Chapter 162 Even I Feel Ashamed in Comparison

Tang Yu was slightly dazed, unaware of when he had stood there until he walked right up to her.

Bian Yang's pale, slender fingers rested casually on her shoulder, with a force that was far from gentle, pulling her into his embrace in a posture that felt more like confinement.

Tang Yu raised her head, her field of vision invaded by the boy's sharp, well-defined profile.

At that moment, his gaze was lowered, not looking at her at all, but merely sweeping nonchalantly over the card in Qin Yuwei's hand.

Then, a trace of arrogance seeped from his brows and eyes. Letting out an extremely faint chuckle, his voice was both deep and lazy.

"Sister Yuwei, what is the meaning of this? A welcome gift for my girlfriend?"

Even though he was smiling, it was cold and devoid of warmth.

The surrounding air pressure dropped to zero in an instant.

Qin Yuwei was instantly struck by the awkwardness of being caught red-handed doing something wrong, and she quickly went along with his words. "…Right, right, right, this is indeed just a welcome gift."

Bian Yang gave her a detached glance, his pupils purely black, appearing even more indifferent in the light. "Today is my birthday, so I won't accept this money. Tomorrow I'll host another gathering and formally introduce Xiaoyu to everyone."

Qin Yuwei immediately took the out. "Right, actually that was my thought as well, haha."

She awkwardly withdrew the card.

People attending the party standing not far away could not figure out the current situation, but they could sense that the atmosphere was wrong, and no one dared to step forward.

"Bao, let me officially introduce her. This is Qin Mingyu's biological sister. We all call her Sister Yuwei."

Bian Yang's tall, slender figure leaned down toward her with a light smile, but his words seemed directed more at Qin Yuwei. "Sister Yuwei is three years older than us, a bit older in age, and naturally her hands are a bit too long. Ever since she was little, she's loved meddling in other people's business. She hasn't been telling you any nonsense, has she?"

Tang Yu could clearly sense the pointed nature of these words.

Sure enough, Qin Yuwei's expression visibly soured.

She did not know how much Bian Yang had overheard, but she did not want him to have an unpleasant falling out with his friend because of her.

So, she shook her head with a very slight movement. "Sister Yuwei is very nice. She's the one who brought me in."

"Sister Yuwei is indeed not bad." Bian Yang chuckled abruptly, the corners of his lips maintaining an upward curve. "I asked Qin Mingyu to go pick you up. Sister Yuwei has such good character, which is why she came in Qin Mingyu's place. Her own love life and career are an absolute mess, yet she loves snatching other people's jobs. I honestly pale in comparison to such character."

Hearing this, Qin Yuwei instantly flushed bright red, too embarrassed to utter a word.

Tang Yu, with her hands behind her back, quickly tugged at the corner of his shirt—a silent hint that his words were too harsh.

Bian Yang unconcernedly picked up her hand, kneaded her fingertips, and then intertwined his fingers with hers.

Qin Yuwei's gaze involuntarily fell upon their clasped hands.

Being watched like this, the tips of Tang Yu's ears grew slightly warm.

She tried to pull her hand back a little.

Bian Yang not only refused to let go, but instead raised their intertwined hands, lowered his head within the sight of outsiders, and pressed a devout kiss to the young girl's fingertips.

His lips were slightly cool, yet her fingertips burned hot.

Sensing her fingertips curl and tense up, the pretty little face of the young girl was now completely red, as if stained with rouge.

The boy lifted his gaze to look at her, his thumb gently brushing against the back of her hand, smiling with a somewhat roguish charm. "Bao, Sister Yuwei is not an outsider, there's no need for us to be shy."

The end of the pet name "Bao" lingered in his tone, spoken with lingering tenderness.

He even freed one hand to affectionately pinch her cheek, which had an exceptionally delightful texture.

Tang Yu pushed his hand away with a flushed face.

Her exquisite appearance was reflected in his eyes as he smiled. "Did I pinch too hard?"

The young girl was massaging the spot he had just pinched with one hand, mumbling a few words under her breath.

He pinched her far too frequently; he was practically about to round out her face…

Qin Yuwei rolled her eyes, having truly seen enough.

When had a pampered daughter of heaven ever suffered such grievance, ever been forced to swallow such a public display of affection!

Only a fool couldn't see that this was deliberately meant to make her miserable!

Over there, Qin Mingyu was squeezing his way out of the crowd. Seeing that the situation over here looked wrong, he rushed over hurriedly.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

Bian Yang casually held the young girl's hand and said with mild indifference, "You guys go ahead and play. Xiaoyu and I are heading back first."

"Brother Yang, you're the guest of honor today! Things haven't even started yet, how can you leave first!"

Bian Yang shook the young girl's hand and slightly raised his chin. "Play whatever you want, put the tab on my name."

With that, he left without looking back.

Tang Yu gave Qin Mingyu a hurried and apologetic nod. She was practically dragged away, having to break into a light jog just to keep up with his pace.

Qin Mingyu turned and looked depressedly at his sister. "Did you give the little sister a hard time?"

Qin Yuwei crossed her arms and didn't deny it. "It was a bit of a hard time."

Qin Mingyu guessed as much.

With so few children in the family, his sister's personality had inevitably been spoiled to a degree of arrogance, speaking entirely without thinking.

"I'm seriously done for. The two of you are trying to make sure I have no friends left! First the old man, running his big mouth to provoke Uncle Bian, and now you, also running your big mouth to provoke someone's girlfriend. So you two just have it out for their whole family, is that it?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the back of his head received a heavy smack from Qin Yuwei's handbag.

Qin Mingyu clutched his head.

His sister's bag was outrageously hard, causing him to howl in pain.

Qin Yuwei kicked him fiercely as well. "Have you grown a leopard's heart and a bear's gall? How dare you speak to your own sister like that? Careful or I'll beat you so hard even your own mother won't recognize you."

"I was just testing that little girl's character, what's wrong with that? Can't you see all those living examples out there?"

"Besides, if I didn't test what kind of girl she is, how could I ever lose with absolute conviction?"

At that moment, Qin Mingyu's head still hurt, his backside hurt, and his heart was pounding furiously.

He hopped in anger. "You satisfied your urge to test people, but what about me? How am I supposed to face them in the future!"

"She's dating Bian Yang, not you. Why the hell are you worried about how to face them?"

Qin Yuwei calmly cut off her younger brother's exasperated outburst, straightened a few strands of hair that had been disheveled from beating him, and remained as haughty and elegant as ever. "Still, that little girl really is a bit different from the other girls I've seen before. She's quite interesting."

Don't let her soft and fluffy appearance fool you; fragile as a bean sprout on the outside, she actually has thorns buried deep in her bones.

Qin Yuwei actually rather appreciated a young girl with self-respect rather than low self-esteem.

Qin Mingyu was frantic. "Crap, can you guys ever consider whether I live or die before doing things?"

The look in Brother Yang's eyes before he left—he looked completely nonchalant, but it was actually the precursor to a violent storm!

Qin Yuwei pulled a lipstick from her handbag, touched up her makeup in the mirror, and didn't even spare him a glance. "Whether you live or die is none of my damn business."

"…"

Qin Mingyu twitched the corner of his mouth. "I finally know why you have no friends. Whoever becomes friends with you must be out of their damn mind."

Qin Yuwei raised her head from the mirror with a forced smile and looked at him. "Say that again."

"I'll say it, so what! I'll say you have no frien—"

She was never going to give him the chance to finish his sentence. Qin Yuwei used her small handbag to smash lumps all over his head.

"I'll make you talk, I'll make you talk!"

"Your auntie here failed her crush, so she was already in a foul mood to begin with, and you're still here yapping away!"

"Qin Mingyu, you get over here! If you have the guts, don't run!"

The entire lobby echoed entirely with Qin Mingyu's miserable screams.

Everyone else watched with timid dread. Seeing young master Qin being relentlessly beaten by his sister, apart from a shred of sympathy, they all felt thoroughly helpless…