"Sister Weiwei, don't worry. I won't let my brother be stolen away by a woman like that!"
Lin Xiaowan solemnly hooked her arm through Chu Youwei's.
This instead made Chu Youwei blush. Embarrassed, she said, "If your brother truly likes that woman, you should bless them."
"No!" Lin Xiaowan protested firmly, then added timidly, "I'm a little afraid of her."
Ghost Performer's ferocious appearance after turning dark, her face covered in demonic patterns, had frightened her badly. She had even felt for a time that she would have nightmares the next time she slept.
Chu Youwei comforted her gently. "She's a pitiful person too. Didn't your brother say she bears a blood feud? She most likely cultivated that kind of art, one that damages one's appearance, at any cost in order to take revenge. She isn't normally like that. Don't treat her with prejudice, understand?"
Lin Xiaowan pouted. "I'm not saying she's bad. I'd actually be happy to be friends with her, but only on the condition that she doesn't compete with you for my brother, Sister Weiwei."
Chu Youwei smiled faintly. For some reason, hearing Lin Xiaowan say that made her mood brighten considerably.
She vaguely felt that this inexplicable delight somewhat resembled receiving the approval of a family member?
Especially when Lin Xiaowan said that with her around, she would not let anyone take her brother away. Though Chu Youwei knew it was somewhat improper, deep down, she instinctively had no desire to stop her.
The thought itself gave even her quite a fright.
Lin Xiaowan glared with a hint of ill intent at Ghost Performer, who lay unconscious in the distance, peacefully nestled in Lu Feng's arms. She thought that if she wanted to make Ghost Performer stay away from her brother, she first had to understand