"Stinky brother-in-law, if you don't come to see my sister, you will never see her again!" Mo Xiaoyan crossed her arms and glared, rudely shouting at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan, hearing this, had a drastic change in expression. He strode forward and grabbed Mo Xiaoyan's wrist, asking anxiously, "What happened to your sister?!"
"Ah!" Mo Xiaoyan, startled, screamed, "You're hurting me!"
"What exactly happened to your sister?" Ye Fan, ignoring Mo Xiaoyan's complaints of pain, repeated urgently.
"She's fine, I was just joking!" Mo Xiaoyan yelled.
"Really?" Ye Fan frowned.
"Of course it's true," Mo Xiaoyan said.
Ye Fan released Mo Xiaoyan's wrist, expressing his displeasure, "Xiaoyan, that kind of joke isn't funny at all. Don't do that again."
"Hehe, looks like you still care a lot about my sister," Mo Xiaoyan laughed, ignoring Ye Fan's words, "But if you don't come back this weekend, in a few days you really won't be able to see her."
Ye Fan didn't reply, just stared at Mo Xiaoyan.
