The transmigrated younger sister of a powerful figure in a novel is forced to become the beloved pet

"I can tolerate you, but only if Sitong isn't hurt. But now, you've really gone too far!"

The young boyfriend, with a serious expression, established a noble image of someone who loves his girlfriend and repeatedly tolerates his best friend's inappropriate behavior for her sake.

[As expected of someone in the entertainment industry, his acting skills are superb. If I didn't know the truth, I would have believed him.]

As the reporter arrived, a crowd of onlookers gathered at the door of the room.

Yuan Yangyang mingled among the crowd of onlookers, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.

Yuan Sicheng and Yuan Siyu were still in the room, and peeking through the crack in the door was the most they could do that crossed the line.

Seeing Yuan Yangyang jumping around like a monkey being let loose, and constantly pushing forward, Yuan Siyu regretted his momentary soft-heartedness in agreeing to let her out.

She was anything but well-behaved, standing so close to the front, as if afraid Yuan Niaoniao wouldn't recognize her.

"Don't worry, Third Brother. At least she's wearing a hat. You won't recognize her if you don't look closely."

Yuan Sicheng's well-intentioned attempt to comfort her only stirred up more trouble.

"How dare you ask? Where did you find that hat? Were you afraid she wouldn't stand out enough?"

amount……

Yuan Sicheng also looked at the hat Yuan Yangyang was wearing, a blue beret that stood out among the predominantly black and gray outfits.

Although the large sunglasses covered most of Yuan Yangyang's small face, her hair was tied up in a beret, and the curve of the brim of the hat also made Yuan Yangyang's face shape look very different from before.

But she was strikingly beautiful, more radiant and dazzling than ever before.

From this perspective, the disguise was indeed a failure, and it did not achieve the goal of blending into the crowd.

Looking at Yuan Yangyang's seemingly glowing face, Yuan Sicheng muttered to himself.

"If someone looks like Yuan Yangyang, no matter how much they try to disguise themselves, they probably won't be able to ignore her!"

Yuan Siyu choked, losing his temper.

Infected by Yuan Yangyang's enthusiasm for gossip, the two brothers in the room lost their previous gloomy mood.

Half of his mind was on the room, and the other half was on the excited Yuan Yangyang, afraid that she would be discovered by the people in the room and cause trouble again.

At the same time, he also has the energy to listen to Yuan Yangyang's thoughts, so he is very busy.

Yuan Sicheng's listless aura was largely dispelled, and the impact Yuan Niaoniao had brought him seemed to be instantly negated.

This morning, he was still caring and protective of Yuan Niaoniao, but now those feelings seem so distant.

Just like yesterday.

As for how Yuan Niaoniao in the room would deal with the trouble that was about to unfold, he seemed to have suddenly stopped caring.

He was neither worried about her nor angry about her, nor could he feel sad about her.

Treat it like a stranger, like an observer, without desire or expectation.

Yuan Sicheng could clearly feel the change in his mindset, but when he saw Yuan Yangyang, the feeling of wanting to protect his younger sister was still there.

Love doesn't disappear, but it can be transferred; it turns out that this statement is true.

In the room across the hall, Lan Sitong and her boyfriend quickly reached an agreement, insisting that she had only booked a room with a couple, and that Yuan Niaoniao was a scoundrel who coveted her best friend's boyfriend.

While they were sleeping, she harbored ulterior motives, stripped naked and climbed into bed, intending to create a misunderstanding for them.

"You're talking nonsense, that's not how it is!" Yuan Niaoniao shouted loudly, trying to defend herself.

But it was not convincing at all, and none of the reporters believed it.

Yuan Niaoniao's face turned pale with anxiety. She knew that if she didn't explain things clearly today, she would be finished.

Her eyes fell on the clothes that had been brought over, and in a flash, she came up with a solution.

"I'm here to deliver clothes to my fourth brother. He asked me to come. I don't know why they're here."

"Yes, find my fourth brother. My fourth brother is Yuan Sicheng, the ace jungler of the Lingyue team. You guys should interview him; he's more worth interviewing than me!"

"Fourth Brother is here too. If you don't believe me, check the surveillance footage. I'm not lying."

As she spoke, Yuan Niaoniao reached for her phone with trembling hands, muttering to herself.

"Fourth Brother will save me, he will definitely save me."

[Damn! This shameless guy, even at this point he still can't resist dragging Yuan Sicheng into this. Well done, your fourth brother is so lucky to have you!]

Yuan Niaoniao shouted very loudly, and the two people next door could hear her clearly.

Yuan Sicheng stared intently at the other side through the crack in the door, even though he could see nothing but the crowd of onlookers.

His eyes were filled with disappointment, and a sense of powerlessness enveloped him.

"Why……"

"What have I done to wrong her that she wants to drag me down with her?"

Yuan Sicheng didn't understand.

"Maybe some people are just born bad. You didn't do anything wrong, so don't blame yourself or be sad. It's not worth it for someone like that."

Yuan Siyu pondered for a long time before giving an answer.

Immediately afterwards, he sewed the door shut and called Mr. Yuan.

Mr. Yuan had been restless at home, waiting for his third son's call.

I thought the matter was resolved and this would be a call to let you know you're safe.

Unexpectedly, things took many twists and turns. Although they had taken precautions, the fourth brother was still affected.

Yuan Siyu briefly summarized the matter and then quickly explained his demands.

“The fourth brother went to the door of the room, and the surveillance cameras must have recorded it. Reporters can find it with a simple check.”

"The most urgent task is to replace all the surveillance footage of Lao Si before the reporters do."

"And the hotel owner's son happens to be a competitor of Lao Si's team. He's the one who called the reporter, so it will probably be very difficult to delete the surveillance footage."

Yuan Sicheng stood obediently to the side, like a child who had done something wrong; he knew he had caused trouble for his family.

“It’s alright, I’ll take care of it,” Mr. Yuan readily agreed.

He didn't take the third brother's concerns seriously.

In the business world, there are no permanent enemies, only those who haven't been offered enough profit.

Since Lao Si's teammates weren't in charge of the hotel, there was no need for him to go to such lengths to deal with a mere kid.

He made a direct phone call to the person in charge of the hotel, explained his demands, and offered benefits. The two sides quickly reached an agreement.

Shortly after, Mr. Yuan sent a text message to tell them that everything had been taken care of.

The Yuan brothers were relieved and kept an eye on the commotion outside the door, not wanting to miss any news.

Yuan Niaoniao's statement, "Fourth Brother is Yuan Sicheng," immediately thrust Yuan Sicheng, the top jungler in China, into the spotlight.

The reporter's attention was immediately and successfully diverted; everyone knew that Yuan Sicheng's news value was much higher than that of the three people.

If they can really uncover a major scandal involving Yuan Sicheng, and handle it well, a promotion and raise will be just around the corner.

In an instant, microphones and cameras were all pointed at Yuan Niaoniao, and sharp questions were thrown out one after another.

"You mean Yuan Sicheng sent you here? You mean Yuan Sicheng booked a room here? Who was he with? Does this kind of thing happen often?"

"I don't know. I only know that my fourth brother asked me to bring the clothes to this room. That's all I know."

Yuan Niaoniao cried with tears streaming down her face, her delicate and frail appearance easily arousing others' sympathy.

The sharp-witted reporter immediately seized on Yuan Niaoniao's hint and pressed on.