Feng Xue sighed for maybe the tenth time, finally prompting Yang Jingshen to open one eye and take a look. "What?"
"Nothing. Just feeling a little nervous."
"Why? It's not like you are the one speaking to the press."
"Feng Xi!" His cousin finally snapped, the familiar exasperation coloring her voice. "Don't take that tone with me! Don't you know how important this is?"
"It's fine. No need to worry too much." Seeing the other opening her mouth in protest, Yang Jingshen quickly interjected. "I'm not nervous. For real. Just let me keep my calm and answer whatever they ask me, ok?"
"But-"
"Come on!! At most, they'd ask about that previous matter of the suicide case and stuff. What's new in that? Sis- you just need to keep quiet and answer when they direct a question at you. If they asked something troublesome from you, there's still me ne."
