"Feng 'Er, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale?" When Qin Junfeng arrived at his sister's room, Madam Qin noticed that there was something wrong with his expression.
Then, she noticed the thing in his hand. She asked curiously, "What's that thing in your hand?" She reached to take the thing from Qin Junfeng.
Qin Junfeng looked at his sister with a strange expression. He clenched his hand tightly. He asked with concern, "Sister, how are you now? Are you still uncomfortable?"
Qin Yan smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, brother. I'm quite well now."
Qin Junfeng nodded and patted her shoulder, saying, "Well, that's good. You rest well in the room. I have something to discuss with mom."
Qin Yan immediately acted up. She pouted, "Brother, is there something that you can't let me know?"
Qin Junfeng smiled and said, "Sister, you're not young anymore. You need to stop pouting like a child."
