About the Fact That All Three Luo Sisters Are Brother-Con

"Y-you... you're really Shu He?"

The girl sitting beside her froze for a long moment before speaking up hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper:

"Did I hear that right? Did Luo Shuhe just say that?"

She had been Luo Shuhe's desk mate for half a semester, but this was the first time she'd encountered something like this.

The usual Luo Shuhe was like an untouchable iceberg—aloof and distant. Not just with boys, but even when girls tried to strike up a conversation, she’d often respond with cold indifference, her words sparse.

As her desk mate, their daily exchanges rarely exceeded three sentences.

And yet, this same Shu He had just said, "Big Brother likes me too"?

"I am Luo Shuhe, and those words were indeed mine." Luo Shuhe reached up, smoothing the silky strands of hair by her ear, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she repeated with absolute seriousness:

"My brother and I have a very good relationship. He likes me very much."

Her voice wasn’t loud, but in the quiet classroom, it rang out with startling clarity.

It sounded like she was speaking directly to her desk mate, yet also as if she was deliberately addressing the entire class—or perhaps making a pointed declaration to someone specific.

The little demon, now freed from her usual persona, had completely shattered expectations.

This was her—never one to follow the script.

The girls who had been chattering around Luo Shuning moments ago immediately turned their attention toward Shu He the second she spoke.

"...I see..."

Her desk mate, noticing the growing number of eyes on them, didn’t know how to respond.

Meanwhile, the boys in class who had always been most enamored with Shu He’s icy demeanor felt as if their hearts had been struck by an earthquake—utterly devastated.

It was like devoted fans learning their favorite idol had suddenly announced a relationship.

As loyal Shu He supporters, hearing her publicly declare, "Big Brother likes me too," was nothing short of a nuclear bomb detonating in their minds.

You’re Guangya’s most untouchable beauty! Could you at least pretend to respect your image?!

Luo Shuhe observed the varied expressions of her classmates, her own face remaining perfectly composed, betraying no emotion.

She leisurely picked up the book she had set aside earlier and resumed reading, as if completely detached from the scene that had just unfolded—once again the ethereal, unapproachable ice queen.

But upon closer inspection, that faint curve at the corner of her lips refused to fade.

—My dear sister, you don’t get to hog Big Brother all to yourself.

"Shuning, it seems like Gu Luo and Shu He are really close, huh?"

"Yeah, this is the first time I’ve ever heard Shu He say something like that. It feels so... unnatural."

"Didn’t Shu He say 'also likes'? That 'also' is pretty interesting..."

"......"

Listening to the murmurs around her, Luo Shuning maintained her gentle smile and calmly explained:

"Big Brother is very close with all of us. What Shu He meant by 'like' is the affection between siblings. It’s perfectly normal."

After a pause, she added with a soft laugh, "I usually cook with Big Brother the most, so I spend the most time with him. I know him best."

"He really does adore us."

......

Time always seemed to fly by at Guangya.

Before anyone knew it, classes were over for the day.

But this was also when club activities began.

And today, the [Gu Luo Fan Club] chat had been buzzing nonstop—like a bustling marketplace, flooded with an overwhelming tide of messages.

The sheer volume of revelations was staggering.

Gu Luo and the Luo sisters were step-siblings.

The radiant beauty Luo Shuling was confirmed to be a full-blown brother-con.

The gentle beauty Luo Shuning couldn’t stop singing Gu Luo’s praises, her words dripping with admiration and dependence—strongly suggesting she, too, was a brother-con.

And now, the untouchable ice queen Luo Shuhe had shattered her image by publicly declaring, "Big Brother likes me too."

Every single one of these was headline-worthy.

As some of Guangya’s most popular figures, their every move was under scrutiny.

The gossip was relentless, the topic on everyone’s lips.

Right now, in Class 2-8...

After silently scrolling through the fan club messages on Shen Yue’s phone, Gu Luo shrugged indifferently.

"It’s fine. It’ll die down in a few days."

He had anticipated this.

Like Japan’s bubble economy decades ago, sometimes it was better to pop the bubble early.

It couldn’t be helped—his popularity was sky-high. He was Guangya’s most handsome, most talented school heartthrob in history.

And on the other side? The exceedingly rare trio of school belle triplets.

Living under the same roof as stepsiblings? Of course it was going to be a hot topic.

Guangya’s students had it easy—no real academic pressure, so even the smallest piece of gossip became fodder for conversation. Let alone something this juicy.

After parting ways with Shen Yue, Gu Luo and Situ Wenyao headed to the Public Service Club.

The entire walk there, Situ was practically floating on cloud nine, reveling in the attention.

Everywhere they went, girls turned to stare, their voices sweet as honey as they greeted them.

For Situ, this was the ultimate high—being treated like a top-tier celebrity.

Heaven. Absolute heaven.

The Public Service Club was located in the west wing of the club building.

Pushing open the door, Gu Luo and Situ stepped inside.

The first thing that greeted them was a spacious, brightly lit room.

A plush sofa dominated one corner, practically begging people to sink into it.

Beside it stood a sleek, silver refrigerator stocked with drinks and desserts.

Further in, the balcony door was slightly ajar, the breeze gently swaying the curtains.

Looking around, Gu Luo couldn’t help but marvel—out of all Guangya’s clubs, only the Public Service Club enjoyed such enviable perks.

And rightly so. These were rewards for their hard work, the school’s way of repaying their efforts.

"Big Brother!"

The moment she spotted Gu Luo, Luo Shuling sprang up from the club president’s chair, grabbed two juice cans from the fridge, and bounded over.

"Here, Situ."

She handed one to Situ Wenyao first.

Situ, flattered, accepted it eagerly, mentally praising her sunny disposition—

But before he could finish that thought, he heard the crisp sound of a tab being pulled and the fizzy burst of carbonation.

"Big Brother, let me taste it for you first."

"Ahhh~ so cold!"

"Here, Big Brother." Luo Shuling handed the now-sipped juice to Gu Luo.

"You’re such a glutton." Gu Luo chuckled, taking the can and drinking from it himself.

In his heart, Luo Shuling and Gu Ximan were simply like little sisters to him, so sharing the same can of drink in front of everyone wasn’t a big deal.

After all, he had nothing to hide.

Being open and natural was the way to go.

But if it were the little angel or the little devil, then he might have felt a bit embarrassed.

Why?

Because there’d be something to hide!

Meanwhile, as the NPC being contrasted with Gu Luo, Situ Wenyao felt no discomfort at all—in fact, he was secretly thrilled.

Even if he played the fool in this scene, so what?

That couldn’t possibly faze him.

Hah, "Haki Yao" being a clown had nothing to do with him, Situ·Luo·Wenyao!

They weren’t even acquainted, not at all.

In fact, Situ·Luo·Wenyao would even mock "Haki Yao" mercilessly in his mind.

One could say that when it came to "immersion," Situ Wenyao had already reached an unparalleled level, unmatched by anyone before or after him.

"Hey, Gu Luo!"

"Gu Luo!"

"Brother-in-law!"

"..."

The other club members also greeted Gu Luo warmly.

No one found it strange that the two of them had shared the same juice.

They were just envious, that’s all.

By now, everyone knew that Gu Luo and Luo Shuling were siblings.

And Luo Shuling was usually a carefree, bubbly beauty who treated everyone with the same warmth.

So it made sense that Gu Luo, as her brother, would be even more affectionate with her.

Of course, only Gu Ximan and Luo Shuling could get away with this without raising eyebrows.

If it were Luo Shuning or Luo Shuhe sharing a drink with Gu Luo, rumors would spread like wildfire before the day was even over.

The boys who witnessed Luo Shuling and Gu Luo’s closeness couldn’t help but sigh inwardly—if only they were Shuling’s brother, they’d get to enjoy the same treatment.

"Good afternoon."

Gu Luo smiled at a few of the club members before turning to Luo Shuling. "President, anything on the agenda today?"

"Yes, yes!" Luo Shuling, like a diligent little manager, pointed at the members who had just greeted them. "They’re helping the teacher sort out some documents."

Then she added, "Oh, and later, a third-year senior is coming for counseling."

"Counseling? Our club handles that too?" Gu Luo was surprised.

"Of course! If someone needs help, we lend a hand."

"Mm, you’re right. Mental health is important. We’ll wait for him, then." Gu Luo reached out and ruffled Luo Shuling’s hair before taking a sip of the iced juice and walking over to the sofa, where he slowly sat down.

The sofa was soft, his body sinking slightly into it as if being gently embraced by a pair of warm hands.

So comfortable.

Honestly, the Public Service Club was way more relaxing than the Pure Fun Club.

Not that the conditions here were necessarily better, nor was he comparing it to the little sun or the little angel.

It’s just that the members of the Pure Fun Club were a bunch of overly enthusiastic fangirls.

Ever since the school festival ended, they’d made it their mission to flirt with Gu Luo.

If Luo Shuning wasn’t paying attention for even a second, those fangirls would take advantage of him.

It got to the point where one would touch him, then another, and then another—

After all, if everyone did it, it was like no one did.

Absolutely terrifying.

Let’s just say, when pretty girls act like delinquents, there’s zero consequence.

Was this even delinquency? No, to them, it was just being lively and playful.

But if the genders were reversed? Hah, straight to jail.

Seriously, who could understand this?

These shameless girls were terrifying—protecting men’s safety was everyone’s responsibility!

The Public Service Club had none of that nonsense. Everyone here just did their jobs.

The members who stayed had all passed Huang Anlu’s "screening"—they were the "capable ones."

So naturally, they wouldn’t act like lovestruck fools.

At least, not on the surface.

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