"No, no," Jiang Chengyao repeatedly denied, "Didn't I say it before? If I hadn't met Lin Xiya, I might have had thoughts about Lin Xixi, but after meeting Lin Xiya, I developed a psychological barrier. There's no way I have any thoughts about Lin Xixi. I simply owe her a huge favor from six years ago that I haven't repaid. Now knowing that Lin Xixi is not doing well, I feel particularly distressed. The two sisters are on their own, and life isn't easy for them. I just want to take care of them discreetly and help them wherever I can. My help is purely out of moral obligation, without any inappropriate intentions!"
Ye Qingci chuckled.
She had to admit, this silly brother of hers was actually a good person.
He neither smoked nor drank nor had bad friends. He was capable, not a playboy, just occasionally a bit foolish. If he married a sensible girl in the future, he could still redeem himself.
Jiang Chengyao felt uneasy from Ye Qingci's laughter.
What had he done wrong again?
