Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

1777 It Seemed That They Had Been Oversensitive
His glance sent Hexin’s heart fluttering.

Why was he looking at her like that?

Long Yin released her and tucked the arm that had been holding her waist behind his back.

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“Let’s go.”

“All right.” Composing herself, Hexin led him out of her courtyard.

Yuan Xin and Beitang Rui were in the front courtyard, waiting for Long Yin to come back for dinner.

To their surprise, their son He’an was the first to return.

Seeing He’an scampering back nervously, Beitang Rui immediately frowned and reproached him, “Why are you so flustered? How old are you even—can’t you walk properly?”

Intimidated by his father’s frown, He’an hastily stopped in his tracks and stood straight.

Beitang Rui shook his head, exasperated at his son.

Yuan Xin quickly jumped in to smooth things over. “You were supposed to tell Long Yin and your sister to come back for dinner. Where are they?”

“I’ve already told them; they’re still in the back.” He’an’s expression turned peculiar at the mention of them.

Knowing her son better than anyone else, Yuan Xin sensed his awkwardness and asked, “What’s wrong?”

He’an shook his head. “Nothing. Big Bro Long Yin and Big Sis are having a good time talking to each other.”

Yuan Xin fixed him a stare. “Are you hiding something from me?”

He’an gave a start as his sister’s ferocious face popped into his mind. Utterly convinced that she would skin him alive if he gave her away, he quickly denied it, “Not at all! What could I possibly be hiding from you?”
Feeling incredulous, Yuan Xin was about to press him for more answers when Hexin arrived, followed by Long Yin.

“Big Bro Long Yin!” He’an sprinted over to Long Yin as if he was his savior, then pulled a face at his sister.

Hexin was beside herself with rage, and the feeling only increased when she recalled the nonsense he had spewed in her courtyard just now.

“Come here, He’an!” she demanded, stifling her anger.

“Not a chance. Come here yourself if you can.” With Long Yin shielding him, He’an was even more brazen.

Hexin was fuming but there was nothing she could do.

Just then, Long Yin stroked her head and said mildly, “No need to get yourself worked up over a child.”

Hexin was dazed for a second, but when her parents glanced over, her heart thumped. She hurriedly took two steps to the side to distance herself from him.

He’an yelled in protest, “I’m a grown-up, Big Bro Long Yin! I’m not a child!”

“Really?” Long Yin dropped his gaze to him. “In that case, why do you still behave like one and keep making your sister angry?”

He’an was stunned. Then, his face flushed and he was at a loss for words.

“Your sister’s a girl. You should be more considerate of her.” Long Yin patted him on the head.

Yuan Xin and Beitang Rui were somewhat relieved to see him do this.

It seemed that they had been oversensitive.

Hexin was probably just a little sister to Long Yin.

“All right, Big Bro Long Yin.” Glancing at his sister standing nearby, He’an suddenly felt a little guilty.

“What should you do now, then?” Long Yin smiled at him, his gaze encouraging.

After hesitating for a while, He’an walked over to Hexin, his head drooping, and tugged on her sleeve. “Don’t be angry, Big Sis. I was just messing with you.”

Hexin had been in a daze when she heard Long Yin coax He’an. Now that her brother was behaving so meekly, she could not bring herself to be mad anymore, but she still gave his ear a pinch. “If you mess with me again, I’ll… disown you.”

He’an rubbed his ear and muttered, “If you keep pulling my ear all the time, you’ll never get married.”

“Worry about yourself. If you keep up this behavior, no girl will ever want to marry you,” Hexin snapped back.