The Second Brother of the Ye Family

Ye Tingjun, who had been made to feel like a loser for being single, stared expressionlessly. In a calm voice, he said, "Bro, can't you just pretend that you are drawing it for me?"

"No way!"

"I am your brother, your real brother."

"No way!"

Ye Tingjun tried to argue. "Bro, that's not right. Beauty is meant to be showcased. Talent is meant to serve the people. You are so talented; you should let more people appreciate your skills."

"That's not necessary," Ye Ling said calmly. "I need only her to appreciate it."

Everyone else had better leave me alone!

Ye Tingjun cursed inwardly. What a slave to his wife!

You're resting on your laurels!

Indeed, I am the coolest guy of the Ye Family!

"Bro, draw me something, and I will promise you anything. Can you?"

Soft and hard measures didn't even work.