"Young?" Jun Ruofeng sneered. "Should I take that as a compliment?"
Akes tugged at Ye Chuqi's sleeve and reminded her in a tiny voice, "Lord Jun Ruofeng is Madam Jun's... younger brother." Jun Ruofeng was Madam Jun's younger brother, her actual brother—the man even the Third Prince had to call Uncle.
Ye Chuqi sucked in a breath. What an earth-shattering misunderstanding. The man before her was actually Madam Jun's younger brother, someone from her parents' generation?
"So... should I call him... Uncle?"
Jun Ruofeng had already been bothered that Ye Chuqi seemed to put him on the same level as the youngsters at Imperial Capital Academy. But hearing the word "Uncle" covered him in awkward goosebumps. He simply could not accept that arrangement.
"Forget it. Just call me by my name..."
It was one thing for Jelous to call him Uncle. They were related by blood, after all, and there was no escaping that. Having a girl as grown-up as Ye Chuqi call him Uncle was more than he could handle.
This sudden discovery of "family ties" made the atmosphere painfully awkward. Then a soft knock came from outside. Ye Chuqi extended her divine sense and found that it was little Ye Shiyi. Though he had stopped crying, he still could not stop sniffling.
The little fellow was clever, quick-witted, and full of theatrics, usually acting like a miniature adult. But when he cried, he really was just an eight-year-old child.
"Big Sister..." Ye Shiyi approached Ye Chuqi pitifully, then glanced at Jun Ruofeng through his sniffles and reluctantly said, "Uncle."
Ye Chuqi snorted with laughter.
The sight of Ye Shiyi only made Jun Ruofeng's headache worse.
Akes looked at Ye Shiyi uncertainly. Was it really appropriate for this child to hear what came next?
Ye Chuqi ruffled Ye Shiyi's