How old were they already, still playing this game?
Little Yueli waved her right hand, lightly elbowing the restless Show-off behind her.
Lin Heng indicated, what could he even say? (English dub here)
After letting go, Dugu Yueli retreated a few steps, keeping a certain distance, her gaze wary as she looked all around, as if terrified someone might discover them.
"(*｀▽′*) Stop looking, Little Li. There's no one else around."
"Ah! What a heartless thing you are. Your brother brought you all the way back from the Northern Domain in a bloody fight, and after you returned to Nine Dust Hall, you didn't even come visit me. It truly chills the heart beyond measure."
Hearing this, Dugu Yueli said nothing. She turned her head to the side, her little mouth puckered, clearly not wanting to answer the question.
(?′^`?) That was right. As a person, one really had to learn to forget one's roots.
Besides, of all the dangers she had run into, which one had not been caused by getting dragged down by this rotten elder brother of hers?
Lin Heng stepped forward in two strides, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and clicked his tongue. "Tsk, tsk. Look at that depressed, resentful expression. It's exactly the same as my Little Demoness back then.
I'm guessing... you must have suffered some grievance. Did eldest uncle and the others bully you again?"
"Tell me... isn't it really strange? What kind of father, what kind of uncles, can't stand seeing their own junior doing well? Don't you think their desire to control is rather strong?"
"Desire to control?"
Dugu Yueli turned her head back and stared straight at him. "Why do you say that?"
She did not think her dad had much of a desire to control at all.