Brother and Sister How is it you

Morning.

Yan Dongxu woke up feeling groggy with a warm breath next to his ear.

He wondered who would be beside him today.

Before opening his eyes, he pretended to turn over and put his arm around the woman.

The woman's perfume was intoxicating, giving him an urge to get closer after just one whiff.

He couldn't help but wonder what the girl who had teleported to his side looked like today.

Based on the standard from the past few days, today's shouldn't be bad either.

He slowly opened his eyes to see her face.

But after seeing clearly, he cried out in shock, jumping out of bed as if electrocuted.

"Fuck!"

"Sis... Sis! How can it be you!"

Liu Yueyue, who was lying in bed, was woken up. Having slept too late last night, she was in a daze.

She looked at Yan Dongxu in confusion, her mind blanking completely.

She clearly remembered going to bed with her husband Zhou Quan late last night. How did she end up in Yan Dongxu's bed this morning?

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

Liu Yueyue was terrified, thinking she had done something wrong.

She quickly hushed Yan Dongxu, "Don't wake Zhou Quan, or we really won't be able to explain this."

Yan Dongxu was speechless: "Keep quiet my ass. It'll be more troublesome if we don't get this straightened out!"

"Zhou Quan! Zhou Quan! Come over quick!"

He shouted in the room.

Zhou Quan was sleeping like a log after a long-awaited reunion and chat with his wife last night.

Knowing that Yan Dongxu was calling him, he was too lazy to get up.

"Wife, go see what he wants."

After a long silence, Yan Dongxu was still shouting over there.

"Wife, wife? Huh? Where's my wife?"

Zhou Quan groggily groped around next to him and found his wife missing.

Still half-asleep, he got up, put on his slippers, and went to see what the fuss was about.

Before he even got there, he saw his dad and mom staring blankly at the door of Yan Dongxu's bedroom.

"Dad, Mom, what are you looking at? Tell him to stop that racket. What's with the wailing this early in the morning?"

Zhou Quan said irritably, blaming his dad for being bored.

His parents looked at Zhou Quan strangely, hesitating to speak.

Puzzled, Zhou Quan walked over and took a look inside, dumbfounded. "Yan Dongxu, why is my wife in your bed?"

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

So awkward you could dig out a two bedroom apartment with your toes.

"Don't get excited. This is just an accident. You all know about my special ability."

"It's exactly what you're thinking."

Yan Dongxu explained.

Zhou Uncle and Wang Auntie were speechless. Zhou Quan also didn't know what to say.

His wife ended up in Yan Dongxu's bed after a night's sleep. How about that?

"That random ability of yours is too freaky. Not even sparing your brother's wife, huh."

Zhou Quan quipped with a smile as he entered the room to indicate there were no hard feelings.

He trusted Yan Dongxu and his own wife.

The heavens were just playing a joke on them this morning.

At breakfast they were still discussing the incident.

Zhou Uncle was especially amazed, bringing out the mansion's surveillance footage to prove his daughter-in-law's innocence.

From last night until this morning, Liu Yueyue had not left the bedroom.

Without teleportation, there was no way to explain this.

"Dad, why did you check the surveillance? Making it seem like I don't trust Dongxu and Yueyue. Overdoing it, don't you think?"

Zhou Quan said unhappily, blaming his dad for poking his nose into their business.

"Hey, you rascal, I'm doing this for your own good. Better to get some things out in the open."

"Don't let any misunderstandings fester and affect you brothers' relationship."

"Here's the evidence, don't go imagining things, son."

Zhou Uncle put down the tablet with a smile.

Yan Dongxu sighed, "I have to take responsibility for what happened today."

"Before opening my eyes, knowing there was someone else there, I wanted to cop a feel and turned over to hug them."

"But when I opened my eyes and saw it was sister-in-law, I was shocked speechless. I owe sister-in-law an apology here."

"And I'm sorry to you too, Zhou Quan. Rest assured, I only touched her arm. Didn't go anywhere else."

After he spoke, Liu Yueyue's expression relaxed considerably.

"I'm also partly to blame for panicking when I found myself in Dongxu's bed after waking up."

"I just wanted him to keep quiet so I could sneak back on my own."

"I really was terrified at the time and didn't think it through."

"Dongxu did the right thing calling everyone here to get this cleared up."

Zhou Quan waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright, it's over, let's not mention it again. Much ado about nothing needing all this explanation."

"Dad, aren't you and Dongxu going out later?"

"Give me a call when you're done. Let's meet up at the photo studio and take a family portrait."

"I should also take some father-daughter shots with Doudou."

Yan Dongxu was going to decline at first, but Zhou Quan wouldn't have it.

He said they were one family and if Yan Dongxu didn't show up he wouldn't do the shoot.

This touched him deeply.

After breakfast, Yan Dongxu left with Zhou Uncle.

First they went to a high-end suit shop and bought Yan Dongxu a suit.

Then they went to get him styled.

"Dongxu, you look sharper than a male celeb all dressed up like this."

"Zhou Uncle, stop flattering me. This is my first time wearing something like this, I feel a bit out of place."

"No worries. Just relax when we get there. What boss feels nervous meeting an employee?"

Zhou Uncle joked, treating Yan Dongxu completely like his own son.

"Oh right, the suit you have on isn't tailored. Some areas might not fit perfectly."

"I've already told Old Li at the shop. Find time to get measured later."

"To have a suit made just for you. I've paid already. It'll come in handy for formal occasions in the future."

Yan Dongxu nodded, "Thank you, Zhou Uncle."

Yuehai Hotel was a 5-star hotel in Jiangning City.

Today's banquet was set up here.

The executives of Qingqiu Media had arrived early to prepare.

They would not allow any mishaps for this banquet.

Inside the hotel, Xu Yiyi was dressed to impress, waiting for today's guests to arrive.

She had heard the major shareholder of Qingqiu Media was quite capable, actually getting Yan Dongxu to come.

Yan Dongxu was currently red hot, even harder to invite than her, a first-tier celebrity.

"Yo, Chairman Zhou, you've arrived." Manager Wang hurried forward to greet them.

"Mm, Wang, is everyone here?"

"Here, all here, just waiting for you and Mr. Yan. I'll have the servers bring out the dishes now."

Manager Wang bobbed his head ingratiatingly.

"Good. Dongxu, let's go in." Zhou Uncle gestured.

This was Yan Dongxu's first time attending such a business banquet. He felt a bit out of his element at first.

But with Zhou Uncle here, he wasn't too nervous either.

"Dongxu?" Manager Wang muttered. Noticing how Chairman Zhou directly called Yan Dongxu by his nickname, their relationship seemed unusual.

After they entered, the seated executives all stood up to welcome them.

Among them were other shareholders as well.

"No need to stand on ceremony, please sit."

"No need to introduce this one. He's Yan Dongxu. A rising star streamer. Also my nephew. I've watched him grow up bit by bit."

At this, the room fell silent.

The executives instantly understood. No wonder Chairman Zhou could get him to come, turns out there was a connection.

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