Chapter 1180

Jane stared at the document in her hands, feeling slightly dizzy. Three pages. Clauses stacked like bricks. Compared to this, the “No Distant Marriage Pact” her eldest brother had tricked her into signing as a kid was practically a love letter. She skimmed the terms: 1. No marriage before 22. 2. No more than three dates a week, each under 30 minutes. 3. Any intimacy beyond hand-holding with a fiancé must be reported in advance. ... While she was still blinking at the absurdity, John waved Mina over. “Mina, come here.” Obediently, Mina sat beside Jane. “How did your talk with Huan go?” John asked, wasting no time. Mina’s ears flared red. “It was… fine.” John, a seasoned veteran in reading little sisters, didn’t need more than that. Without a word, he slid her an identical agreement. “Mina, you’re signing this too.” Seriously? Overprotective brothers in stereo. By the time they finished reading, both sisters were shell-shocked. If they followed these rules, dating would be impossible—the