Ye Congzheng nodded. "Yes, I understand. I won't drag you down, Sis."
Ye Linlin might not like him, but the kid's attitude was actually pretty good. No matter how much she disdained him, he had never lost his temper. When he first came, she stayed mad for a long time—perfectly good only child suddenly turned into an older sister, one more person to split the inheritance with, how disgusting was that. But after raising him for a while, she did grow some feelings. He was obedient, and once he yielded, she stopped being mad.
"Alright, hurry back to your room. No matter what happens downstairs, don't come down. It's so late, stop studying already—no matter how you cram now you're not going to turn into the top scorer. Go to bed early."
Ye Congzheng's lips pressed faintly for a second, then he smiled and nodded. "Okay."
Ye Linlin turned and went downstairs.
She didn't notice at all that when she was about to step off the staircase, the leg Ye Congzheng had bent straightened up.
