As Lin Qingyuan watched the two men brawl, she massaged the center of her brows in frustration. Eventually, she decided to ignore them and left the medical hall with Bai He.
However, the moment she stepped out of the medical hall, Chen Xuping shoved Long Xuan away and chased after her.
"Lil Sis…"
Lin Qingyuan turned around and gave him a look freighted with emotional conflict. "I'm not your little sister."
Chen Xuping's gaze remained fixed on her as he said persistently, "You are my little sister—I'm sure of it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have felt such a sense of familiarity when I saw you."
The corners of Lin Qingyuan's mouth twitched at the sight of his bruised and swollen face—clearly the work of Long Xuan.
