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Fan Xian sat down, ignoring the boy and letting his sister sit first. He smiled and asked, "Who are you?" Of course he could guess who this chubby boy was, but he deliberately did not point it out.
"I am Fan Sizhe, the young master of the Fan family." The chubby boy looked at him and snorted. "So you are the illegitimate son."
Fan Xian heard a faint sound in his ear. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Lady Liu. Unexpectedly, Lady Liu had already run away for no reason. He didn't know where she had gone. It seemed that she had deliberately let her own son cause a ruckus and break Fan Xian's composure. In any case, if anything untoward happened, he could use the excuse that Sizhe was young and insensible.
A strange smile appeared on Fan Xian's lips. He had known in Danzhou that this young master of the capital government had a bad temper and had always been rude and unreasonable. For the sake of his father, Fan Xian decided to take the time to teach this "little brother" a lesson in order to prevent the Fan family from offending the real nobles in the future because of this kid.
But what happened next was completely out of his expectations.
A cold voice rang out. It came from Fan Ruoruo's thin lips. "Give me your hand." Having said that, Miss Fan took out a long ruler from under the table.
"Why?" Fan Sizhe mumbled. His face was full of fear, but he obediently extended his hand.
With two smacks, two red marks appeared on Fan Sizhe's hand. Tears began to well up in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. "Sister, for an outsider..."
Before he could finish the word "outsider", Fan Ruoruo expressionlessly struck the chubby boy's hand twice with the ruler.
Fan Xian now realized that his sister's cold demeanor was very oppressive in the eyes of an ordinary person.
"First, you cannot call my brother by his name. Secondly, you have to understand our family's identity. Don't say such nonsense. Third, you must be punished for being disrespectful to your brother. "
Fan Ruoruo spoke lightly. The way she held the ruler reminded Fan Xian of those kindergarten aunties who looked weak and cute, but were actually very fierce.
Fan Sizhe glared at Fan Xian, flattened his lips, and ran to the backyard.
"Every time he cries, he goes to find his mother." Fan Ruoruo sighed.
"I'm very curious. What is the meaning of Sizhe?"
"His thoughts are as sluggish as a pig's, and his tyrannical actions leave trails behind."
"Such an elegant name, yet it was interpreted by my younger sister into these two sentences. What a joke."
"It's not as funny as big brother's joke."
"Why can you beat people with a ruler?"
"Father gave me the right to discipline him."
"This seems to be a little different from my analysis of this world."
"Are you talking about men's rights?"
"Yes, there is also the issue of the distribution of power in the backyard of the family."
"At present, I seem to have gained a little power."
"But don't forget, your power is completely dependent on that man's likes and dislikes."
"Brother, don't forget that the man you're talking about is our father."
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Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo looked at each other and smiled. They were very happy. There were no outsiders present, and Fan Ruoruo was no longer as restrained as before. She smiled, and it was obvious that she could not suppress the happiness in her heart.
Fan Xian was the same. In this world, probably only his sister, who they often exchanged letters with, could truly use a certain logic that only he could use to converse with her. Furthermore, when they first exchanged letters, Fan Ruoruo was still young. To a certain extent, Fan Xian's view of this world and life had been greatly influenced by Fan Xian's imperceptible influence.
The two of them hadn't seen each other for 10 years, so they should have been somewhat unfamiliar. However, the conversation just now, which only the two of them could feel, quickly pulled the distance between them closer in their hearts. It was as if the brother or sister sitting in front of them had not been separated for 10 years. Instead, they were good friends who spent every day in the courtyard and studied side by side.
In this kind of relationship, Fan Ruoruo saw Fan Xian as a teacher-like figure, while Fan Xian saw his sister as a student or junior. This kind of mentality was very subtle.
Fan Xian looked at her with a slight smile and said in a low voice, "Seeing that you seem to be doing well in the manor, I've been worrying a bit too much."
Fan Ruoruo lowered her head and quietly said, "It's all thanks to you for your ideas."
"Oh?" Fan Xian smiled shyly. Could it be that the romantic scenes from his previous life that he had written had an effect? But this was not something he could ask directly.
"Recently, Lady Liu has been more peaceful," Fan Ruoruo said lightly. She called her aunt "Lady Liu". Even though there were only the two of them in the hall, it still seemed very cold.
Fan Xian thought for a moment and then said, "Although I'm far away in Danzhou, I know that the Liu family has a very high status in the capital. Don't be too disrespectful to her."
"I won't." Fan Ruoruo lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes resting on her white skin. It was very beautiful.
Fan Xian looked at her with a smile. He realized that to find someone in a world who could "understand" one's self was indeed a very happy thing, even though this person had been taught by him.
He softly said, "Did you receive my letter?"
"Yes." Fan Ruoruo smiled. The frost on her face had long since disappeared. "Two nights ago, I saw that letter in my room. It scared me. I thought it was some bad guy, but when I saw the handwriting on the letter, I realized it was you."
Fan Xian shrugged. Given Wu Zhu's abilities, being a messenger was a bit of a waste of his talent.
No one entered the hall to interrupt their conversation, which Fan Xian was very satisfied with. He took a sip of tea and said seriously, "You probably don't know why I came to the capital this time."
Fan Ruoruo raised her head and looked at her brother with a faint smile.
Fan Xian was a little embarrassed by her gaze. "What's wrong?"
A teasing sigh sounded out. The girl smiled and said, "Many people probably know why you came to the capital. And I believe that the children of the famous families in the capital are all very curious. Count Sinan's illegitimate son has come to the capital this time, and how much confidence he has in that matter."
"Ah?" Fan Xian was a little surprised. "I always thought that father's decision to let me come to the capital was a secret. Do many people know about it? But I believe that not many people in the capital know who I am. Why would anyone be curious about me?"
"Because you came to the capital to get married." Fan Ruoruo smiled. "The woman father wants you to marry is very famous."
Fan Xian frowned. Although he didn't necessarily want to marry her, he was still very concerned about what kind of person he might marry. "Do you know the young lady?"
"My future sister-in-law is the young lady of the Lin family." Fan Ruoruo's eyes flashed with an unreadable light. "I'm not the only one who knows her. I believe that everyone in the capital knows her."
"Which Lin family? Why is that woman so famous? "Fan Xian raised his eyebrows.
"Brother, although you've always been far away in Danzhou, I know that granny should have a copy of the paper printed in the palace." Fan Ruoruo laughed.
Fan Xian thought for a moment, then slapped his forehead. "Could it be that the Lin family is the family of Prime Minister Lin Ruofu? That young lady is the main character in the matter of the Prime Minister's illegitimate daughter? "
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