I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

"...Then let's cancel it...I know, but I've been too busy lately, there's a ton of stuff going on at the film festival..."

"Release that obscure, low-level CP (couple) scandal, stop him from jumping around like that. He's trying to associate himself with just anyone, doesn't he know he'll hurt himself?"

The curtains in the ward were wide open, and the room was filled with bright sunlight.

The person in the hospital bed frowned and opened their eyes at the noise, but closed them again after a casual glance.

Xie Qingyu narrowed his eyes, said something into the phone, and then hung up. "If you're awake, stop pretending. I saw everything."

The clock struck four. Shen Yan's surgery had taken quite a long time, a full six or seven hours.

The effects of the anesthesia hadn't completely worn off. Shen Yan lazily opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the room once more, his face expressionless.

He reached for his phone from the bedside table, opened an app with practiced ease, and watched as a small blue dot flashed nearby on the screen.

Xie Qingyu, with his sharp eyes, spotted Shen Yan's phone and immediately flew into a rage. "What is this? Did you set her up with a tracking device? Are you spying on her?"

That pervert is truly a pervert; after all these years, he's still doing these despicable things!

Sis, did you see that, sis?! Who's a kind soul who sets up location tracking for others?! Shen Yan is a psychologically disturbed psychopath!

The young man on the hospital bed had black hair that fell over his eyes. His dark eyes curved slightly, a half-smile on his face, with a hint of inexplicable pride. "You've gone against me. Xie Yan put this on for me."

"..."

"She said she knew where I went and told me not to wander off."

"..."

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

"She also said that if I didn't obey, she would break my legs."

"..."

Xie Qingyu fell silent. It sounded like Xie Yan was a pervert.

Impossible! How could his sister be a psychopath?!

Although Xie Qingyu didn't know what Shen Yan was so smug about, it didn't stop him from getting angry whenever he saw him. If Shen Yan wasn't already in the hospital, Xie Qingyu would have really wanted to beat him up to vent his anger.

"Brother, where did Xie Yan go?"

The location data I just checked shows that Xie Yan is currently at the hospital, but in a different building.

Xie Qingyu was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Shen Yan to still respectfully call him "brother," but he quickly looked away.

Around noon, he and Xie Yan went to the hospital to wait for Shen Yan to come out, but orthopedic surgery takes a long time. After waiting for a while, Xie Yan felt a bit unwell, so she made an appointment to go see a doctor. She told Xie Qingyu to wait there and call her when Shen Yan came out of the operating room.

"Stomach ache?" Shen Yan frowned. "She ate a lot of crabs and drank alcohol last night... Did she eat lunch?"

"Uh, I didn't eat."

Shen Yan glanced at the clock on the wall. "It's already four in the afternoon. Has she not eaten anything all day?"

"..." What's going on? Xie Qingyu actually felt a little guilty for not taking good care of her, but what could he do? His sister said she had no appetite and didn't want to eat, so he couldn't force her to eat.

"You should worry about yourself." Xie Qingyu walked to the sofa, picked up an apple, and started eating it. "I warned you before to stay away from her. I think you don't want your other good leg either."

Wait a minute, why is he speaking like a villain right now? It's just like what his sister said about breaking Shen Yan's legs.

Why are the Xie siblings so fixated on their legs?

Shen Yan wasn't annoyed. He turned his head, his expression calm and his eyes clear, not at all like someone who had just woken up from anesthesia. "There's a file folder under the coffee table next to you. I really want to live a peaceful life with her."

Following his gaze, Xie Qingyu indeed saw a file folder under the table. He took out the contents and his expression changed drastically.

Inside was a notarized will.

Every surgery carries risks. Taking this surgery as an opportunity, the document clearly states that if anything happens to Shen Yan in the future, whether he dies or goes insane, all his assets will belong to Xie Yan, including cash, shares, real estate, and everything else.

The total assets of a billionaire are an astronomical figure that is impossible for an ordinary person to estimate.

Xie Qingyu stared at the few thin pages in his hand, remaining silent for a long time before finally saying, "You're showing me these, aren't you afraid I'll sabotage you and then divide up your assets?"

“You won’t, and…” Shen Yan suddenly smiled slightly, revealing his gleaming white teeth, and that dark and thick feeling seemed to materialize, “Brother, you can’t beat me.”

"You!" Xie Qingyu gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the table, "Shen Yan!! I—"

The ward door was pushed open, and as soon as Xie Yan entered, she saw Xie Qingyu looking agitated, as if he was about to start a fight.

"Xie Qingyu! What are you doing!" Xie Yan slapped Xie Qingyu's raised hand down. "Didn't you say you were here to take care of him? Why do you want to fight?"

"He deserves a beating! Look at him!!"

Xie Qingyu hurriedly pointed and saw the black-haired youth on the hospital bed with a pale face and drowsy eyes, looking like he hadn't woken up from the anesthesia. When he saw Xie Yan, he forced a smile.

A delicate little white flower, fragile and pitiful.

"...Your mother."

Xie Qingyu laughed in anger. He should have known what kind of person Shen Yan was. He was an incorrigible white lotus and a green tea b*tch, who had his sister completely under his thumb with these little tricks.

I thought Shen Yan wouldn't use such underhanded methods anymore, but it turns out he's still got it, as sharp as ever.

Damn it, my fist is hard again.

Xie Yan sat on the edge of the bed and touched Shen Yan's forehead. "How long have you been awake? How are you feeling?"

"It hasn't been long, just a bit cold." The young man rubbed his face against the warm palms, then suddenly noticed the bandage on Xie Yan's hand. "Are you feeling better? Have something to eat."

Xie Yan just went to the outpatient clinic and had two IV drips, and she feels much better now. Her problem isn't serious; at most, it's just that she ate too much seafood.

Although she still didn't have much of an appetite, she nodded and bought a bowl of congee under Shen Yan's dependent yet worried gaze.

Shen Yan couldn't eat for 24 hours, so he quietly watched Xie Yan eat her porridge, becoming completely absorbed in the act. He even tried to hold her hand while watching.

Xie Qingyu couldn't stand it anymore. When someone inadvertently showed off their affection, he finally realized a reality: Xie Yan seemed to really like Shen Yan too.

Ugh.

How can this be done?

Before long, Xie Qingyu quietly left. He packed up the wills and put them back in the file bag, leaving a small bottle of wound medicine on the coffee table.

He redeemed it using points from the system's in-game store.