Married to the Protagonist

After Chen Jinyao sent that message to Yan Cheng, she suddenly dropped her shoulders down. She didn’t need to work that hard this afternoon. Therefore, once she relaxed, it was clear that she felt quite tired. She raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose. She leaned back against her chair and lifted her head slightly, closing her eyes to rest.

Despite relaxing completely, she still had some thoughts inside her mind.

Before a minute passed, Chen Jinyao opened her eyes again. The entire process was like a child’s play. She leaned forward and grabbed her phone that she placed on top of the documents.

Yan Cheng hadn’t replied. She sent the last message on their chat history. Chen Jinyao lazily looked down and stared at her screen for a while. Her fingertips paused before tapping on her friend’s circle.

What she saw first was the message Chen Jinlin sent two minutes ago.

It was a picture of her conversation with her boyfriend. Most importantly, the transactions made.

“…” It was that simple to put on PDA nowadays.

Chen Jinyao pursed her lips and gave the post a like.

Almost immediately after, Chen Jinlin tracked Chen Jinyao’s friend circle and started interrogating her.

Young couples committed deeply and felt passionate about their love.

This passionate and excited feeling didn’t just reflect on themselves. But rather, it revealed itself between women. Maybe they all wanted to brag somewhat, so they started competing with one another using sarcasm.

Chen Jinlin: Sister!!

The corner of Chen Jinyao’s lips twitched. She subconsciously replied: Did you mute mother and father?

Chen Jinlin: Hehe, I am well aware of the situation.

Chen Jinyao felt helpless: Don’t just say that you are well-aware. You should divulge some information to our parents when it’s time to. You can’t just hide him forever…

It was clear that Chen Jinyao was worried for her younger sister.

Chen Jinyao: Don’t mind me for being annoying…

The words were in her throat but she didn’t know what to say.

After all, those in deep love usually never listened to people’s advice or critiques. It’d be good enough that they didn’t retort impatiently.

Short silence followed.

Chen Jinlin cleverly shifted the topic. She refused to answer Chen Jinyao. The latter knitted her brows and sighed helplessly in the end.

One should maintain an optimistic attitude when there wasn’t a huge issue in someone else’s relationship. She shouldn’t bother intervening too much. Of course, there was nothing wrong with expressing her concern at a reasonable time.

Therefore, with the principle that everything will be all right, the two sisters silently changed the topic.

Although they did that, they knew clearly inside that they were about to jump to the main topic.

Chen Jinlin: Sister, did brother-in-law do anything today?

Chen Jinlin: Please refer to the first picture I sent in the friend circle.

Chen Jinlin: If he didn’t do anything, you can give him a hint.

She sent three consecutive messages without pausing. It was clear that she didn’t believe in her brother-in-law.

Chen Jinyao was silent.

Chen Jinlin thought that despite her brother-in-law settling down and was tamed by her sister, he was still a masculine and stubborn man that wasn’t romantic in the least bit.

People might ask her why. This was all due to a woman’s intuition.

As her sister, Chen Jinlin genuinely wished that her brother-in-law would treat her sister much better.

Who knew that she was just being worrisome.

She was basically looking for things to do.

More accurately, she was looking to be fed dog food.

Chen Jinyao: Of course he did. He knew the meaning of today better than me.

I was just scared that I must upset you. She thought.

Chen Jinyao: I estimated and your brother-in-law probably transferred 10,400 to me.

Chen Jinlin was speechless.

10,400. That was a huge amount but it didn’t have any special meaning.

Chen Jinyao: I think I should also take a picture and post this to commemorate this moment.

Here, the sisters’ short conversation completely ended.