Forbidden Blood Love (4)

In the courtyard, Yue Zhenlong pulled out a thick envelope and handed it to my sister, saying, "This is a small token of my grandfather's appreciation; please accept it."

My sister didn't take it, calmly saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Su, but I can't accept it." "

Feiyan," Yue Zhenlong said, puzzled, "since you know it's a kind gesture and has no other intention, why won't you accept it?" "

Because my mother said before she passed away, 'One should not accept undeserved rewards,' so I cannot accept it.

" Yue Zhenlong nodded, "I knew this would be the outcome. I didn't want to force you, but I saw everything just now; you really need money right now..."

He paused, then continued, "Feiyan, even if you don't think about yourself, can't you think about your younger brother and sister?"

My sister looked away, remaining silent.

"How about this?" Yue Zhenlong added, "Consider it a loan, something to help you through this difficult time. You can pay me back later, okay?"

My sister thought for a moment, took the envelope from Yue Zhenlong, took out a small portion of the envelope, and said, "I'll just borrow this much; I'll pay you back when I get my salary."

Yue Zhenlong sighed and put the envelope back in his inner pocket. "

Feiyan, there's something I need your help with." "Go ahead,"

he said. "

My grandfather is very old. He hopes to see Zhenhao return to the Yue family before he dies. I hope you can help me persuade Zhenhao."

My sister nodded. "My mother had the same idea before she passed away." "I will try my best to persuade Zhenhao, but I won't force him. Everything should be based on his own wishes."

Yue Zhenlong nodded as well. "I know he can't bear to part with you and Xiaoqiao..."

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "My grandfather and my father think that if you're willing, you can live with Xiaoqiao at the Yue family."

My sister sneered, staring at Yue Zhenlong. "Have you forgotten how my mother and I left the Yue family?"

Yue Zhenlong blushed and lowered his head, speechless.

After dropping Yuan Li off, I ran into Yue Zhenlong getting into his car parked at the alley entrance. I walked over to him.

"Yue Zhenlong, I'm warning you, stay away from my sister," I said, staring at him.

Yue Zhenlong met my gaze defiantly and said, "I'm reminding you too, Feiyan is your sister. Don't do anything to her that crosses the line between siblings."

I was slightly startled. Had he seen me stealing a kiss from my sister? I sneered, "What's it to you? Besides, we're not blood-related siblings. We don't have the same father. My surname is Yue, hers is Han."

Yue Zhenlong stared at me and said, "Yue Zhenhao, are you really oblivious, or are you pretending? You and Feiyan have the same mother; you're half-siblings."

I was speechless for a moment, then retorted, "So what? What's it to you?"

He gave a bitter smile, shook his head, opened the car door, and got in.

When I got home, my sister was sitting on the swing chair in the yard. I sat down beside her and asked, "Where's Xiaoqiao?" "

Asleep," my sister said. "Zhenhao, can you please not treat Yue Zhenlong like that? He's your cousin, after all."

I put my arm around her shoulder and laughed, "I've already said it, I only share my father's surname, Yue. I'm not a member of the Yue family, so I don't have this cousin."

My sister sighed and said nothing more. After a long while, she said softly, "This swing chair was made by Dad himself when we were little. Those were truly happy times."

Even though Dad has been gone for many years, she still calls him Dad or my Dad. This swing chair used to be in the courtyard of our old house. After we moved, I took it down and installed it here. It's the only memento Dad left us.

I quietly looked at her profile. The moonlight tonight was exceptionally bright, spilling into the courtyard like water, onto us. She was so beautiful, heartbreakingly beautiful. Through the gap in her blouse, I saw a glimpse of snow-white skin and a hint of cleavage. My heart skipped a beat. "

Yanyan," I called softly.

She turned to look at me. I said, "From now on, don't mention me going back to the Yue family."

She smiled sweetly and said, "Why don't you call me 'sister' anymore?"

I laughed and said, "I like to call you Yanyan."

She said, "I still prefer you to call me 'sister.
' I'm twenty-one, you're twenty-three, so you're only two years older than me,

right?" My sister pouted and said, "Does being two years older mean I'm not a sister anymore?"

I smiled slightly and looked away. We were silent for a while, and then my sister told me, "I'm still a student, so don't work in bars anymore. Those places are too complicated."

I thought of Sister Fei, and that young woman who had patronized me a few times. I thought, I must never let her know about these things. "

Sister," I said softly, "I'm all grown up now, I can take care of you and Xiaoqiao, and I'm willing to take care of you both for the rest of my life."

"Okay!" She laughed, rested her head on my shoulder, and said, "Then I'll rely on you for the rest of my life, be an annoying sister-in-law, and even if you get married, I'll still cling to you .

" "Then you might be disappointed." I smiled.

"What?" She lifted her head from my shoulder, pouted, "You dislike me?"

I laughed and said, "Because I'll never get married."

She smiled again and rested her head on my shoulder. Inhaling her delicate fragrance, I thought to myself, "Yanyan, if I can't marry you, I'll never marry another woman in this life."

On that moonlit night, I realized for the first time that, through our long and devoted relationship, I had developed feelings for my sister that went beyond sibling affection.

The next morning, when my sister woke up, I was already having breakfast with Xiaoqiao in the courtyard. My sister said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Zhenhao, I overslept."

Usually, whenever she was home, she would cook every meal. I coldly replied without looking up, "It's okay, I made it."

Then I told Xiaoqiao to eat quickly so she wouldn't be late for school. I ignored her.

My sister was a little puzzled. We were fine last night, so why was I treating her like this this morning?

After eating for a while, she asked me, "Zhenhao, what's wrong?"

I said to Xiaoqiao, "Xiaoqiao, are you done eating?"

Xiaoqiao nodded and said, "Yes, I'm done.

Then take your schoolbag and wait for me outside."

Xiao Qiao obediently said "Oh," slung her schoolbag over her shoulder, and went out.

I glanced at my sister, got up, went inside, took an envelope containing money from the drawer of the dressing table next to my sister and Xiao Qiao's bed, and threw it on the dining table in the courtyard.

I stared at her, went out the gate, let Xiao Qiao sit on the back of my bicycle, and rode away while my sister stared blankly.

In those days, whenever I got home, I deliberately ignored my sister. Several times she tried to talk to me, but I avoided her. Looking at her resentful and aggrieved eyes, I secretly chuckled.

On the third night of my cold war with my sister, I was about to go home after finishing my work at the bar when Sister Fei came over and told me that Mrs. Zhao from last time was very satisfied with me, praising me for being handsome, well-endowed, and good in bed. She also had connections with several other wives, each richer than the last, and all mature and alluring, asking if I was interested.

I sneered and said, "Sorry, Sister Fei, my mother is gone, I don't need that much money anymore." Even if I sold myself into servitude, I still couldn't save my mother's life.

The thought filled me with sorrow. Sister Fei said, "Alright! I won't force you. But you're born for this; it would be a shame not to."

She placed a hand on my shoulder, her full breasts, revealing cleavage, pressed against me, her scarlet, sensual lips so close they seemed about to kiss, and whispered, "What's wrong with being a gigolo? You earn your living through labor, and you get both pleasure and a lot of money."

I looked at her and said, "Sister Fei, men and women are different. Women can make money with a single move, but men do all the hard work."

I pushed her hand away, glanced at her, picked up my bag, and left.

Sister Fei smiled as she watched my retreating figure. At that moment, I didn't realize that she was thinking to herself, "Just you wait! You'll come back for me."

Back home, my sister was sitting on the swing chair in the courtyard, waiting for me. I didn't even look at her, walking straight into the house. "

Stop right there!" came my sister's voice from behind. I stopped.

"Zhenhao, what do you want from me?" she pleaded.

I smiled slightly, turned around, and placed my hands on her shoulders. "What did you say? Will you promise me everything?"

My sister looked at me with a sorrowful gaze, and nodded. I said, "I want you to never accept money from Yue Zhenlong, never accept any form of help from him. Also, you're not allowed to be alone with him. Can you do that?"

Tears streamed down her face as she nodded. I asked again, "Really?"

She nodded again, choking back sobs, "As long as you don't ignore me, I'll do whatever you say."

I smiled slightly again, wiped away her tears, and pulled her into my arms.

"Zhenhao, do you know?" she whispered in my arms, "You're too domineering. You're not my brother."

I said, "Then what am I?"

She said, "You're a tyrant."

I said, "I'm the only man in the family. I want to protect you and Xiaoqiao, and not let either of you get hurt."

At that moment, I said in my heart, "Yanyan, you're mine. I won't give you to any other man."

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