After Chen Qimeng and Du Ruxue finished washing up one after another, they lay down together on the bed. The small nightlight beside the bed was on, and they began to chat.
Du Ruxue’s sleeping habits hadn’t changed a bit since school days. She needed to press down on a pillow and sleep on her side.
Chen Qimeng spoke casually, but after more than ten years, sharing a bed with a close friend still felt a little unfamiliar in her heart.
It was only that Du Ruxue acted so naturally that Chen Qimeng felt much more at ease.
If both of them had been awkward, the atmosphere would undoubtedly have been even more stiff.
“Xiaoxue, are you planning to take Maomao back with you this time?”
“Although I don’t know exactly what’s going on between you and Maomao, it’s obvious that Maomao has never really lived outside before.”
“This group living situation must be her first time.”
“Don’t lie to me, you know I’ll believe whatever explanation you give.”
Chen Qimeng was the first to speak.
She wasn’t without any thought.
Their meeting had been a coincidence.
In other words,
if she hadn’t met Du Ruxue today, wouldn’t Du Ruxue’s visit have been an uninvited one, coming to take Maomao away?
Over the years,
Du Ruxue hadn’t married, yet like her, had become the guardian of a twenty-year-old girl.
There must be countless stories that hadn’t been shared at the dinner table.
These were the private matters of close friends, so naturally, Chen Qimeng hadn’t mentioned them during the meal.
Now,
with only the two of them left, since they intended to have a proper talk,
it was only right to open their hearts and share the stories within...
“Mengmeng, you’re still as kind-hearted and pure as before. Thank you for not bringing this matter up at the dinner table.”
“Then I’ll start first and tell you the story between Maomao and me.”
“When I’m done, will you tell me about your story with Lin Yu?”
Du Ruxue looked at Chen Qimeng as if asking for confirmation.
One-sided storytelling wasn’t what Du Ruxue wanted.
There was too much mystery surrounding Lin Yu.
Her slight probing at the dinner table had been met with Lin Yu’s timely ‘counter-threat.’
She was eager to hear what kind of university student Lin Yu was from Chen Qimeng’s perspective.
“Sure, I have no secrets to hide. Of course, I can tell you.”
The two instantly agreed and began their late-night chat by the bed.
...
That night,
they weren’t the only ones staying up late.
On the first floor,
in the bedroom of the three sisters—Xia Yiwei, Xia Xiashan, and Maomao—
Xia Xiashan had set up a folding bed.
At the same time,
she arranged the bedding for Xia Yiwei and Maomao.
Maomao, cheeks flushed red, sat at the edge of the bed, occasionally hiccupping,
“*Hic*... *Hoo*...”
“*Hic!*”
“So this is how hard it is to hiccup after drinking…”
“…”
She had been drinking the lowest-alcohol ice-cold beer, yet after coming back, Maomao kept hiccupping.
Xia Xiashan handed Maomao a cup of hot tea and said,
“I don’t even know what game you were playing, but your pride sure is strong.”
“Didn’t I tell you? If you can’t finish your drink, you can ask someone else to help.”
“Would anyone die if they had to drink a few cups for you?”
Leaning against the headboard, Xia Yiwei laughed and said,
“Hahaha, of course they’d die... they’d die of shame!”
Xia Xiashan brought another cup of hot tea over to Xia Yiwei.
Maomao had never really drunk before and didn’t have much tolerance for alcohol.
But Xia Yiwei was different.
Actually, she could hold her liquor quite well.
The reason she ended up so drunk today was entirely because of the constant “raising the stakes” during the game at the worst possible moments!
Most of the time, it was against Lin Yu, and she got thoroughly dealt with.
The truth was clear.
Lin Yu didn’t just hold back around Maomao.
All three sisters in the room had been “taught a lesson” by him.
Xia Yiwei took a sip of tea, her eyes a little glazed as she looked at Xia Xiashan, mumbling with a mouthful of garlic:
“Big… big sister… today I suddenly realized, you’re actually quite gentle.”
“Thanks! If only you always treated me like this…”
A wave of emotions stirred inside Xia Xiashan.
She felt both touched and a little ashamed by Xia Yiwei’s words.
Maybe she should have been more considerate of her younger sister…
“If you had been like this earlier, I wouldn’t have had my little master beat you up.”
“Now you probably have psychological scars from that, huh? Do you get scared just looking at him?”
“Ahahaha, such a scaredy-cat!”
Xia Xiashan: “…”
Maybe she should have been a bit tougher on her sister after all!
Maomao’s voice from the side interrupted the sisters’ train of thought.
“Shan, Wei, tell me…”
“Have I finally passed Aunt Ru Xue’s test?”
“Not only did she not bring up taking me away today, but she even stayed over herself.”
“I wonder what she and Aunt Qi Meng are talking about?”
Xia Yiwei put her hand on Maomao’s shoulder:
“Maybe they’re arranging a marriage between you and Lin Yu, hehe, looking forward to becoming his little wife~”
Xia Xiashan couldn’t stand it anymore and twisted Xia Yiwei’s ear:
“Go away, stop joking about Maomao like that!”
“Is ‘arranged marriage’ even the right term here?”
Maomao pressed her hands to her cheeks, feeling her face grow hotter by the second.
Xia Xiashan looked at Maomao: “…”
Why was she holding the teacup against her face like that?
She’s really drunk!
…
In the bedroom shared by the Chi sisters.
Chi Qingchi brought over a cold towel for her sister to wipe her face.
She kept saying:
“Sis, you have to hold it in and not throw up, okay?”
“If you throw up once, you’ll keep throwing up all night, like you’re pregnant or something!!”
Chi Qingshui, who was already on the verge of losing it, quickly wiped her face and sat down on Qingchi’s lower bunk bed.
“I didn’t drink that much, of course I won’t throw up!”
Chi Qingchi: “Yeah, yeah, just three bottles, not much at all…”
Chi Qingshui: “Xiao Chi, open the laptop, I want to see the photos we took today.”
Chi Qingchi: “…”
What kind of state are you in?
And you still want to look at photos?
Xiao Chi wanted to raise a finger and ask her sister what number she was on.
Sis is really…
But at a time like this, if she didn’t go along with her, who knew what might happen.
A drunk sister was even more terrifying.
Chi Qingchi: “Alright, alright, I’ll get it. Sis, sit tight and wait for me. I’ll help you change clothes in a bit.”
Chi Qingshui thought for a moment.
Right.
She couldn’t sit on Xiao Chi’s bed smelling like alcohol and smoke.
Chi Qingshui stood up and pulled back the sheets and bedding on Xiao Chi’s bed, preparing to sit directly on the mattress.
But then—
Just his luck.
A comic book slipped out from under the bedding.
Chi Qingshui: “???”
What kind of book is this? Why hide it here?
As he pondered this,
Chi Qingshui’s hand reached out and picked up the comic book...
...
(Today’s first update! There will be two more chapters later tonight—another day with bonus content. Everyone, please keep the support coming!)
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
