Chapter 35: What is a Brother Without Blood Ties?

 Chapter 35: What is a Brother Without Blood Ties?

The sarcastic remark was directed at Ning Qing, but it easily threw Yan Sichen off balance.

He panicked and turned to look at the woman. "Qing Qing, it's not like that!"

"I believe you," Ning Qing replied calmly, not showing any signs of distrust.

She responded too quickly, and Yan Sichen's explanation got stuck in his throat.

Ning Qing stared hard at Nian Lian, retorting sarcastically: "Have you slept with fewer women than he has?"

Nian Lian gave her a cold glance and pressed the cigarette butt that was between his fingers into his palm.

It hurt, but he remained indifferent.

However, his silence was taken as an admission by Ning Qing.

Sarcasm was written all over her face, and her words were like a sharp blade. "Who are you to judge others?"

A cold laugh escaped Nian Lian's thin lips. "And what about you?"

"..."

"You just visited my mother in the morning and now you're with him," Nian Lian pointed at Yan Sichen, his eyes turning red.

"Ning Qing, I didn't know that your standards for judging people varied from person to person."

Ning Qing could not fail to notice his sarcasm. Her pale face tensed up. "Sichen and I haven't done anything. We don't care what others say. Unlike some people, who have dirty thoughts and see everything as dirty."

Who couldn't understand the metaphor?

Nian Lian's face was cold as ice. He was tired of arguing with her in front of a third person.

Otherwise, things would only get uglier.

He grabbed Yan Sichen's hand and forced it down with brute strength, inch by inch.

"Stop here, Yan Sichen."

"What do you want to do?" Yan Sichen's heart ached, stubbornly resisting him in secret. "I won't let you hurt Qingqing..."

Nian Lian narrowed his eyes. "And what gives you the right to stop me?"

"..."

Yan Sichen's angular jaw tightened. A sense of powerlessness emerged in his heart. This was his weakest point compared to Nian Lian. Regardless of anything else, Nian Lian was his legitimate husband. And he was nothing. But how could he be willing to accept this?

No! He couldn't lose to him!

The emotions of competitiveness and unwillingness intertwined. Yan Sichen once again tightened his grip on the man's wrist, concealing his inner dominance with composure. "I am her brother."

Nian Lian suddenly smiled lightly, turning things upside down, but also seemingly laughing at his foolishness. He spoke, piercing through his self-deception: "What is a non-blood-related brother?"

Something shattered in his heart and chest.

Yan Sichen's resistance weakened. Nian Lian lowered his head and lightly stroked his hand, causing Yan Sichen's grip to loosen and fall weakly.

Nian Lian easily pulled Ning Qing into his embrace. Yan Sichen's eyes stung. The pretense of peace was no longer necessary.

"Understand your identity clearly," Nian Lian coldly warned. "You'd better not look for her again. No matter what the reason."

With his indifferent words, Nian Lian ignored the struggling and resistance of the woman, forcibly embracing her and leaving.

Yan Sichen wanted to chase after them, but found that he couldn't take that step no matter what. The tense atmosphere just now suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a silent room.

He lowered his head, the pain in his eyes evident. His trembling hand reached up and touched his forehead, where cold sweat dripped down. He felt a tinge of redness in his eyes and fell into contemplation.

The trust she had blurted out just now, was it because she truly believed in him, or because she simply didn't care whether it was true or false? And yet she still relied on that man despite how badly he treated her.

Was it because he wasn't good enough that Qing Qing didn't like him? Were all these seemingly logical reasons not enough to hide the sorrow and sadness that emanated from the man?

Yan Sichen smiled bitterly and sat down slowly, as if in slow motion. Like a statue, he remained motionless for a long time.

(End of chapter)