[This isn't right; wasn't I supposed to be a short-lived cannon fodder? How come it feels like I suddenly got a script where everyone loves me?]
[So many people are noisily arguing and exposing each other's secrets just for a chance to hug me—what a farce.]
Farce or not, Yun Wanqing thought Yun Zheng's subordinates were quite adorable, and it was truly a pity that they ended up like they did in the plot.
Meanwhile, Yun Wanchen was getting a headache from all the noise.
Looking at the still-bickering roughnecks, he helplessly said, "Alright, stop arguing. I'll hold Little Sister myself. You can take the gifts to the hall."
If these people kept arguing, Yun Wanchen was worried that someone would start a fight because they couldn't win verbally.
Today, of all days, fighting must be avoided.
Alas, Little Sister being too popular isn't entirely a good thing.
