'Guiying' stared at him blankly, unable to process the information.
Zixin?
Jun could see the confusion crystal clear in 'her' eyes, and he combed through his hair in frustration. He was well aware that he shouldn't push this conversation but watching his cheery cousin Yunru suffer because of the baseless accusation and his pure feelings towards Huan being made a joke of in front of the whole world, he couldn't just control himself anymore.
Yunru…
Suddenly, he felt a familiar fluffy sensation against his temple and his expression twisted.
"..."
Jin, who watched Ai pushing a feather duster against Jun's head for the first time, burst out in speechlessness. "Hey! What are you doing to my brother! Back off!"
He grabbed her and pulled her back and viewed Ai as some dangerous terrorist carrying a bomb.
"This is a sure shot way of cooling down his head," she calmly explained.