A Doll as a Gift

After hearing that question, Jiang Nuan's brain froze for several seconds before she finally reacted.

Wait, why would my brother ask such a torturous question?

Jiang Nuan bit her lower lip and said softly, "Can't I like both of you equally?"

"Nope. You have to pick the one you like most, most, most!"

Jiang Chengze spoke with mischievous intent. Watching his little sister agonize over it was rather entertaining.

Jiang Nuan truly couldn't choose. She felt that picking either one would hurt the other's feelings.

So she deployed her ultimate escape technique.

"What? You need me, Sister? I'm coming right over."

"My sister needs me. I'm going to help her first. Bye, brothers!"

Nearby, An Yan had just finished greeting a group of customers. Hearing Jiang Nuan's words left a question mark hanging in her mind.

How is asking which of my two brothers I like better any different from asking whether I like Father or Mother better? I can't answer that at all! Time to run, time to run! Sister, here I come!

Once Jiang Nuan reached An Yan, she pulled her farther away, even glancing back to see whether Jiang Chengze and the others had followed.

An Yan couldn't help laughing and went along with Jiang Nuan to work on the other side.

Watching Jiang Nuan flee, Jiang Chengze couldn't help chuckling.

When he turned his head, he saw that Jiang Yehua's eyes and brows were brimming with amusement.

The two exchanged a glance, each silently resolving to protect their little sister—their ninth sister.

Seeing that her escape had succeeded, Jiang Nuan let out a small breath of relief.

Just then, a commotion rose from the crowd. Jiang Nuan looked over and saw a white-clad figure slowly stepping down from a carriage.

Even in his crimson official robes,