The meal left Lin Zixuan completely choked up, while Grandpa An secretly plucked a strand of An Xiaowei's hair—after all, things like paternity tests, when brought into the open, could hurt feelings.
Lin Zixuan was stuffed to the brim. Even though he now knew the goddess was Grandpa An's granddaughter, he still needed to go walk off his meal.
Just then, An Wan called.
"Xiaowei," her voice was both doting and exasperated.
"Who is this?" An Xiaowei asked.
An Wan: …?
"Oh, you're my sister. What's up?" An Xiaowei's tone was utterly innocent.
"You, do you have something against Yan Chen? Let me tell you, he's a really good guy. Spend more time with him, and you'll see. There's no need to be so hostile."
Oh-ho-ho!
So he got upset and ran to the female lead to tattle?
Yan Chen's behavior was exactly like a grade-schooler who snitched on a classmate for writing love letters.
An Xiaowei remained unshaken, refusing to admit to such baseless accusations.
"Who? Who are you talking about? Who’s Yan Chen? I’ve never even met him. I just saw an elderly man who needed help getting home, so I helped him. What’s wrong with that?"
What a sneaky, underhanded villain, stabbing her in the back and slandering her pure and noble character.
Here she was, a kind-hearted girl who only wanted to help others, yet she was treated like this—while the villain strutted around like he owned the place.
The world was so cruel to her.
Was there no justice?
Well, Yan Chen had no proof anyway. No matter what, An Wan wouldn’t outright turn against her now.
"Xiaowei, I know it’s not your fault, but you can’t just…" An Wan trailed off, nearly forgetting her lines.
"No matter what, you shouldn’t curse him… to die. That’s just rude." An Wan finally remembered her script.
"Huh? But today’s the seventh day of his first livestream. I was just celebrating."
An Wan: ???
"Seventh-day memorial"… that’s what you meant?
"You’re scolding me over a man." An Xiaowei abruptly changed the subject, sniffling.
"I get it. There’s no love left. You don’t need your extra little sister anymore. You want me out of the house so Yan Chen can take my place. You want me sleeping on the streets, in dumpsters, starving and freezing to death in the howling winter winds."
An Wan: …
"That’s not what I meant, Xiaowei. I… I’m your sister. Of course I’ll take care of you. Don’t talk nonsense. Even if I quit acting someday, I’d still make sure you’re okay." She completely dropped the Yan Chen issue, focusing on comforting her emotionally wounded little sister.
"Last night, I dreamed you abandoned me. You kicked me out, and I sat by the door eating instant noodles while you told me to get lost…"
"I didn’t! I didn’t!" An Wan kept protesting.
"I won’t listen! I’m sad, I’m heartbroken, I’m gonna die."
…
An Wan spent a long time coaxing her before An Xiaowei finally stopped crying and hung up.
After the call, An Wan frowned. She had never seen her sister so upset before.
Could it be Yan Chen…?
No, no.
Her head throbbed. She couldn’t make sense of it, but after a while, she pulled up Yan Chen’s WeChat.
She sent him a message:
"My sister is young and doesn’t know better. Don’t bully her."
Yan Chen: ???
What the hell?!
Who’s bullying who?!
He was so furious he could explode.
But he couldn’t exactly lash out at An Wan—after all, he really liked her… legs.
Damn it. He never expected his tattling to backfire so spectacularly.
Yan Chen had no idea what he’d done to make "An Yuhe" despise him so much.
Fine. He needed to find a way to get rid of this girl.
Meanwhile, An Xiaowei stared at her phone.
"Gotta say, I don’t really get the whole sisterly love thing, but An Wan really does treat her sister well," she remarked to Si.
"Jealous? You can call me 'sister' too," Si teased, marveling at how quickly her mood shifted.
An Xiaowei: ?
What kind of deranged nonsense was this?
How could a system shamelessly bully its own host? She refused to accept this.
"Nah, envy’s pointless. But wow, the mission progress shot up to 40% already?"
An Xiaowei narrowed her eyes at the system panel.
After running into Grandpa An, Yan Chen’s career and love life had skyrocketed like a rocket to the heavens.
But she had severed their connection and even driven a wedge between An Wan and Yan Chen’s shaky romance.
"The male lead fainted twice because of you," Si said.
An Xiaowei remained unfazed. "Don’t slander me. I never laid a finger on him, and I didn’t steal his money. Don’t go tarnishing my good name."
With that, she turned back to the lounge, munching on fruit while watching Lin Zixuan boil water.
Lin Zixuan felt like needles were pricking his back. For some reason, this future sister-in-law—
Wait, no. He hadn’t even met the goddess yet.
This girl was messing with his head.
Grandpa An, meanwhile, was busy giving instructions to the butler.
"If you’re really interested, clean up nice next time. Dress like a 'wild king,' and I’ll message you when it’s time to meet my sister."
Lin Zixuan: …?
"Clean up" made it sound like he was being prepped for slaughter, and what the hell was "dress like a wild king"?
This was supposed to be a private meeting with a top-tier celebrity, yet she made it sound as casual as drinking water.
Why did he feel like he was about to be sold off?
"You’re not gonna sell me, right?" Lin Zixuan asked.
An Xiaowei looked up. "How much do you weigh?"
"120 pounds."
"Hmm. The national average pork price is 11.37 yuan per pound, so that’s 1,364.4 yuan. Let’s round it down to 1,364." She tapped away on her calculator with great seriousness.
Lin Zixuan: …
"Alright, fine. I’ll add you on WeChat."
Still, Lin Zixuan didn’t understand why she wanted to introduce him to An Wan.
An Wan was a superstar, courted by wealthy heirs and A-list celebrities alike. Yet she had never shown interest in anyone—not even a first love.
Some people even wondered if she preferred women.
Lin Zixuan’s thoughts spiraled into chaos.
With this matter settled, An Xiaowei bid Grandpa An farewell, promising to visit again soon.
Now, she had another problem to deal with: Yan Chen’s childhood sweetheart, Li Jiaojiao.
At this point, Yan Chen was practically two-timing. If he hadn’t discovered his online crush was a top actress, he probably wouldn’t have rejected Li Jiaojiao.
Of course, since he hadn’t solidified things with An Wan yet, he was still stringing Li Jiaojiao along.
He gave her the cold shoulder daily, and in the early chapters of the novel, she even forced a kiss on him.
An Xiaowei understood—Yan Chen secretly enjoyed it but played coy.
But because of that incident, An Wan got angry, and they broke up for a while. Yan Chen had to grovel to win her back, and from then on, he finally cut ties with Li Jiaojiao.
After all, in a drunken moment of passion, he had claimed An Wan—body and soul.
And he was thrilled to discover she was… pure.
That voice…
That figure…
Just thinking about it made him grin like an idiot.
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