!"

Han Muxue raised her head and yelled at Han Yang again. Han Yang couldn't argue, he spread his hands speechlessly, turned his head away, hugged his arms, and stopped talking.

"Na Jiahui, do you think this is okay? If my sister asks you, you can just nod and shake your head. Do you think this is okay?"

Under the serious pressure of her brother Li Jiaming, Li Jiahui finally raised her head, glanced at Han Muxue, then quickly lowered her head and nodded lightly.

"Well, my sister wants to ask you, have you met Han Yang before?"

All eyes are focused on Li Jiahui.

After a few seconds, she nodded gently.

"What evidence do you have that he is your boyfriend?"

Li Jiahui thought for a while, and quickly took out an old red string from her coat pocket, with a small dark red blessing bag on it, which was the amulet left to Han Yang by her mother Bai Luomei.

Han Muxue originally had an exact replica of this thing, but unfortunately everything was destroyed by that thrilling explosion.

Han Yang had never left this amulet with him before. To be able to give such an important thing to Li Jiahui showed that the relationship between Li Jiahui and him was definitely extraordinary.

"How come you have this thing in your hand?"

Han Yang snatched it away, frowned, held the mother's only relic in his hand, and examined it carefully.

"Then I have to ask you, Yangyang, how could such an important thing be in the hands of this little girl? And you still say you don't know her?"

Han Muxue's voice already contained sullenness.

Han Yang himself was confused and casually replied, "Is it stolen?"

"You still refuse to tell the truth!"

Han Muxue slapped the table. The parent's majesty made Han Yang's heart tremble.

"I don't expect you to achieve much. At least you can be an honest and good person. What's going on now? There are young girls coming to your door, but you are so stubborn that you don't admit it?"

"If I don't have it, I don't have it!"

"Li Jiahui, right?"

Han Yang also lost his temper and pointed angrily at the well-behaved Li Jiahui sitting on the sofa with her hands on her knees and her back hunched over.

"Let's go to the police station and call the police now. If I really do something to you, can I go to jail immediately?"

"what are you doing?"

"What does it mean to threaten a girl's family?"

Han Muxue stood up and grabbed Han Yang, who was starting to lose control of his emotions.

"Sister, don't you believe me? Okay, let the police come and investigate. If they find out that I did it, I will go to jail, including the cat abuse before! I, Han Yang, admit it!"

Han Yang rubbed his neck, his face flushed with bulging veins, as if he had drank several kilograms of high-purity liquor.

"Why don't you let your brother-in-law come and check it out? Anyway, my brother-in-law used to be a policeman. If he finds out that I did it, I will go in!"

"Han Yang, it's okay, don't be impulsive!"

Ling Ziyue hugged the emotional Han Yang and turned to comfort the somewhat sad Han Muxue.

"You should stop saying a few words. There may be a hidden secret in this matter?"

"What's the secret behind this obvious thing?"

"Ling Ziyue, please don't interfere. This is a family matter of our family. If we don't let him realize the seriousness of some things, he will really go to jail in the future!"

"Sister, in your mind, is it possible for me to enter at any moment?"

Han Yang was a little sad, lowered his head in frustration, and tears fell silently.

"Then don't worry about me from now on. I'm just a mess anyway, and I'm not worth worrying about."

"Han Yang! Han Yang!"

All his emotions burst out at once. He shook off Ling Ziyue's hand and rushed out of the apartment. Xiaoyun followed him.

"If you have the ability to leave this house today, never come back, Han Yang!"

A loud bang was heard from the ground, which was Han Yang's response.

In the huge living room, only Han Muxue, who had just finished speaking harsh words, was a little anxious and a little exhausted.

She fell and sank deeply into the sofa, lowering her head and holding her forehead, feeling deeply powerless.

"I'm sorry, Jiaming, I will definitely handle your sister's matter properly."

"It doesn't matter. I will discipline our Jiahui well when we get back. She also made mistakes."

"Let's go, isn't it embarrassing enough?"

Li Jiaming slowly stood up using the armrest of the sofa, and Li Jiahui hurriedly followed him, carefully supporting his injured brother.

"It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first. I'm sorry for causing trouble to you, Xue'er."

"It was our Yangyang's fault first."

Han Muxue smiled apologetically and stood up to see him off.

When she was approaching the door, Li Jiahui suddenly turned around and stared at Han Muxue seriously with her small round eyes.

When her brother Li Jiaming wasn't paying attention, she quickly stuffed a crumpled tissue into Han Muxue's hand. Then she winked at Han Muxue and made a phone call gesture.

It wasn't until Li Jiaming asked about it that she helped her brother out honestly.

After the door was closed, Han Muxue and Ling Ziyue were the only two people left in the apartment.

Han Muxue leaned against the door dejectedly, raised her head and closed her eyes, exhausted both physically and mentally.

"You should trust Han Yang more, he is your brother no matter what."

"Always being so strong and aggressive will only make the problem worse."

"I know, but I'm too scared. I'm afraid that he will become a problem boy. I'm afraid that he will really do something wrong because he was young and cannot be undone. In that case, how can I be worthy of my mother..."

Han Muxue choked up a little.

Ling Zi hugged her more and more, gently stroking her hair to comfort her.
Chapter completed!