Tang Manman was still lying on Lin Yu's chest, shedding tears. She sobbed from time to time, looking incredibly wronged.
Lin Yu really didn't know what to do right now.
Should he put the matter of Qing Mo aside for now and bring it up slowly later to let Tang Manman accept it?
Or should he just push through and lay all his cards on the table right now?
Lin Yu thought for a moment.
Having already suffered enough from procrastinating, he immediately decided to confess everything.
Better to rip the bandage off now.
To prevent things from spiraling out of control again due to delays, it would be more straightforward and secure to just confess everything.
"Manman."
"Actually..."
"I have one more thing to tell you."
Even though he had made up his mind, when it actually came time to say it, Lin Yu still hesitated and stammered.
He didn't know how to confess in a more dignified way.
"What is it?"
Tang Manman's voice was muffled, and she didn't sound very happy.
After all, she had just taken a huge step back, allowing the man she loved to love other women.
Even though she had anticipated this happening, and she was the one who didn't really have the right to object.
But when it actually became a reality, she still felt very wronged.
She needed to be coaxed!
"It's just..."
"Well..."
Lin Yu stammered for a long time before finally bracing himself and saying directly:
"It's just that I got the number of people wrong earlier."
"Could we do that conversation over again?"
Hearing this, Tang Manman looked up. She stared at Lin Yu with eyes full of shock, so angry that she momentarily forgot to lose her temper.
After reacting, a slightly ferocious smile squeezed onto Tang Manman's pure and beautiful face. She asked through gritted teeth:
"Got the number wrong?"
"Then exactly how many girlfriends do you have!"
Tang Manman was so angry she got physical, angrily smashing her little fists against Lin Yu's chest.
"Just one, there's only one left!"
Lin Yu grimaced in pain and repeatedly said:
"And you know this person too."
Tang Manman furrowed her brows. After a brief moment of thought, she seemed even angrier and blurted out a name in questioning:
"Gu Yue?"
"No, no."
Lin Yu denied it repeatedly.
Where was her mind going?
Hearing that it wasn't Gu Yue, Tang Manman's tightly furrowed brows seemed to relax a bit, but she still frowned and angrily demanded:
"Then who is it?"
"Qing Mo."
Lin Yu answered truthfully:
"You've seen her, but you probably don't know her."
"It's the one who blocked me at the school gate during our senior year of high school and wanted to be my sugar mommy."
Upon hearing it was that person, Tang Manman's eyes widened even further.
Tang Manman still remembered her.
After all, whether it was her beauty or her wealth, it was enough to make her unforgettable to anyone who saw her.
And upon hearing Lin Yu say that she also seemed to be his girlfriend.
Subconsciously, Tang Manman compared herself to her.
Perhaps there was nothing in this world more out of one's depth than this.
Without even needing a careful comparison, just a rough glance was enough to make Tang Manman slump to the ground and raise a white flag.
Tang Manman lay dejectedly on Lin Yu's chest. Her anger turned into grievance. She looked at Lin Yu and asked with quite a bit of resentment:
"And when did you get together with her?"
Speaking of this, Tang Manman suddenly asked angrily:
"You didn't get together with her back in high school, did you?"
"No."
Lin Yu felt a bit guilty.
Although he had already been nominally kept by Qing Mo during high school.
But nothing had happened back then, right?
If nothing happened, it didn't count!
Tang Manman seemed to see through Lin Yu's guilt. Lying on him, a hint of suspicion showed in her eyes.
She moved her face closer, staring intently at Lin Yu, and asked with an expression that was both serious and a bit cute:
"Really?"
"Really."
Lin Yu nodded and said sincerely:
"I slept with her after you."
"It's a long story."
"But I'll keep it as short as possible."
Next, Lin Yu picked out what he could say and slowly told Tang Manman about his and Qing Mo's situation.
When she heard that the money to save her younger sister was borrowed from her, the already scarce rejection in Tang Manman's eyes lessened even more.
When Lin Yu finished speaking, Tang Manman fell into silence.
Perhaps with this kind of thing, the first step is truly the hardest.
As long as one can accept the first, they can generally accept the second, the third...
Tang Manman lay on Lin Yu's chest for quite a while before asking with a bit of anger:
"You don't have any other girlfriends?"
Hearing Tang Manman say this, Lin Yu finally felt his heart settle back into his chest.
In a sense, Tang Manman's words were no different from saying she accepted it.
Feeling relieved, Lin Yu reached out his arm to wrap around Tang Manman's slender, soft shoulders and quickly stated:
"No more."
"Just you three."
Saying this, Lin Yu tightened his grip, hugging Tang Manman a bit closer, and gently promised in her ear:
"Don't worry."
"No matter what happens in the future."
"I will never let you suffer any grievances."
"You will always be the most special one in my heart."
"Hmph."
Tang Manman let out a rather disdainful, delicate snort.
As if she didn't believe this scoundrel's promise.
Yet, at this moment, she lay comfortably in Lin Yu's arms, resting her head on his chest without the slightest bit of resistance.
Lin Yu gently and slowly stroked her cascading long hair.
After stroking for a while, seeing that Tang Manman showed no signs of dissatisfaction, Lin Yu tentatively asked:
"So it's settled then?"
"When there's a chance, I'll arrange for the three of you to meet."
After Lin Yu said this, Tang Manman didn't respond.
She neither refused nor agreed.
She just hugged Lin Yu's arm a little tighter.
In the dim light, Tang Manman looked up.
Her dark, bright eyes were as soft as clear water, carrying a hint of grievance and unease.
Lin Yu naturally knew what she was worried about.
It was nothing more than the fear of being bullied and criticized by those two when they met.
Lin Yu immediately hugged her tightly and solemnly declared:
"Manman, don't worry."
"Both of them are easy to get along with and won't make things difficult for you."
"If any conflict really does arise between you."
"Rest assured, I will definitely stand on your side!"
Lin Yu's voice was firm and resolute, falling just short of pointing at the lightbulb to swear an oath.
And Lin Yu's declaration successfully won Tang Manman's approval.
Her beautiful peach-blossom eyes narrowed gently, rippling with a radiant smile.

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