Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!

Someone as handsome as me should be popular with people of all ages.

It must be that little girl who has no taste!

Yeah!

That must be it!

……

If you won’t call me “big brother,” then just stay outside obediently!

Lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, Ryan Clark thought viciously to himself.

Of course, this kind of thought could only stay in his mind.

If he really had to do it, he absolutely wouldn’t dare!

If he actually locked that girl outside, never mind what his stepmother would say for now.

If his real dad found out, he’d definitely get a kick straight to the face!

Ryan Clark knew that his old man usually dressed in a suit and tie, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and looked like a refined “successful man.”

But deep down, he was as violent as could be!

……

After fumbling around on the bed for a while, he found the big boxer shorts he’d tossed there last night, then randomly grabbed a T-shirt and threw it on. With his hair sticking up like a bird’s nest, Ryan Clark made his way to the door.

Before opening the door, he had a sudden idea and peeked outside through the peephole.

Standing at the door were two girls, about twelve or thirteen years old, both carrying schoolbags.

One was wearing a school uniform, had her hair in twin ponytails, and looked petite and cute—a standard beauty.

The other was also in a school uniform, but looked a bit older, wore black-rimmed glasses, and seemed like a well-behaved girl.

At that moment, the two girls were standing at the door, chatting idly.

The one with glasses kept glancing back at the door, a hint of confusion occasionally flashing across her face.

But the one with twin ponytails never looked back from start to finish, clearly not worried at all about whether the door would open.

Seeing this, Ryan Clark couldn’t help but grit his teeth and think bitterly:

This girl really has me wrapped around her finger.

……

Click!

Ryan Clark opened the door.

But he didn’t step aside. Instead, he leaned half his body against the doorframe, one hand resting on the door, striking a pose, and put on a “sunny smile” like a friendly neighbor’s big brother.

Of course, if his look was just a bit less sloppy, maybe with his delicate features he could barely pass for a “sunny boy.”

But right now, not to mention his messy hair and the boxer shorts and T-shirt combo—

Just the sleep in the corner of his eyes that he hadn’t wiped away yet had already given him away.

Outside the door.

The moment she saw Ryan Clark, the petite girl who had been laughing and chatting instantly had her smile freeze over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ryan Clark’s eye twitched at the sight.

This girl, is she a face-changing artist or what!

But the “well-behaved girl” with glasses beside her was more to Ryan Clark’s liking—she bowed politely and greeted him.

Forget it, I won’t argue with this little girl!

Ryan Clark forced a smile, trying his best to look “harmless,” then beamed at the “glasses loli” and said, “Oh! You must be Little Grace’s classmate, welcome, welcome, please come in.”

Hearing Ryan Clark’s words, the “glasses loli” was just about to speak.

But the girl who had been cold-faced all along suddenly tugged her sleeve, cutting her off, then looked up at Ryan Clark with a cold gaze.

She didn’t say a word, but the meaning was obvious.

Two words: Move aside!

……

Damn!

She’s really giving me no face in front of another little girl!

Ryan Clark’s temper flared up instantly.

Leaning against the doorframe, he raised his eyebrows, puffed out his chest, his eyes darting around, and started whistling nonchalantly!

Establish authority!

I have to establish authority!

Ryan Clark was roaring in his heart!

Today, I have to let this little girl know what it means for the eldest brother to be like a father, fatherly love as mighty as a mountain, a mountain that can collapse the earth…

But the next moment, Ryan Clark instantly deflated.

Because he saw the girl in front of him slowly take out her phone from her bag…

Of course, not to call the police.

But Ryan Clark knew this was far scarier than calling the police!

“Ahem… haha… um…”

Ryan Clark coughed twice, stretched his arms at the door, and chuckled awkwardly, “I’m just warming up, about to go exercise. Hey! Little Grace, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and bring your classmate inside.”

As he spoke, he started moving his body while quietly stepping aside to let them in.

Grace Bolton glanced at Ryan Clark, snorted lightly, then pulled the “glasses loli,” who was staring blankly at Ryan Clark, into the house.

Outside the door, Ryan Clark kept sneaking peeks inside, his arm-swinging gradually slowing down.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was shining, and the sky was a clear blue.

But at this moment, Ryan Clark felt as if dark clouds were gathering in his heart, and it was raining inside.

So gloomy!

So damn gloomy!

Ryan Clark couldn’t help but recall the scene when this little girl, led by her mother, first entered his home.