Xiang Yi froze for a few seconds and then batted her long and thick lashes. "Sorry," she whispered.
She stepped back slightly, maintaining her distance with her fourth brother, Xiang Yu—or Smog, the longtime sitting legend from the esports scene.
It was obviously the fault of that person who had been occupying her body last year, yet she had to bear the consequences.
She had already mentally prepared for this, but when she was face to face with her cold and uninviting brother, she still felt slightly wronged and dismayed.
Xiang Yu frowned slightly, glancing over at Xiang Yi quickly before retracting his gaze. The corners of his lips twitched mockingly.
Are you going to start acting like before?
He used to trust her so much, yet she....
Thinking of the things she had done, the short-tempered Xiang Yu felt even more irritable as he sped up his pace and headed into the villa.