An Xiaowei felt this topic couldn’t continue any further.
Even as a grown woman, her face burned with embarrassment—no helping it, given her past life as a pure-hearted young man.
She leaned back slightly before springing up with a carp’s leap.
The movement was fluid, though she nearly threw out her back in the process.
"Time to go home," An Xiaowei muttered, tightening her coat as she hurried toward the parking lot.
Ning Moqing watched her retreating figure, chuckling softly before following.
"Sorry for causing you trouble," An Wan said, wiping her tears as she faced the handsome, effortlessly elegant man before her.
Lin Zixuan never imagined he’d one day be this close to his idol. But following An Xiaowei’s instructions, he couldn’t afford to lose his composure.
"It’s fine. By the way, I know your sister," Lin Zixuan said, sitting on the edge of a nearby chair.
He had stopped An Wan from jaywalking earlier and, noticing her distress, brought her to his small shop.
"You know Xiaowei? You are…?"
"I met her at Grandpa An’s place. That’s when I found out she was his granddaughter. You must be too. Grandpa An has missed you both for years." Lin Zixuan clasped his hands on the mahogany table, his smile gentle and warm.
"My… grandfather?" An Wan froze, only then recalling she did indeed have one.
But why hadn’t Xiaowei told her?
"Right. Grandpa An searched for you sisters for years. Last time was a coincidence, but you’re not in the right state to meet him now. Have something to eat first."
As he spoke, a woman in Hanfu brought over tea and an array of dishes.
They were traditional delicacies—small, exquisite, even the pastries crafted to glisten like those from ancient paintings.
"Thank you. I… never thought I had any family left besides Xiaowei."
An Wan dried her tears, inexplicably feeling at ease around him.
This, of course, was thanks to An Xiaowei’s coaching.
With An Wan, Lin Zixuan couldn’t be pushy. He had to take it slow—maintaining the grace and courtesy of a friend, sprinkling in just enough flirtation to make her blush, then pulling back the moment her heart raced.
A classic case of playing hard to get.
With Lin Zixuan’s looks, it wasn’t hard.
And An Xiaowei knew exactly what kind of man An Wan liked—Yan Chen had made that clear.
She preferred refined gentlemen who occasionally teased.
What girl didn’t?
"Eat first. Afterward, I’ll take you to see Grandpa An. And technically… I should call you jie."
The way he said "jie" (older sister) sent a shiver down An Wan’s spine.
No girl could resist a sweet-talking younger man calling her that.
But An Wan suppressed the flutter in her chest.
She hadn’t broken up with Yan Chen yet—she couldn’t bear to. Yet the memory of his words in the bathroom felt like knives twisting in her heart.
"Even if you’re sad, you should take care of yourself. Skipping meals hurts your stomach."
Lin Zixuan’s words snapped An Wan out of her gloom. The food, at least, was impeccable—low-fat and low-sugar, tailored for her celebrity status.
As An Wan picked up her chopsticks, Lin Zixuan remembered An Xiaowei’s instructions. After a pause, he pulled out his phone.
Honor of Kings, ping.
He muted it, but halfway through her meal, An Wan glanced over curiously—just in time to see him hastily cover the screen.
His timing was perfect. She caught a glimpse of his national ranking badge.
"I’m terrible at this game," Lin Zixuan said, mastering the art of humblebragging.
"You have a national badge and you’re terrible?" An Wan laughed despite herself.
Lin Zixuan considered offering to carry her in-game, but remembering An Xiaowei’s warnings, he held back.
Sure, girls liked guys who were good at games.
But the real question was which guy. If it were Yan Chen, with his protagonist halo, no problem.
Without that advantage? An Wan, as a star, probably knew plenty of top-tier players already.
An Xiaowei had thought of everything.
But while strategizing with Lin Zixuan, she’d been teased by Si.
"You’re quite skilled at seducing girls."
An Xiaowei: ?
What utter nonsense.
Wait—was it weird that she was good at it?
Meanwhile, An Xiaowei watched Ning Moqing from the backseat, feeling small and pathetic (though only in her own mind).
Finally arriving at the villa, she bolted out the car. When Ning Moqing opened the door, An Xiaowei threw up a hand.
"Stop. My place has no water, no milk tea, no drinks, no couch for you to crash on."
"And definitely no bed."
Ning Moqing fell silent.
She’d only meant to ask for her coat back, but if Xiaowei was going there…
"Then I’ll head out. Rest early."
An Xiaowei stared as the Maserati vanished, then turned to the villa door. She unlocked it with her fingerprint, kicked off her shoes, and—
Holy shit!
She’d forgotten to return Ning Moqing’s coat.
No wonder Ning Moqing had tried to speak. An Xiaowei smacked her forehead.
Damn it, I’m such an idiot.
Who knew what Ning Moqing must think of her now?
Hanging the coat in her room, An Xiaowei cringed hard.
"System—my dear system, what do I do?" She wanted to cry.
She’d thought today would end with no further ties to Ning Moqing, but now…
Her own stupidity meant she’d have to return the coat in person.
And what if, while there, Ning Moqing took a liking to her—found her soft and tempting—dragged her inside and ate her alive? Where would she cry then?
Oh, right. In Ning Moqing’s bed.
The thought nearly made her pass out.
"Who’s your system? I have a name—call me Si, or Code 004." Si sounded deeply offended by the nickname.
"004?" An Xiaowei rubbed her chin. "You’re only fourth-ranked? How lame."
Si went quiet for a long moment.
She wouldn’t lose her temper.
"Anyway, Lin Zixuan’s making progress. He’s taking An Wan to her grandfather’s. Odds are, she’ll stay at the old house tonight."
"Good. As long as she doesn’t realize he’s into her." An Xiaowei stretched, pushing the coat dilemma aside.
Nights were the worst.
Because that meant shower time.
For a former pure-hearted boy, this was torture.
Ughhh.
Just like the old nicknames—Yu-mei, Tang-mei—this one was Wei-mei.
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