"Speaking of, you're very similar to my youngest brother... " Feng Jin said while he moved aside the carriage curtains to look at the night sky. His expression turned warmer as though he thought of something, then he said, "You're both mischievous and enjoy teasing others."
Jiang Pengji could not believe what she heard. "Mischievous and teasing? I thought your family was strict and everyone was just like you."
"Lanting, didn't you say that everyone is born different? My brother may be from the same mother as I, but our temperaments are very different. He's young and smart. Since he's young, he's doted on by the elders, and though he's naughty, he has yet to go overboard."
The Feng's had Feng Jin's older brother leading them, followed by Feng Jin. There was no burden or responsibility on the youngest. It was the norm for the elders to have high expectations of the eldest while the youngest got doted on.