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Zhang Shanni felt Xie Jingchen’s encouraging gaze, her eyes softened, and she finally mustered the courage to grasp Yan Jinsi’s delicate and slender hands.
If his fingers hadn’t been big-boned and long, she would have thought they were a girl’s hands.
When Yan Jinsi’s warm hand was held by Zhang Shanni, he was stunned, instinctively widening his eyes which looked just like Zhang Shan Ni’s big, dewy eyes. Under the contrast of the water, his eyes seemed even more crystal clear.
"Big sister~" Yan Jinsi called out softly in distress, a thick nasal tone evident.
Ultimately, the implications of what Zhang Shanni had previously said were, for him, a desperate reality.
"Okay, listen. Your mom’s actions, in my heart, have nothing to do with you. You don’t need to cry like this, like a little dog, you’re grown up now." Zhang Shanni sat on the man’s lap, speaking to her younger brother, initially feeling a bit embarrassed.
Seeing that Yan Jinsi’s attention wasn’t on Xie Jingchen but only pitifully looking at her.
Zhang Shanni noticed that in his eyes, it seemed as if she was the only person there, firmly standing in his pupils. Xie Jingchen became blurred, and in the whole world, it was only him and her.
"Big sister, I didn’t know mom would do this. She—" Although he still didn’t know what exactly his mother had done, seeing the family’s grave expressions and his sister’s attitude, he wasn’t foolish and could roughly guess it wasn’t anything trivial.
"Her actions have nothing to do with you. Even though her intentions were for you. But she is an adult, her thoughts more mature than yours, all her actions are out of her deepest maternal love for you. You don’t need to resent her, nor should you be angry about her actions. You just need to remember, she did it for your sake, her love, though extreme, is absolutely profound."
"I, I didn’t..."
"Then you should be happy, she is truly kind to you. She has never harmed you, and I have never blamed you. Of course, I also can’t forgive her, but I won’t make things difficult for her. Think of it as returning her kindness for giving life."
"Big sister––" hearing his sister repeatedly mention ’returning the favor of life,’ Yan Jinsi cried out in sorrow.
"Don’t panic, I have no familial affection for your mom, besides blood ties, she and I are strangers." Zhang Shanni gently patted the back of his hand.
"..." Yan Jinsi knew what his sister was saying was true, but it still made him feel sad.
"Don’t be sad, when you are sad, it hurts my heart. Do you want your unborn nephews to grow up with bitter gourd faces?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Jinsi quickly shook his head, and that was when he noticed his sister was being held in her husband’s lap.
And his brother-in-law, from the beginning to the end, had not interjected a single word, simply wholeheartedly taking care of his sister, occasionally stroking her black hair or tenderly touching her big belly—
Unusually, Yan Jinsi’s face gradually flushed with a warm blush.
This was the first time he had seen relatives show such affection in front of him.
Even his parents, who seemed like a model couple, were very formal in front of their children, the most affectionate gesture being his father consoling his mother by putting his arm around her when she was upset.
Affection in this era is implicit.
But he felt that his sister and brother-in-law’s interactions were truly the signs of deepest love!
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