The Siblings' Intimacy?

"Let me interview you for a moment. Just pretend I'm a reporter." An You sniffed and quickly adopted a solemn reporter's air. She clenched one hand into a fist and held it toward An Yang. "May I ask how you founded such an enterprise?"

Looking at the girl's expression, An Yang could only laugh.

An You was displeased. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression darkened. "An Dayang, you'd better cooperate with me!"

"Fine, fine, fine." An Yang struggled not to laugh. "So I'm supposed to treat you like a reporter now?"

"Mm." Only then did An You's expression ease slightly. She brought her clenched fist back toward his mouth. "Then, Mr. An Dayang, could you tell us how this business miracle was born from your hands? I want to hear the truth."

"You really do look the part. Looks like the Yiying training course worked pretty well. All those registration fees I saved up weren't wasted!"

"Don't change the subject!" An You's sweet face turned hostile. "I'm interviewing you right now!!"

"Sorry, I refuse to be interviewed. Hahaha!"

"An Dayang!!!"

"Huh?"

"...You'd better tell me the truth!"

"Have you ever seen an interview like this? Or is it because I haven't appeared in public much that I don't know reporters' standards have fallen this far? And they're this overbearing, too!"

"I'm talking to you seriously!!"

"Then you should make an appointment with my secretary first. How could someone of my status accept an interview so easily?"

"Stop spouting nonsense! Cooperate properly!!" An You was already nearing the brink of losing control. She was practically gritting her teeth as she hissed the words. If they weren't in a café, who knew whether she would have slammed the table and shouted at An Yang!

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll cooperate." An Yang