With clear eyes full of a sense of inevitability, Ji Qiutang looked at the bed for a while and sighed lightly, truly... too careless...

"Ahhhhh!!!" A scream suddenly erupted, followed by the sound of footsteps. Ji Qiutang paused, then quickly took a big step forward to lift and toss the pile of quilts over a certain spot on the bed. The moment Wei Ming opened the door, he happened to see the quilt falling onto the bed.

Wei Ming stood there with the door open, looking at Ji Qiutang with a bewildered expression, "Second Brother, what were you just doing?"

Upon hearing Wei Ming’s words in the living room, Bi Xia exchanged a glance with Wu, suddenly realizing something, and quickly got up and ran towards the room, pushing past Wei Ming who was standing at the door, peering inside to see Ji Qiutang standing by the bed, bending over to tidy up his quilt.

Ji Qiutang calmly tidied the edge of the quilt, clapped his hands, stood up straight, and unplugged the charger by the bedside, holding it in his hand. With clear eyes full of doubt, he looked at Wei Ming and Bi Xia, "What’s up?"

Seeing Ji Qiutang looking completely normal, Wei Ming tilted his head, shook off the discomfort in his heart, and jumped up, "Ahhh!!! Second Brother, Second Brother! Little Nine is kissing Sister-in-law! Those two are up to something!"

When Ji Qiutang calmly made the bed for her, the panic in Bi Xia’s heart gradually faded. She leaned against the wall, her star-like eyes slightly raised, and looked at Ji Qiutang calmly.

With clear eyes gliding over that delicate and calm little face, Ji Qiutang smiled and walked toward Wei Ming. Just as Wei Ming was about to speak, Ji Qiutang raised his hand and pushed Wei Ming out, "Get out first, why are you blocking someone’s doorway?"

"What’s the matter with staying inside?" Wei Ming, looking baffled, turned around as Ji Qiutang pushed him, "Take it easy, Second Brother, Little Nine isn’t a girl, nor is it a boudoir, all men, what’s wrong with looking?"

Ji Qiutang paused, then kicked Wei Ming out, his clear eyes half-squinting, shielding Bi Xia behind him, blocking the door himself, and looking at Wei Ming, "I told you to go out, so go out, why all the nonsense, are men’s rooms just to be looked at freely?"

In disbelief, Wei Ming looked at the always gentle Ji Qiutang, who unexpectedly kicked him, clutching his butt, feeling all sorts of wrong.

Remembering how even back in the army, surrounded by rough guys, his Second Brother remained unaffected by their crude behavior, standing out as a refined gentleman among the uncouth, and yet... how is it that after leaving the army and Beijing for a few years, his cultured Second Brother has grown violent?!

Seeing Ji Qiutang, who left Beijing because of him, Wei Ming felt increasingly guilty. Surely it was because of him that Second Brother had to leave Beijing. The outside world is treacherous, and because Second Brother was too gentle, he often got bullied, eventually becoming violent as a result.

Originally confused and incredulous, Wei Ming now pouted, looking at Ji Qiutang tearfully, "Second Brother... it’s all my fault... I’m sorry!"

After saying this, he wailed and ran out the door.

Bi Xia: ...

Poking his head out from under Ji Qiutang’s arm, looking bewildered at the crying Wei Ming running out, Bi Xia raised her head, her star-like eyes filled with confusion, "What’s going on here?"

Looking at Bi Xia, who was staring up at him, a smile flashed in Ji Qiutang’s clear eyes. He raised his hand to gently rub the young man’s head, withdrawing his hand into his pocket just in time as Bi Xia frowned, intending to swat it away, his voice clear, "Overuse of the brain, you’ll get used to it."

"Tsk, just how overworked does one have to be to run out crying," Bi Xia muttered as she tidied her hair.

Ji Qiutang chuckled softly, "Rest assured, Little Nine, no matter how much Little Eight overthinks, he’ll never guess, that our Little Nine isn’t a Little Nine brother, but a... sister."