"Little Sis has sorted it out. Let's go."
When Ye Yunhuai walked over, he saw his uncle exchanging fake smiles with the team's mid laner.
He immediately stopped in his tracks and fell into thought, turning to look at Ye Xunzhi beside him, who was sipping coconut juice with a perfectly innocent expression.
Noticing his gaze, Ye Xunzhi turned and tilted her head. "What is it, Big Brother? Something wrong?"
[Why do you keep staring at me, the gentlest, kindest, most generous, most perfect person in the world?]
Why were there so many adjectives in front of that?
Ye Yunhuai said, "Nothing. We should get going."
He really wanted to say, "Could you replay what just went through your head so your brother can see what you've gone and done this time?"
But he swallowed the words before they left his mouth, then walked over to Ye Rong and asked quietly:
"Uncle, do you need any help?"
Ye Rong glanced back at him and shook his head. "Don't worry, I'll handle it myself. If you've got things to do, head back first."
That was a polite refusal. Ye Yunhuai didn't press him and led the others away.
Before leaving, Ye Xunzhi did remember to quietly ask Big Brother to warn their uncle that there might be something wrong with their team's mid laner.
As for how Ye Rong would handle it after Ye Yunhuai told him, that was out of Ye Xunzhi's hands. She had said all she could, anyway.
"You're saying Ye Xunzhi is dead?"
Eileen sat in a café with her phone in hand and leisurely took a sip of coffee.
The information broker swore up and down, "That's right. I saw that car plunge off the Cross-Sea Bridge and explode with my own eyes. Unless she's