Xiao Sisi's First Kiss The Fishhook Set by Jiang Che

"How... how did you know?"

Xiao Sisi gasped in shock!

All of Xiao Wanwan's songs since her debut had been written by a renowned industry veteran, but he had recently passed away in a car accident, which was why she hadn’t released any new albums lately.

Now, they desperately needed a top-tier composer, but such talents weren’t easy to come by!

And she didn’t want to trouble Mr. Xiao Chuan about it either!

Jiang Che smirked. "Just a guess."

Of course, it wasn’t a guess—his mind-reading ability was truly divine!

"Actually, I can write songs, and I write them exceptionally well. You saw my skills with that last one, Father, right?"

Jiang Che was casting his bait.

"You... you want to write songs for us?" Xiao Sisi asked, stunned.

"Hey now, I only said I can write, not that I will write for you. Don’t flatter yourself."

Xiao Sisi adjusted her glasses. "That song Father was indeed quite good. If you compose other decent songs, we could pay to buy them."

"And with the singing skills you just displayed, there’s no way you’re just some ordinary guy. Who exactly are you in the Chinese music scene?"

Her serious, earnest expression amused Jiang Che.

"If I reveal my identity, will you give me a kiss?"

He grinned playfully.

Xiao Sisi froze for a good four or five seconds before snapping back to reality.

She immediately took several steps back, eyeing the blond-haired guy warily.

"No way!!!"

A kiss... that was something she’d save for her future husband! There was no way she’d let some random blond guy take it!

Xiao Sisi was so innocent it was almost comical. In today’s society, most girls lost their first kiss in elementary or middle school—at the latest, high school. By college, those who still had theirs were as rare as phoenix feathers.

Jiang Che’s lips curled slightly as he slowly removed his mask and glasses, revealing a strikingly handsome face.

Xiao Sisi blinked in a daze. She’d never imagined that beneath the mask was such a good-looking guy!

She’d seen plenty of handsome men in the entertainment industry, but they were all pretty boys—none could compare to Jiang Che.

"Well? Would kissing me really be such a loss? I’ll let you in on a little secret—it’d be my first kiss too!"

His words snapped her out of her thoughts.

"Not a loss..." But the next second, she shook her head vigorously.

Ahem, she was getting carried away!

Though Xiao Sisi and Xiao Wanwan were sisters, their tastes were quite different. Xiao Wanwan was obsessed with her older sister, while Xiao Sisi was a total sucker for good looks.

"Haha..."

Jiang Che understood—oh, he understood perfectly.

He stepped forward, pinning Xiao Sisi against the wall in a classic "kabe-don."

If he didn’t make his move now, when would he?

If she was into looks, then this was too easy. Handsome? That was one area where Young Master Jiang had never lost.

Meanwhile, on stage...

"Mmm~"

Xiao Wanwan, mid-performance, suddenly furrowed her brows as an indescribable sensation slowly spread through her body.

The three sisters shared an incredibly strong psychic connection—the closer they were, the more intense the link.

Once, when one of them cut her finger while washing vegetables, the other two had felt the pain vividly!

"Sis... what are you doing?" Xiao Wanwan clenched her fists.

——

"You..."

Xiao Sisi’s mind was still in a daze. Over ten minutes had passed just like that.

"Who are you?"

Her voice had softened completely, losing all its earlier sharpness, melting like water.

"What’s wrong? Not so tough now, are you?"

Jiang Che raised a brow, lightly licking his lips. Not bad at all!

First, he’d pinned Yu Wan'er against a wall at school, and now Xiao Sisi at a concert. He was really starting to enjoy the thrill of these moments.

"I... I’ll tell Dad! Just you wait... he’s the richest man in the world, and he’ll teach you a lesson!"

"Tch... didn’t you say it wasn’t a loss? We’re even, right?"

Xiao Sisi fell silent. Sure, she was weak for Jiang Che’s looks, but that didn’t mean he could just take her first kiss like that!!!

After a moment, she exhaled softly. She couldn’t dwell on this any longer!

"Were you serious earlier? About writing songs for us?"

Jiang Che smirked. "I never said I’d do it for free, you know."

"I can pay you."

"I don’t want money." His gaze lingered on her, making Xiao Sisi shrink back nervously.

"Be my girlfriend. Once we have that kind of relationship, I’ll write songs for you—no charge."

Xiao Sisi: "..."

How could someone be so shameless? And why did this shameless person have to be so ridiculously good-looking?

"N-no way! I don’t even know you—today’s the first time we’ve met!"

See? Even her rejection was soft and adorable. A girl like this... if she ever ran into a playboy, she’d be devoured without a trace left.

"Here’s my card. I’m Jiang Che. If you want me to write a song, just call. The first one’s on the house!"

Of course, he hadn’t used his real name. The name "Jiang Che" was already synonymous with "playboy"—his reputation was beyond repair.

"Jiang Che?" Xiao Sisi took the card, her cheeks still faintly pink from earlier.

And now he’d promised to write them a song for free... which sent her mind racing.

Was this... was she being pursued?

Sure, she’d gotten love letters from boys growing up, but they were all so unattractive. This was the first time someone this handsome had shown interest in her!

[Pfft! It’s just a sugar-coated trap. The first song’s free, but next time he’ll want me as his girlfriend. No way I’m falling for that!]

"Even if you write me a song for free, I’d never be your girlfri— Huh? Where’d he go?"

While she was lost in her tsundere moment, Jiang Che had already slipped away unnoticed.

"Sis!!! What were you doing just now? Something naughty, wasn’t it?"

A sharp voice cut through the air as Xiao Wanwan puffed her cheeks, scrutinizing her sister.

"N-no! Nothing!" Xiao Sisi waved her hands frantically, her heart pounding.

Had Wanwan found out about what happened?

"Mm-hmm~ Sis, you were totally up to no good, weren’t you? The psychic link told me everything!!!"

Xiao Wanwan grinned like a mischievous imp and lunged at her sister.

Even through their connection, she’d felt that fluttering heartbeat—what else could it mean but something scandalous???

Xiao Sisi let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Thank goodness Wanwan hadn’t seen anything!

Otherwise, explaining would’ve been impossible!

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