My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 74. Chapter 73. Unfair, unfair.

Chapter 73. Unfair, unfair.

Cheng Qingzhi's beautiful eyes almost stared bloodshot.

Seemingly sensing the piercing gaze on him, the little boy raised his head in a daze and saw Cheng Qingzhi's cold and stern eyes, causing him to shiver in fear.

"Sister," the frail little hand held onto Cheng Songer's leg tightly, refusing to let go.

Hearing the little boy calling out "sister" repeatedly, Cheng Qingzhi's enchanting phoenix eyes turned into sharp knives, filled with hatred as they pierced into the little boy.

"You little brat, who gave you the right to call me sister? Let go of your dirty hands!"

"Get up, it's alright," Cheng Songer held his shoulder and effortlessly lifted him up from the ground. He was really thin.

"What's your name?" she asked gently.

"I. . . I'm called Song Zhi," the timid little Zhi glanced at Cheng Qingzhi and stammered.

"Song Zhi? From now on, I'll call you Xiao Zhi, alright?" Cheng Songer smiled.

Cheng Songer was naturally beautiful, and her soft-spoken words were even more pleasing. Which child wouldn't like her? Moreover, she had rescued him from her wicked aunt. Song Zhi became even more reliant and obedient towards Cheng Songer.

He obediently nodded, "Okay."

"Come, let me introduce you. I'm Cheng Songer, the owner of this shop. As for this brother. . ." Cheng Songer pulled Cheng Qingzhi, who had been silent all along.

The dim and obscure lighting accentuated his gentle facial features, making them appear somewhat cold. He stood tall and looked down, his eyelids drooping with indifference. The shadows of his eyelashes covered his eyes, giving off an aura of aloofness, keeping people at a distance.

Even though he hadn't said a word, just a casual glance from him made Song Zhi feel more terrified than his aunt.

Song Zhi couldn't help but tremble.

This man was so beautiful, yet so terrifying. Just like those malicious men in dramas who would separate talented and beautiful women.

"He is my fiancé," Cheng Songer held Cheng Qingzhi's hand tightly, intertwining their fingers.

Cheng Qingzhi's sharp eyes were startled, and his expression flickered.

This was her first time introducing him in front of outsiders with such an identity. He slightly lowered his head, revealing a hint of a shy young boy in his eyes.

Not only Cheng Qingzhi was taken aback, even Song Zhi was also surprised.

Just a moment ago, he was speculating in his mind about the relationship between this fierce-looking man and Sister Song Er. Who would have known that in the next moment, he would find out that he was actually Sister Song Er's fiancé and the future husband.

Why would such a gentle and kind sister have such a fierce-looking man by her side? Song Zhi couldn't help but feel a bit regretful.

"You will follow Qingzhi from now on, help him with some tasks and such. Don't worry, Qingzhi has a gentle personality and is easy to talk to. He won't give you a hard time," Cheng Songer touched his hair bun and said with a smile.

Song Zhi timidly glanced at Cheng Qingzhi. Is what Sister Song Er said true? But he doesn't seem to be very easy to talk to.

Just as he was trembling with fear, Cheng Qingzhi instantly restrained his previous cold and stern demeanor, his phoenix eyes slightly curved, and a gentle smile rippled in his eyes.