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Zhuo Ya pushed him away and sat down on the chair, pulling Irina into his embrace, ignoring his younger brother. The little guy steadied himself, rubbing his head vigorously, his handsome face flushed red as the students in the class tried hard to stifle their laughter.
Lisa felt both pity and amusement as she tiptoed over and hugged his head, helping him massage his scalp while pouting, "Why did you have to do that? You dared to joke with Irina, and it's a miracle Zhuo Ya didn't hit you."
"Ouch! Lao San's hits were neither light nor heavy; it really hurt!"
After rubbing his scalp for a while, the little guy suddenly reacted, slapping his thigh, but Lisa pinched him on the arm several times. "Why are you hitting me?"
"Wrong slap!"
He used the excuse of helping Lisa massage her leg to let his mind race. Just now, when he teased Irina, her eyes sparkled and her cheeks flushed with shyness, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. It was just like how Lisa looked at him back then.
"Lisa..."
The little guy whispered in Lisa's ear. She widened her eyes in disbelief. After listening to her boyfriend's analysis, she elbowed him in the waist. "Stop talking nonsense; be careful that Zhuo Ya really will hit you."
Ever since she started dating Peter, she had often seen Zhuo Ya pin Peter down on the floor and beat him up multiple times. Each time, he would scream in pain, and her boyfriend couldn't even defeat Zhuo Ya. After going home to complain, he would get beaten again by Uncle and Auntie, leaving him with no place to argue.
The most profound experience was when Uncle and Auntie came to Irkutsk for a few days. After school one day, she and Peter went to the villa for dinner. Coincidentally, that day Zhuo Ya was alone and was chasing after three tall and strong boys to beat them up.
After returning home, Peter vividly recounted the incident. Xu Li took a drag from her cigarette and replied casually before asking him, "What were you doing while Zhuo Ya was fighting?"
The little guy grinned proudly. "I'm a good kid now; I can't fight. I was just watching from the side."
Later on, he found himself pinned down on the sofa by his mother who gave him a good thrashing. If it weren't for his tears pleading for mercy, his boyfriend would have probably gotten beaten even worse!
"Your sister is fighting, and you're just watching? Who else should be beaten if not you?"
It was as if they were about to write "favoring daughters over sons" across his face!
In this big family, logically speaking, mothers should definitely favor their youngest son the most; yet this family was different. The sons were treated like punching bags while the daughter was the one who received all the pampering.
The two whispered secrets to each other until the teacher walked in with textbooks to start class. They stopped chatting and began studying seriously.
For some time afterward, Peter felt something was off. It was Big Uncle's mother's birthday, so he took Lisa to Big Uncle's house but found Zhuo Ya wasn't there, which surprised him. He found Ivan on the balcony smoking and reading a newspaper. "Where's Uncle Zhuo Ya?"
"Oh, she went home to take a shower and change clothes; she said she was buying something for your Aunt as a gift."
Ivan replied cheerfully while continuing to read the newspaper. But Peter froze: "Home? Which home?"
"The house in the suburbs! Zhuo Ya doesn't live here anymore; she moved back there last semester. Didn't you know?"
Peter scratched his head in confusion: "No one told me! You know I've been living at Big Brother's place."
Ivan chuckled twice and ignored him.
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