Although two years passed since Cheng Xin graduated from university, she wasn't able find a satisfactory position. Later on, with the help of relatives, she passed the medical interview at a private high school and was to officially start work the next day.
To celebrate this good news, her best friend, Zhao Han, took her to the most famous shopping street for fun.
"Hanhan, the underwear here is really expensive. The fabric is so little and transparent, it's not worth the price at all. Why don't we go somewhere else?" Cheng Xin whispered. Her parents were an ordinary working-class family and couldn't afford the extravagance. Those beautiful dresses displayed on the windows only appeared in her dreams.
The salesperson standing next to her heard it clearly, but her professional training kept her smiling. "This dreamy lingerie set is the newly released work from a Belgian designer. It advocates the beauty of nature, creating a comfortable and healthy attire for girls. From the choice of material down to the design, it can be called first-rate."
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Cheng Xin pinched her skirt in embarrassment, and her face was painfully hot.
A white hand stretched out and took down the pure white lace underwear that Cheng Xin thought was the most beautiful. It also happened to be the most expensive set in the entire store.
She distinctly sensed the enthusiastic courtesy in the salesperson's speech, which was different from her former pleasantries. "Miss Jiang, you're free today?"
"I couldn't do anything about this boy and had to keep him company to buy clothes. I then thought about buying new underwear and came in here to take a look at the new products."
She looked at the pair of interlocked hands and the expression of endless pampering on her face.
People in the circle knew the Jiang family had an excellent pair of siblings, but Father Jiang had never publicly announced their identities in order to protect his children.
This gave everyone the misconception that the person always stuck to Linlang's side was her 'little lover'.
After all, the two didn't look alike. In order to 'swear sovereignty' over her, Jiang Qiyun intentionally or otherwise stayed close to her, and his behavior exceeded that of an ordinary sibling. The 'innocent' older sister didn't realize her younger brother's intentions were wrong from the start. She even cooperated with his various sneak attacks.
Such willful indulgence unknowingly gave birth to a beautiful misunderstanding.
Trendy idol dramas often had this kind of plot: The heroine sees a beautiful female companion next to the hero and what follows is all kinds of tear-jerking angst. 'Listen to me, I can explain', 'I won't listen, you heartless and unreasonable'— that kind of melodrama!
For the male and female owners to fall in love with each other, the female companion must be written as a 'vicious beauty' who is 'selfish and cold-hearted'. However, what was frustrating was that her brain goes out on some journey. If she's not ruthlessly slapping the heroine, then she's getting caught framing her.
Linlang feels that these female matches who get early lunchboxes should be cultivated a bit more.
The best cover is the one that leaves no trace.
The best poisons are colorless, tasteless, and incurable.
Linlang frowned as she looked at the underwear.
The salesperson understood what she meant and immediately said, "Your preferred brand has a new spring product; Starry Sky. I'll bring you over to see it."
Jiang Qiyun was not at all embarrassed as he strolled around the lingerie store. His fascinating and clear eyes were critically examining the rows of underwear, wondering which one best suited Linlang's temperament. Just then, Cheng Xin, who wore a ridiculous pair of black-framed glasses, entered his line of sight.
His gaze paused.
After three seconds of looking at that person's face, the teenager decisively turned his head and washed his eyes with his sister's fairy-like beauty.
Ghosts and demons must have been at work because Cheng Xin tripped on her own two feet.
Just like the in the plot, Jiang Qingyun accidentally bumped into the scene of the female lead changing.
Cheng Xin took off her heavy glasses, and her slightly curly hair extended down to her waist. Her spotless white skin and well-endowed chest was like a ripe honey peach. The saffron color lighting that enveloped the narrow space seemed to fill the atmosphere with ambiguity.
Cheng Xin was like a frightened deer as she stared up at the beautiful teenager who just broke in. She even forgot to scream.
Jiang Qiyun was originally trying to sneak into Linlang's fitting room, but like fate, he miraculously walked into the wrong one.
The impact of seeing this perfect and full-figured body wasn't small. The teenager swept his eyes over the person several times in an aggressive manner before saying, "Auntie, though your style is old-fashioned, your body's pretty good!"
"Ah—!" Cheng Xin realized what was happening and covered up her mouth the moment she reacted. Her cheeks flushed from the youth's stimulating male hormones. Leaning down, he released a steamy breath next to her ear. "I advise you to stay quiet, otherwise if someone comes, I'll say you're the adult that tried to do bad things to me…"
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Cheng Xin looked up in astonishment. She never thought this young man who looked like a pure angel was actually a demon!
Linlang, who was 'given the cold shoulder', was leaning against a sofa while playing mobile games. She guessed that the leads were currently having a 'battle of wits and contest of strength'. There was no other choice but to kill some free time.
After leaving a few words with the salesperson, she left to order a cup of milk tea from a nearby shop.
Several games had been downloaded on her cell phone and it was enough for her to play for a long time.
Crow-black hair reached down to her waist and when paired with her snow-white skin, it gave her the countenance of jade. Once she walked into the store, many young men took note of her. She was also single, and there were endless opportunities to daydream.
When Jiang Qiyun went out to find her, Linlang was leaning down to watch a game master at work. Her long black hair was trailed over the young man's arm like an enticing water snake. She didn't seem to know this intimate proximity was enough to disturb a pool of spring water.
The eyes looking from a distance were emitting flames of anger. Linlang felt that things might become life-threatening if she stimulated him any further, but her expression was one of regret when she bid the young man goodbye.
"I knew Little Yun was clever and would definitely find me!" Linlang beamed at him. Paying no attention to the faint traces, she casually fastened the open buttons on his shirt.
At first, Qingyun wasn't fed up with her.
Was it that she was extremely daft or that she simply didn't care? His sister seemed to think he would handle everything properly. She never paid attention to how long he stayed out or who he was with.
She trusted him unconditionally and doted on him mindlessly. She never encroached his private space or put forward any demands.
When freedom has no boundaries, it will feel empty and cause people to feel stifled.
It was as if… she never expected anything from him, so any less from him made no difference.
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Jiang Qiyun woke up with a start. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
There was a narrow crescent moon outside the window, embellishing the coldness of the night where a woman's perfume was still lingering in the air. Just then, the phone on the bedside table vibrated.
"Yunyun? Oh, did I wake you up?... Um, are you free to come over right now?"
Jiang Qiyun glanced at the sleeping woman and answered indifferently, "I'm busy for the time being. Wait until I'm home on Friday."
"Is that so... okay then." The other person's tone was hard to conceal, causing a thrill of retaliation to rise in his heart. He wasn't a pet at her beck and call, one she spoiled when she thought about and casually discarded when she no longer had him in mind.
He also had the right to refuse.
Jiang Qiyun grew more excited as he immersed himself in this strange feeling and insisted on a passionate fight with a certain someone until he fell asleep at dawn.
As she listened to the beeping tone on the phone, Linlang raised her eyebrows and took a sip of warm milk. A bunch of glistening red roses lay on the glass top. The owner had demonstrated their sincerity by carefully pulling out all the thorns on the stems.
Little wolf, while you and your true love loathe to part, someone wants to 'take advantage of the absence'.
Careful now, your beloved sister is going to be stolen away.