"If you have the ability, take it back yourself. It came to me on its own, so I won’t let go, and I don’t have to pay for it." Jiang Nan not only didn’t let go, he held on tighter and made a face at Youyou.
"You..." Youyou was so angry her face turned red. Just as she was about to step forward, Meimei stopped her.
"Sis, don’t be mad. Jiang Nan is just teasing you; he didn’t mean to upset you." Meimei held Youyou’s hand and anxiously signaled to Jiang Nan.
Jiang Nan shrugged, "That’s not right. I didn’t bother her at all; she’s the one bothering me. Girls being so aggressive, better watch out or you might not get married in the future."
"Pft! You’re the one who won’t get married!" Youyou snatched back her whip, cheeks puffed in anger.
"Of course I won’t get married; I’ll be the one marrying a wife." Jiang Nan flicked his fingers and glanced at her, "But with someone like you, no thanks."
"Stop flattering yourself. Even if all the men in the world were gone, I still wouldn’t marry you!" Youyou shouted back angrily and curled up on the sofa with her whip.
With her hands supporting her cheeks, she glared fiercely at Jiang Nan.
"..."
Meimei stood between the two of them, watching them stare each other down, completely ignoring her attempt to mediate, and couldn’t help but look at Dan Tingye.
"Didn’t sleep all night, are you tired? Go rest in my room for a while." Dan Tingye wanted to stand up from the sofa, but as soon as he moved, his calf went numb.
"Don’t move, Tingye. Your knees have poor circulation, so you shouldn’t strain them. I’m not tired; I’m just worried they’ll... start fighting."
The last few words were mouthed silently by Meimei.
After saying that, she carefully glanced at Jiang Nan and Youyou.
"What are you afraid of me for? I can’t be bothered with him." Youyou pouted, and as soon as she finished speaking, she glared at Jiang Nan again.
"I don’t argue with women." Jiang Nan walked forward casually with his hands in his pockets, looking at Meimei softly, "If you’re tired, I’ll go back and rest with you."
As soon as Jiang Nan finished speaking, not only did Youyou want to hit him, but even Dan Tingye couldn’t help clenching his fist.
"I’m really not tired, and I’m worried about Tingye’s knee. He’s been kneeling for so long; if he doesn’t take care of it, he might have leg problems in the future. Uncle was too strict."
Meimei bit her lip, an obvious look of concern in her eyes.
Every time she thought about how Tingye was punished because of her, she felt too guilty to speak.
"Don’t speak ill of my idol!" Youyou sat up straight on the sofa, looking seriously at Dan Tingye’s knee, "It’s because he was disobedient that Uncle Jie punished him."
Dan Hanjie was her idol, and everything he did was right.
Especially since Dan Hanjie punished her nemesis, it was like avenging her, and Youyou nearly worshipped Dan Hanjie.
"Uncle-in-law is strict, but he is indeed impressive, or my dad wouldn’t have let me grow up in a private villa." Jiang Nan couldn’t help but defend Dan Hanjie as well.
Being "taught" by Dan Hanjie was something many people longed for but could never get, worth even getting beaten up for.
Tingye, the person in question, remained silent from start to finish, merely watching Meimei, who was standing up for him, with a faint, unnoticed fondness in his eyes.
After a long while, he finally spoke.
"This time when you return, are you leaving again?"
"Ah?"
Meimei was stunned, her gaze instantly dimmed as she walked over to Youyou, squeezed onto the sofa beside her, curled up, hugged her knees, and rested her chin on them.