Sister, does anyone else happen to be here? What’s there to worry about? Liu Fengyi was surprisingly open-minded. After all, things had already taken this turn—no matter how much she worried, she’d still managed to make some changes. Besides, wasn’t it Auntie Feng saying that Brother Lu suffered from sinusitis? Maybe he simply hadn’t noticed anything at all. Once she realized this, Liu Fengyi felt her heart grow restless again, teasing her younger sister. “You’re so different from me—like you’ve never seen a man in your entire life. I’m actually embarrassed just thinking about it,” Feng Ying brushed her fingers across her cheeks. “Sister, don’t you at all want to know anything about Brother Lu’s fierce personality?” Liu Fengyi knew that her younger sister was usually shy and reserved. If she had asked Sister Liu Fengxi, she would have certainly been excited, waving her arms and saying she wanted to marry him more than ever. Feng Ying was momentarily stunned. If she truly didn't want to, even Feng Ying herself found it hard to believe—after all, as a normally healthy woman, her physical needs were no less than those of Feng Yi or her elder sister, Liu Fengxi. Yet, due to her own nature, she simply could not, like her younger sister Feng Yi or elder sister Liu Fengxi, freely and openly express her affection for Lu Yun. "Sister, please don't say such things—imagine how embarrassed I'd be if Little Yun heard!" Feng Ying knew that if she continued to be drawn into this conversation with Feng Yi, she would surely be forced to confess the truth. However, before Feng Ying could finish speaking, Liu Fengyi suddenly covered her mouth and smiled. "Sister, Lu Yun has been standing by the kitchen door for quite some time now. He's actually watching me wipe this little mouth of mine with my hands." "...". Hearing Liu Fengyi's words, Feng Ying suddenly turned around—indeed, Lu Yun had appeared without any notice, now standing by the kitchen door, gazing intently at Feng Yi, who was crouched on the floor, vigorously washing herself with water. Feng Ying was no longer the shy little girl she used to be, yet the moment she saw Lu Yun, her first thought was that she had surely heard every word she and Feng Yi had said. As soon as she thought about that, a sudden warmth surged across her cheeks. "Little Yun, how come you're here?" When Lu Yun looked directly at her, Feng Ying's heart instantly grew uneasy—this feeling of nervousness was something she hadn't experienced even during her initial courtship with Tingting's father when she was still a young, unmarried lady. "Lu Yun's words were true—only three and a half hours of school dismissal time, and they had spent half that time lingering with Yu Ying and Xiao Huan, not to mention the one-hour session in the forest outside the village. Time truly was short. "That won't do at all. We've finally managed to come this far—how can we just say goodbye and leave? Besides, you…" As she spoke, Liu Fengyi naturally turned her gaze toward her second sister, the female CEO and her personal assistant. Feng Ying seemed to anticipate what she would say, and quickly blushing, interjected: "Fengyi, please don't be so dramatic—Xiao Yun still has school to attend." " Sister…" Liu Fengyi still wanted to add something, but was cut off by a firm look from her elder sister, who only sighed and closed her mouth. "Xiao Yun, don't listen to your Fengyi sister—she's just like this. Since time is running short, you'd better head back to school now. Just don't rush on the way, and please take good care of yourself." Liu Fengyi seemed as if she were urging Lu Yun to leave. She felt a little afraid, afraid that if Lu Yun stayed any longer, the growing flame within her would soon overwhelm her. Lu Yun nodded and smiled warmly at Feng Ying and her sister. "Then I'll head back to school. I'll visit you often whenever I have time," he said. With that, he turned and stepped out of the kitchen. Seeing Lu Yun truly preparing to leave, Fengyi hurried to her sister. "Second sister, don't you feel at all attracted to Lu Yun? You're a woman too, aren't you? Surely you don't intend to spend the rest of your life in such dull, uneventful ways. Little Yun has already come, and you've already shared a close connection with him—what's still holding you back? If you're too shy to speak to him, I'll go and speak to him myself." “Feng Yi…” As she saw Lu Yun turn away with such ease, Feng Ying felt a bit regretful. If she had spoken up, Lu Yun would surely have stayed, and she would have had to endure that almost-piercing sensation once again. Yet, she couldn’t find the words. Upon hearing Liu Feng Yi’s words, Feng Ying had intended to stop her, but this time, Liu Feng Yi seemed determined to keep Lu Yun. She stepped ahead of Feng Ying and rushed out of the kitchen, calling softly to Lu Yun, who was pushing his cart toward the courtyard: “Xiao Yun, wait a moment, come here—I have something to tell you.” Lu Yun paused, turning to look at Liu Feng Yi, who was now scowling. “Feng Yi sister, what’s wrong?” “You were supposed to come—why all this fuss?” Liu Feng Yi said, then strode directly into the kitchen, as if she knew Lu Yun would surely return. At the very moment Liu Fengyi stepped into the kitchen, Feng Ying hurried to object: "Fengyi, how can you be so stubborn? How can you force me to do things I'm unwilling to do? And Yun has already arrived at class time—how can you possibly delay his lessons?" As Feng Ying scolded her younger sister, Lu Yun had already reached the kitchen doorway. Feng Ying immediately stopped, glanced at Lu Yun, then turned back, her heart pounding wildly. What was going on? Why had the two sisters suddenly become so odd? Lu Yun was full of questions, yet seeing Liu Fengyi's expression, he knew that if he didn't enter the kitchen now, she would surely storm off at him. So, stepping confidently into the kitchen, Lu Yun glanced at Feng Ying, who was still facing away, then turned his attention to Liu Fengyi, smiling gently: "Fengyi, who's made you upset?" "Who else? You, of course." Liu Fengyi glared at Lu Yun with a look of exasperation, and Lu Yun immediately felt confused. "We were fine just a moment ago—how did it turn so sudden?" Lu Yun sighed in苦笑. "Hmph. I'm asking you—what exactly are you here for, coming to my sister's house?" Liu Fengyi's blunt tone, combined with her current expression, truly lived up to her reputation as a fierce woman who could fit into a zucchini. Lu Yun groaned, "I just wanted to check in on how Uncle is recovering..." "That's it?" Liu Fengyi remained unconvinced. Now she was genuinely puzzled. According to Lu Yun's usual demeanor, he would have long ago been shamelessly eager to make his way into his younger sister's mouth—so why did his current words sound so much like his sister's?