Chapter 230 - 230. This Is Wedding Candy (1/2)

After a few seconds of silence, there were several pop-up comments in the livestream room again.

——[Brother? Is he her biological brother!?!]

——[!!! This has got to be the most dramatic moment of the year!]

——[I knew it, like I said, they’re biological siblings!]

——[Exactly, their names are Xiang Yi and Xiang Li, they do seem to belong to the same family!]

——[Stop acting like you already knew! You were the ones who scolded her the most maliciously just now. You people are so pretentious!]

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The clamoring seemed to have paused for a moment.

Xiang Yi raised her tiny face and looked at Xiang Li in shock.

Her eyes were full of tears, but she desperately tried to hold them back. However, the moment he coaxed her, she burst into tears.

Actually, she really wasn’t that strong emotionally.

In front of outsiders, she could still stay calm even if she suffered a lot of grievances.

However, in front of her brother, she would break down at the slightest mistreatment.

Xiang Li instantly got flustered when she started crying.

Indeed, coaxing girls wasn’t his forte, and all he knew to do was to pat her back clumsily to soothe her patiently and gently.

Shi Sui remained silent and turned to the side to block the camera for her. However, he didn’t disturb her and Xiang Li.

“Would you like to have some candy?” Xiang Li asked as he fumbled in his pocket and found a milk candy.

Shi Sui was speechless.

Looking at the familiar brand of milk candy, his forehead throbbed.

‘Is giving out candy a customary coaxing method practiced by your family?’

Xiang Yi sobbed and said, “I… I just want to cry…”

She sounded so aggrieved and meek that her fans who were watching the livestream felt like their hearts were going to melt.

——[I declare that I’m a motherly fan now!]

——[Xiang Yi is so meek towards her brother! I like her so much!]

——[I can empathize with Xiang Yi. I work in the advertising industry and I get scolded by clients every day, but I can still put on a smile all the time. However, when my mom calls to ask if I’ve had my meals, I’ll start bawling.]