Yang Rusong sighed, "In the end, we have to try. After all, he's my brother. Blood is thicker than water. I can't just watch him destroy himself."
"You're a good brother."
"Cousin, don't make fun of me." Yang Rusong gave a bitter smile, "If I could have woken up sooner, maybe the family wouldn't have turned out like this."
"How old are you, really?" Yang Ruxin patted Yang Rusong's shoulder, "Don't put all the burden on yourself. Your parents are still around."
"Thanks, I know." Yang Rusong sighed again, "But that house is already ruined, and now there's not even a moment of peace."
"What happened?"
"Our little aunt, I guess she's bewitched or something." Yang Rusong sighed, "During dinner just now, she was crying and shouting for Grandpa to call off the engagement with the Ma Family. Grandpa hit her, but for some reason, she's just stubbornly refusing to marry." The only consolation now is that his mother has stopped making a fuss.
