Sister Yaoyao, stop testing me, I'll confess, alright

"Honey, why are you acting so calm? If Ye Changkong and his wife find out that Jiang Che has taken advantage of their daughter... wouldn’t everything I said before become a joke?"

Jiang Yunli and Ye Mengyao’s mother, Lin Xue, are close friends, but now Jiang Yunli is too afraid to even talk to Lin Xue. She’s worried she might accidentally let something slip.

Jiang Yuan, on the other hand, has a much stronger ability to accept the situation.

"Well, well, this kid is quite impressive! He’s done something I wanted to do when I was young but never dared to!"

When Jiang Yuan was young, he was just an ordinary guy, but he gradually climbed his way up to become a billionaire. In a way, he’s the protagonist of his own story.

Back in his youth, he definitely had a few romantic interests, but in the end, he was completely tied down by Jiang Yunli.

He had the template for a harem, but in the end, he became a pure-hearted lover!

When Jiang Yunli heard Jiang Yuan’s words, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she pinched his ear, her expression fierce.

"What? You want to have multiple girlfriends too?"

Jiang Yuan chuckled awkwardly, "How could that be? I was just joking!"

He knew better than to try anything like that. If he dared to have multiple girlfriends, his father-in-law, who had reached the level of a grandmaster in martial arts, would definitely come after him with a forty-meter-long sword!

"So, what should we do? The Ye Family proposed a marriage alliance before... should we still go through with it?"

Jiang Yuan frowned helplessly, "Marriage alliance? If Jiang Che and Ye Mengyao get engaged... what would the other girls think? Use your brain, would you?"

"How am I not using my brain?"

"In my opinion, our son Jiang Che was probably stimulated when he was pursuing Ye Mengyao and awakened some kind of extraordinary trait... this might just be the beginning."

"But it doesn’t really matter. Our Jiang Family has plenty of money, so let Jiang Che have his fun!"

"It’d be best if he has more children, so the Jiang Family can flourish."

Jiang Yunli: "......"

She wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in her throat.

......

The next morning.

Ye Mengyao and Qin Qiaoqiao, who had taken two days off, returned to school.

During those few days, many people had been worried sick.

For Yu Wan'er, the fact that Ye Mengyao and Jiang Che both took leave at the same time... it was impossible for nothing to have happened!

For Qin Qiaoqiao’s parents, it was even more torturous. They had called Qin Qiaoqiao over a dozen times in those two days. Thankfully, Qin Qiaoqiao answered, or they would have definitely called the police.

Although Qin Qiaoqiao said over the phone that she was just at Jiang Che’s house helping him with his studies, Wang Lili and Qin Shou both knew the truth.

But there was nothing they could do. After all, they were the ones who had pushed their daughter into this situation.

Wang Lili was filled with regret.

During the break, she secretly called Qin Qiaoqiao over.

Qin Qiaoqiao looked at her mother, who seemed a bit haggard, and felt an indescribable sadness in her heart.

"Mom, I’ve been doing really well these past few days. Jiang Che has been really good to me."

Wang Lili looked at her daughter seriously and finally let out a long sigh.

She reached out and gently touched the girl’s cheek.

Qiaoqiao’s expression didn’t seem fake at all.

"Qiaoqiao, I was wrong before. Your dad and I have thoroughly reflected on our mistakes. We were too harsh on you in the past..."

Qin Qiaoqiao’s eyes also grew slightly moist. Being at odds with her parents... wasn’t it also tormenting herself?

"Mom, I met Jiang Che’s mother these past few days. She really likes me..."

Qin Qiaoqiao spoke softly.

"Ah... Qiaoqiao, just take care of yourself."

The playboy she once looked down on the most had somehow managed to win over her precious daughter, whom she had raised for eighteen years.

Wasn’t that a great irony?

"Ah~ I’m getting old. I just want to see you happy."

Wang Lili’s gaze at Qin Qiaoqiao was filled with complexity.

Qin Qiaoqiao already felt guilty for running off with Jiang Che for over a week.

She had even lied to them, saying she had depression, which made her feel even worse.

Wang Lili continued, "Your dad hasn’t been feeling well lately. We’re planning to move to the school’s faculty dormitory."

"Dad’s sick?" Qin Qiaoqiao panicked.

"Ah, it’s just his old problems. It’s nothing serious."

Qin Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment, "Mom, should I come back with you?"

Wang Lili’s lips curled up slightly. Her husband Qin Shou’s idea had worked perfectly. Their daughter had fallen for the guilt trip!

"Ah, there’s no need for that. Your dad and I have come to terms with it. After all, daughters grow up and leave home eventually. We just want to see you more while we’re still alive."

The naive Qin Qiaoqiao was once again fooled by her parents.

......

Meanwhile, in the classroom.

After two days, when Ye Mengyao saw Yu Wan'er again... she couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous.

She had a mission to carry out.

Jiang Che’s request was also quite strange, and honestly, a bit perverted...

"Yaoyao, were you feeling unwell these past two days?"

Yu Wan'er asked knowingly. She was well aware of where Ye Mengyao had been these past few days, but as Yaoyao’s best friend, she had to ask.

Ye Mengyao’s eyes wandered as she looked into the distance, feeling a bit guilty.

"Yaoyao, you didn’t..."

"Nothing happened. I was on my period these past two days, so I wasn’t feeling well. That’s why I didn’t come to school." Ye Mengyao couldn’t bear to lie.

Wan'er was her best friend, like a sister to her!

So she decided to test Yu Wan'er’s feelings first.

"Wan'er, do you like Jiang Che?"

The moment she asked, Yu Wan'er froze.

It was as if she had stepped on a cat’s tail. She didn’t want to admit it... but she had indeed fallen for Jiang Che, that jerk who always bullied her, that pervert!

But since Ye Mengyao and Jiang Che were already... she naturally had to step aside.

In Yu Wan'er’s worldview, the concept of a harem didn’t exist.

"Yaoyao, why are you asking that? Of course, I don’t like Jiang Che! If I did... wouldn’t that be stealing your man? We’re best friends!"

Yaoyao, please stop testing me, I beg you!

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