From Sidekick to Bigshot
Chapter 131: Cousin Jian Yumin (1)

Chapter 131: Cousin Jian Yumin (1)

The man who appeared in front of her was quite tall. He had long legs and hair that was dyed ash gray. He also had a diamond earring on one ear.

He was fair-skinned and had quite a pretty face. It seemed as though his eyes had a constant smile to them. The aura that he gave off was sexy and charming.

He looked just like how he did on posters and albums. Incredibly attractive and alluring.

Jian Yumin leaned sideways against the door frame and called out to Jian Yiling, “Crybaby.”

The sound of Jian Yumin’s voice was also incredibly attractive. People often commented that listening to such a voice made their ‘ears feel pregnant’.

Jian Yiling looked straight at Jian Yumin. She wondered why he was calling her that name.

“You cried when I hugged you. Then you also cried after I teased you for a bit. Do you not think that you’re a crybaby?” Jian Yumin elaborated.

It had been a long time since Jian Yumin and Jian Yiling had seen one another.

Jian Yumin was eleven years older than Jian Yiling. When Jian Yiling was a baby, she would cry whenever he hugged or teased her.

However, whenever he teased and playfully bullied Jian Yujie, that kid would always giggle and laugh at him.

And thus, Jian Yumin had quite a profound impression of this strange creature that was a ‘younger sister’. And that was, she loved to cry.

“You also cried, when you were young.” Jian Yiling retorted with a low voice.

“You haven’t seen that before.”

As Jian Yumin was eleven years older than Jian Yiling, he was determined to not admit that he had also cried when he was young.

After Jian Yiling heard Jian Yumin’s words, she turned around and simply walked away.

There was no point in having any more discussions.

As soon as Jian Yiling left, Jian Yumin’s eyebrows furrowed a little. After a moment, he returned back to his room.

“Brother Yumin, what were you doing just then? Why did you suddenly stop playing the guitar?”

In the room, Jian Yumin had been video calling with the rest of his group members. They were discussing the new song that they had planned to release.

“Nothing much,” Jian Yumin replied. However, after a moment, he couldn’t help but ask his group members a question, “Do any of you guys have a younger sister?”

“I don’t have a younger sister. However, I do have a younger brother.”

“I’m an only child.”

“I have an older sister.”

“...”

One by one, the members of the group answered his question.

“What’s wrong, Brother Yumin? Why did you suddenly ask such a question?”

One of the group members asked in curiosity.

“I have a younger sister. She’s quite adorable. However, every time I went near her, she started crying. Her eyes became red and tears started to flow out of her eyes. I don’t even know why. Now that she’s grown up a little, I thought that I could finally have a proper conversation with her. However, when I went to talk to her just now, she ran away again. I thought by now, she wouldn’t be as timid as before...”

Jian Yumin didn’t understand how a ‘younger sister’ functioned.

However, even though his younger sister grew up quite a bit, she still remained small and cute. This made him want to dote on her even more.

Furthermore, when he came back from his band tour, Jian Yujie had bragged about how he often hung out with Yiling. He also kept telling him about how he got a gift from Yiling.

Although Jian Yumin wouldn’t admit it, as soon as he got the chance, he moved into the Old Jian Residence.

He didn’t want to stay at home anyways. His mother would often scold him for hours on end. As a result, he might as well move somewhere else that was quiet and peaceful.

“Brother Yumin, why don’t you sweet talk her in the same way as you do to your female fans? Or are you afraid that she won’t be affected by your words?”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea. The age range of your fanbase starts from eight years old and goes all the way to eighty. As long as your sister is in that range, it’ll be fine.”

The members of the group got along quite well. As a result, they often teased one another.

“Could you guys be a little more serious? When have I sweet-talked a female fan? I don’t have such a skill okay?”

Jian Yumin felt that he had never sweet-talked or coaxed a female fan. What was the point in doing that anyway? He did what he had to do. And that was singing and performing.