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

At the start of the auction, Yu Jinzhao said that the red Ganoderma lucidum made from linden wood could only be made into traditional Chinese medicine, and he even argued with Jiang Xintong about it.

It's just because Jiang Xintong obtained a Western medicine postgraduate certificate, which is more scientific than the unorthodox traditional Chinese medicine, that people subconsciously believe what she says.

However, Bo Sibai and Yu Jinzhao are now giving the same story.

Given his extraordinary achievements in pharmacology, what he said must be correct.

In other words, Yu Jinzhao had done her homework. She was not cold-hearted and didn't care about her grandmother's health. On the contrary, it was because of her arrival that a tragedy was prevented.

Yu Jinxian felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart; this time, he had misunderstood her.

Seeing Yu Jinzhao's silent demeanor, he instinctively wanted to apologize to her, but as soon as he moved his thin lips, he thought of something and pursed them up again.

Bo Sibai took in the changes in his expression, his gaze growing even colder, his deep voice laced with mockery.

"Influenced by his stepsister's few words, Yu Shao has made unwarranted speculations about his own sister. He should go see an ophthalmologist."

He paused slightly, glanced at Jiang Xintong, and when he looked back at him, his eyes curled into a cold, sarcastic smile.

"It's one thing to not be able to distinguish between relatives and strangers, but it's another to not be able to distinguish between right and wrong. Go back and ask your stepsister how she got into graduate school in Western medicine. She doesn't even understand basic pharmacology. If she really causes the death of Old Madam Yu, there will be no going back."

Swish!

Jiang Xintong received Bo Sibai's direct mockery, mixed with doubts and sarcasm from all directions, as if she had been stripped naked in public.

She had no intention of saving her grandmother; she just wanted to take this opportunity to curry favor with the Bo family. Therefore, she hadn't studied the pharmacology of the Linden Red Ganoderma at all...

Now that her true colors have been exposed, everyone will think she's not very skilled, that she can't even compare to Yu Jinchao's amateurish traditional Chinese medicine...

Unfortunately, she had no way to explain, and could only suffer in silence.

A strong sense of humiliation welled up in Jiang Xintong's heart, and she wished she could dig a hole and crawl into it.

Yu Jinxian felt a slight pause in her heart, and her breathing became a little heavier.

He also knew that this matter was extraordinary. If Yu Jinzhao and Jiang Xintong hadn't fought over it, the consequences would have been unimaginable if Jiang Xintong had taken the medicine back to her grandmother.

He relaxed his lips and said in a gentle tone, "Thank you for the reminder, Young Master Bo."

Bo Sibai loosened his cuffs and said in a low voice, "You should thank your sister."

Yu Jinxian choked for a moment, inexplicably sensing from his calm and indifferent tone that he felt he had failed as an older brother...

I couldn't help but find it strange.

Bo Sibai has always been aloof from worldly affairs, so why would he get involved in the family matters of the brother and sister?

He secretly scrutinized Bo Sibai, and seeing him looking down at Yu Jinzhao, he spoke in a low voice.

“Miss Yu, I do not agree with what you just said.”

She looked at him, confused.

He paused for a second, looked away from her eyes and at Yu Jinxian, his Adam's apple bobbing slowly as he spoke very slowly, "I'm not like your brother."

If his aunt were still alive, he would have a younger sister, and he would cherish her dearly and never let her suffer even the slightest sadness.

She paused for a moment, then said softly, "I think so too."

Their conversation was concise and to the point, and there was an inexplicable sense of mutual appreciation between them.

In particular, their clothing styles are consistent, and their colors complement each other perfectly.

It was as if they were real siblings.

Yu Jinxian was momentarily dazed, finding the scene extremely jarring.

He pursed his lips, reached out his hand to her, and softened his tone, "Come out with me for a moment, I have something to tell you."

Yu Jinzhao knew what he wanted to say; some things really needed to be clarified.

He then smiled gratefully at Bo Sibai and turned to walk away.

She brushed past Yu Jinxian without taking his hand.

He assumed Yu Jinzhao was just being childish and followed behind her with a deep gaze.

Bo Sibai watched the backs of the brother and sister, feeling a strange tightness in his chest.

*

There are many tea rooms outside the auction hall.

Yu Jinxian led Yu Jinzhao inside, and Lin Hui and her daughter followed.

The tea room is very soundproof; once you enter, it shuts out the outside noise and becomes very quiet.

Yu Jinxian and Yu Jinzhao stood facing each other, neither of them speaking for a moment.

He tugged at his collar, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with this way of interacting with her.

She used to talk a lot in front of him.

After a long silence, his eyes flickered, and he broke the ice first, "Does your hand hurt?"

Her fingertips twitched slightly, and she looked up to meet his caring gaze.

He clearly noticed the redness and swelling in her palms.

As always, every time she was injured, big or small, even if half of her fingernail was missing, he could notice it immediately.

His voice sounded the same, but she knew very well that things had changed.

She didn't speak, so he reached out his hand, wanting to take a closer look at her hand.

Yu Jinzhao subconsciously took a step back, preventing him from touching her.

Yu Jinxian's hand froze in mid-air, clearly surprised that she would dodge.

As Jiang Xintong watched this scene, she unconsciously bit her lip until it bled.

The burning pain on her face was still there, but Yu Jinxian seemed not to notice it at all. However, Yu Jinzhao's palms were only a little red, but he noticed it at a glance.

"What do you want to say?" Yu Jinzhao didn't even look at him, only stroking the pattern of the brocade box in his arms.

Her tone was as cold as autumn, and her attitude towards him made it seem as if he were an insignificant person.

Even though they were very close, at this moment, he felt that she was very far away from him.

Is she throwing a tantrum at him?

He looked at her profile, his voice low and somber.

“I know you’re unhappy that I misunderstood you, but you should also reflect on yourself. If you hadn’t acted so impulsively and done things that disappointed me, I wouldn’t have misunderstood you.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Xintong, his dark eyebrows furrowing slightly, and his tone became a little somber, "If you could learn to be as kind and gentle as Xintong, people would definitely think the best of you."

His voice was restrained, but the underlying dissatisfaction and accusatory tone were palpable.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Yu Jinzhao was no longer as gentle as before, but only indifferent and distant.

Her fingertips paused slightly, and she felt that burning sensation in her palm return.

"In my brother's eyes, Miss Jiang is kind and gentle, but I am vicious, so everything I do is out of good intentions?"

She looked up at him and smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes; her expression was cold and distant.

The warm light from the cubicle fell on her face, making her pale skin appear as if it were made of mutton fat jade, its texture almost transparent.

Having seen her spoiled and willful nature so often, he was somewhat unaccustomed to her sudden quiet and obedient demeanor. He knew that one's nature is fixed and cannot be changed overnight, and that her current docility was all an act.

He hesitated for a moment, then instinctively replied, "I'm not either..."

He paused for a moment, then realized that since she had taken the initiative to show weakness, he shouldn't continue to be harsh. So he softened his tone and said in a low voice, "Little Fish, I don't want to argue with you. I just hope you can be more sensible..."

Little Fish is the nickname her mother gave her.

At that time, there were only the two siblings in the Yu family. Yu Jinxian was the big fish, and she was the little fish. This was a nickname that belonged only to the siblings.

She hadn't heard it in a long time. When he suddenly called out, she was stunned for two seconds before his cold voice interrupted her, "You don't need to say so much. Just ask me if I changed my major."

She stared intently at him, and before he could react, she spoke again, word by word.

"That's right, I changed my finance business to traditional Chinese medicine without telling you and Father."

Sure enough, his act of being innocent lasted only three seconds before his true colors were revealed.

His gaze darkened, and the anger he had been suppressing suddenly flared up. His voice was slightly deep as he said, "You're quite self-righteous."

We sent you abroad to study finance so you could inherit the family business, but you're outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, ignoring my words. Are you planning a rebellion?

"I've said it many times, I have no interest in finance."

Yu Jinxian felt a lump in his throat, realizing that she was unyielding and clearly didn't take him, her older brother, seriously.

"Yu Jinzhao, why are you so stubborn now? Even if you're willful, you should still be reasonable!"

Perhaps realizing her tone was a bit harsh, Yu Jinxian paused, took a deep breath, and tried to speak in a calm tone.

“I’ve said it many times: I don’t want you to study traditional Chinese medicine because I’m afraid you’ll suffer and be looked down upon. It would be a waste of your time to study traditional Chinese medicine every day like your mother does without any results. I’m doing this for your own good!”

He witnessed firsthand how his mother suffered greatly from traditional Chinese medicine, locking herself in the pharmacy day and night, ignoring everything else and never even stepping out of the room.

He studied so hard, but still achieved nothing and ended up with autism. He didn't want Yu Jinzhao to end up like his mother.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't control his emotions; his eyes reddened slightly, and his expression gradually turned cold and sullen.

"If I had known you were so obsessed, I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted and indulged you when I found out you were studying traditional Chinese medicine when you were eight years old."