On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

Yu Jinzhao stared blankly at him, his tea-like eyes reflecting the lamplight, carrying a faint warmth.

A warm current flowed through her calm heart, leaving her momentarily at a loss.

Almost instinctively, she picked up the chocolate in front of her. The familiar packaging made her eyelashes flutter violently.

This is her favorite chocolate brand. It's a nationwide chain, with only one store in each region. Because of its great taste, it has a very strong reputation, and you always have to wait in a long line to buy it.

She loved chocolate but was too lazy to queue and embarrassed to bother strangers, so she begged him to queue up for her.

Her brother disliked crowded places, but he couldn't resist her persistent pleading and finally gave in.

From then on, every time he came home from get off work, he would bring her a box of chocolates, never asking anyone else to do it for him.

It seems to have become a habit to queue up to buy her chocolates.

And for her, waiting for him to come home from get off work every day, watching him magically produce chocolates, and then happily jumping into his arms, hugging him and cheering, had become a muscle memory.

In that instant, it felt like she had returned to the past, to a time when her relationship with her brother was still intact.

She suddenly felt a tightness in her throat, wanting to hug him like she did when she was little, and then happily say, "Brother is the best brother in the whole world!"

However, when they met his indifferent gaze again, it was as if the early summer clouds had been scattered by a sudden storm, losing all their original power.

Her thoughts instantly cleared and became as cold as ice. The daze from the flashback was gone, and she could finally see the expression in Yu Jinxian's eyes clearly.

His gaze seemed gentle and mild, just like before, but upon closer inspection, the former intimacy and tenderness were gone, replaced by a dim and aloof coldness.

That handsome face was so familiar, as if it were etched into her soul.

But now, looking at it, it seems completely unfamiliar; she can't find a trace of what it used to be.

Even the small detail that his eyes, which were exactly like hers, would habitually curve upwards at the corners whenever he looked at her was gone.

Yu Jinzhao lowered her eyes, concealing the disappointment in them, and pursed her lips slightly.

"Thank you, brother."

Yu Jinxian nodded without answering, then turned his gaze to Jiang Xintong, a rare hint of warmth appearing in his usually cold and aloof eyes.

"Xintong, you don't like sweets, so I had my assistant buy you a seasonal bag. It will be delivered to your home tomorrow."

Jiang Xintong's dim eyes lit up instantly, overjoyed. "Thank you, Brother Jinxian, you're so kind."

As she spoke, she glanced at Yu Jinzhao seemingly casually, her expression unreadable, as if she didn't care at all.

I must be feeling really lonely inside.

After all, her brother, who once loved her so much, now has someone more important to her than herself.

Buying her cheap chocolates while buying yourself expensive designer bags—the difference in priorities is obvious.

The thought that such an extreme contrast had once happened to her, and now that Yu Jinzhao was experiencing it as well, made Jiang Xintong feel particularly happy, and even the injury on her face no longer hurt.

Yu Jinxian looked at Jiang Xintong's dependent and grateful expression, and then glanced at Yu Jinzhao out of the corner of her eye. He was indifferent and calm, like a white epiphyllum under the moonlight, without any warmth.

His expression stiffened slightly, and a feeling of unease welled up inside him.

It should have been clear long ago that Yu Jinzhao is cold-blooded and ruthless by nature, and has always only enjoyed being loved and is only used to others giving to her.

She never reciprocated any kindness, let alone cared about his feelings.

He was too stubborn before, thinking that harsh words would make her understand his intentions, but he still failed.

Looking back, reciprocating affection should be an instinct, just like how he habitually buys her favorite chocolates every day after get off work.

So even if he forcibly corrected her and made her learn to care about her family, it was ultimately not her true intention; it was just something she was forced to do.

Therefore, he will no longer insist on it; if he doesn't care, he won't feel anything.

Yu Zongxian watched the brother and sister's peaceful scene, his eyes darkened, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Although the son dotes on his daughter as much as before, he seems so cold and hard, like he's just going through the motions.

On the contrary, he was more affectionate towards Jiang Xintong than towards Chaochao.

It's as if, even if it were someone else, as long as she's his blood-related sister, she could still enjoy these same treatments.

It had nothing to do with genuine affection; it was simply his responsibility as an older brother.

His breathing became heavier, and after thinking for a moment, he took the opportunity to speak slowly, "A-Xian, isn't your birthday coming up soon? Chaochao has also prepared a gift for you."

Yu Jinxian's long, black eyelashes trembled slightly.