Ye Chen and Su Xiyue were still lying in bed, staring at each other in shock, and it took a moment for either of them to react.
Caught completely off guard by the unexpected turn of events, Su Xiyue, in a panic, found the strength from somewhere to suddenly push Ye Chen away, just in time to see Su Xiaozhu standing at the door with her mouth agape.
"Xiaozhu, this..."
A blush sped across Su Xiyue's eyes as she instinctively tried to explain.
"Xiaozhu, don't get the wrong idea; your sister and I are just playing around, like newlyweds after a small separation," Ye Chen coughed twice and said with a mischievous smile on his face.
A small separation better than a new marriage?
Su Xiaozhu's face revealed a bemused expression—the despair she had just witnessed now seemed utterly misplaced.
So all along, my sister was only pretending.
