Yao Wan: How Does It Feel to Surpass Me?

"Mad over your head. Do I look like someone who gets angry that easily?"

Xiao Yan's question left Yao Wan utterly baffled. Why was this guy so jumpy? Was it really necessary?

"Was I asking because it's rare to see Wan'er angry?"

Xiao Yan could not help saying. At least in his eyes, although Wan'er's temperament was not as gentle and serene as Xian'er's, the number of times she had truly lost her temper could be counted on one hand.

Besides, she had never been some narrow-minded person to begin with. It was just that sometimes, her heart was a little small.

"...Hmph. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Yao Wan shook her head, then gave a soft snort.

"What happens between you and her is a matter of fate between the two of you. When have I ever stopped you and Xun'er from playing the affectionate older brother and tender younger sister?"

"But just because I don't stop you doesn't mean you can mess around."

"If that fate really exists, I wouldn't mind having a livelier girl in the courtyard in the future. But stop pretending to be deaf and dumb. I'd rather you openly tell me you want a concubine than have you spend every day and night wandering around in a daze, fooling around with some wildflower outside."

Yao Wan could not help lightly poking Xiao Yan in the waist as she spoke in a serious tone.

Xiao Yan looked at Yao Wan and fell silent for a short while. Then he could not help suddenly saying, "...Is this the magnanimity of a First Wife?"

"Huh? What?"

Yao Wan had not heard Xiao Yan's murmur clearly and instinctively spoke.

"Nothing. I should be the one saying thank you. And also, sorry."

Xiao Yan pulled Yao