Ningyu Sister Seems Like a Female Assassin

"Good morning!"

Outside the door was Ji Mengyao, who had changed her outfit again today.

Ning Yu noticed that she had also changed her baseball cap - today it was a black and white one split down the middle, with a blood-red rose pattern running across the front.

This girl has good taste.

"Morning~ By the way... do you have a lot of caps?"

Ning Yu couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, you noticed!"

She adjusted her baseball cap with a proud expression:

"How does it look? Want me to give you one too?"

Friend, you can't just give away caps so casually.

Ning Yu silently complained to herself.

But before she could say anything, Ji Mengyao had vanished from the doorway in a flash.

??

15 minutes later, she returned with several baseball caps of different colors and decorations.

"Just... how many baseball caps do you have?"

Ning Yu's mouth twitched. Was this girl a baseball cap wholesaler or something?

"Hmm... let me think, maybe several dozen?"

She actually started counting on her fingers seriously.

"Here, pick one you like, it's yours! With your beautiful hair, you'll look great in a baseball cap!"

Since she had already brought them over, it would be rude to refuse.

Ning Yu looked over the ones she brought:

A plain khaki one, a pink one with cherry blossoms...

"I think this one would suit Ning Yu!"

Shen Yiyue had emerged from her room at some point and saw Ning Yu struggling to choose.

She pointed to a black baseball cap decorated with two small surgical scalpels forming an X shape, along with some splattered blood pattern accents.

Ning Yu followed her finger and had to admit it looked pretty good.

"I'll take this one then, thank you~"

Ning Yu took it from Ji Mengyao and tried it on.

"Nice, nice, that one really suits you!"

Ji Mengyao nodded in approval seeing how it looked on Ning Yu.

"Ning Yu, Ning Yu! Since we have this rare opportunity, I have a bold idea!"

Beside them, Shen Yiyue seemed to have come up with some mischievous plan after seeing how the silver-haired little girl looked in the black cap.

She put her hands behind her back, tilted her body while looking at Ning Yu, her bright eyes blinking, with a playful smile on her face.

Ning Yu and Ji Mengyao both turned to look at her, wondering what Shen Yiyue was up to.

30 minutes later.

Ning Yu walked out of the room somewhat resignedly.

"Wow!!!"

"Wow!!"

Ji Mengyao and Shen Qianqian, who were sitting outside, exclaimed in unison when they saw Ning Yu emerge.

She was wearing the black baseball cap from earlier, her now-lengthy silver hair tied into two low pigtails that hung down from under the cap's brim.

Wisps of hair from her temples fell from under the cap, perfectly framing her pristine white face.

The white ends of her pigtails rested softly on her shoulders, looking particularly striking against the black outer layer she wore.

Underneath was a black crop top, though her chest was quite flat with barely noticeable curves.

Below she wore black denim shorts that revealed her snow-white legs.

Since she was dressed in black from head to toe, attention naturally focused on her beautiful silver-white hair and pretty face.

Her amber-jewel-like eyes seemed like the most precious things in the world.

A hint of world-weariness showed in her pupils, giving her whole being an otherworldly quality.

"Sister Ning Yu looks so cool! Just like a female assassin!"

Shen Qianqian lay on the sofa, cupping her adorable cheeks as she looked at Ning Yu.

Ji Mengyao nodded in agreement.

What if I actually am one...

Ning Yu didn't even know where to begin with her complaints.

"Wait, Ning Yu, there's this too!"

Shen Yiyue appeared behind Ning Yu, affectionately wrapped her arms around her, and tied a black elastic ribbon around her neck.

The cold aura around Ning Yu instantly gained an additional hint of forbidden sensuality.

"Wow! That's perfect!"

Shen Qianqian pointed at her sister's finishing touch, showing strong approval.

"Hey, don't just put collars on people randomly, okay?"

Ning Yu turned her head to give Shen Yiyue a helpless side-glance.

"Silly Ning Yu, it's called a choker, don't make it sound so crude by calling it a collar."

Shen Yiyue snorted and stopped Ning Yu from trying to take it off.

"Mmm, perfect, this whole outfit is perfect!"

Shen Yiyue circled around Ning Yu several more times, like a talent manager examining their star, nodding with satisfaction as she looked.

"Okay, okay, as long as you're happy."

Ning Yu had given up resisting and threw up her hands helplessly.

Ji Mengyao, not one to miss out on the fun, came over and put a ladies' cigarette in Ning Yu's mouth, just for show of course.

Acting like a tough guy saying "Boss, try this one, it's strong."

"Alright, alright, is our exploration team really this free?"

Ning Yu complained after Ji Mengyao had taken several photos with her phone.

"Oh my! I almost forgot about the important matter!"

Ji Mengyao suddenly slapped her forehead, as if remembering something crucial.

"Come on, I came to get you all to check out the mission!"

She said to Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue.

They finally set out, leaving the apartment and heading toward the exploration team's office.

On the way, Shen Yiyue didn't forget to ask Ji Mengyao to send her that beautiful photo of Ning Yu later.

She definitely wanted to keep it forever.

Before they reached their destination, the three ran into Wu Di, the suit-wearing man, coming from the opposite direction.

He still had his usual poker face devoid of expression, but now there was a hint of seriousness showing through.

He hurried forward a few steps, as if he had finally found who he was looking for, and said:

"Mengyao, why did you take so long to come? Something's happened."

Upon hearing "something's happened," the group's previously playful mood immediately turned serious.

"What happened?"

Ji Mengyao asked solemnly.

"Something might have happened to Wan Heng. He apparently took a mission yesterday to transport something in the Industrial City, but he hasn't returned."

Wu Di answered.

"Impossible, with that guy's abilities, how could he..."

Ji Mengyao shook her head slightly, seemingly in disbelief.

"Wan Heng is...?"

Ning Yu asked, confused.

"The guy with sunglasses who invited me for drinks."

Ji Mengyao explained to Ning Yu, then turned back to Wu Di:

"I ran into him yesterday, did he leave in the evening?"

"Yes."

Wu Di nodded.

"Why would he go out at night? And alone?"

Ji Mengyao furrowed her brows, seeming to contemplate something.

"I'm not sure, maybe the mission was urgent, and he was confident in his abilities, wanted to earn the credit alone. You know how he often works solo."

Wu Di analyzed.

"So what now? Should we go check it out?"

Ji Mengyao suggested to Wu Di.

"I was thinking the same thing. I'll go inform the team."

With that, Wu Di turned and ran off somewhere, acting swift and decisive.

Ji Mengyao's expression was grave as she suddenly turned to look at Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue:

"Want to come with us?"

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