“Jiang Xiao, I know you really want me to give you a child, but you can’t just imagine that I’m a girl!”
Song Qiuyu’s brain took a long time to process, and she frowned as she spoke.
Jiang Xiao wasn’t surprised by her reaction at all.
Compared to Shen Xi’s identity, it was obvious that the thing Song Qiuyu wanted to hide even more was that she was actually a girl.
In this situation, the only way to resolve it was to confess everything, one by one, that he had already seen through her!
Yet, he simply stared at her, maintaining his silence.
Silence spoke louder than words.
The aggressiveness of silence surpassed any language.
Song Qiuyu held her breath slightly, forcing herself to look calm on the surface, but inside she was already running wild, roaring.
When exactly did he find out? When did he know? From what point on… was she basically running naked in front of Jiang Xiao?
Help, she felt like Jiang Xiao had her in the palm of his hand!!
Damn it!
“So… you saw?”
She gritted her teeth.
“Yeah.”
Jiang Xiao’s voice was low and deep.
Hearing this, Song Qiuyu closed her eyes, turned away, no longer having the courage to ask more questions.
There probably couldn’t be anything worse than what she was experiencing now.
She was tired of constantly questioning her younger self.
Her whole being became listless, face ashen, as if the next step would simply be getting beaten a few times, stabbed a few times, the unyielding girl forced to become Jiang Xiao’s woman and even bear him a few children.
Her life would be awful, but she was never the type to wallow in negative emotions.
She was quite self-aware.
Inevitably, she would rebel halfway, and if she couldn’t refuse, she’d choose to enjoy it.
After all, she’d heard that a woman’s pleasure is five times that of a man’s.
Besides, she’d be taken care of tenderly and lovingly, living a life where clothes and food were always provided—a legendary kept woman.
With Jiang Xiao’s temperament, he’d probably even support her dreams.
Thinking about it carefully, in this life game where she was supposed to be viciously revenged upon, no matter how she looked at it, she seemed to be the winner, earning big with no loss.
“I won’t peek.”
Jiang Xiao’s slow and low voice rang out again.
Song Qiuyu was a little stunned, opened her eyes, and clenched the hem of her dress tightly in her hands.
She instinctively thought about how her younger self would deal with this, and then instinctively wondered if Jiang Xiao behind her would really “not peek.”
With a sudden swish, she simply and decisively took off her little white dress, her snow-white, jade-like body exposed.
But not fully. There was still a not-too-big, not-too-small fake chest, white base shorts, and white little panties on her.
The cold wind hit her body, but she didn’t feel any chill at all. It was only because of Jiang Xiao’s unavoidable presence behind her—her mind buzzing, heart pounding violently.
Her delicate fingers already skillfully removed the fake chest, and the skin bound under the chest binder felt burning hot.
She bent down, pinched the waistband of her base shorts with her fingertips, and tugged them down.
Her body temperature kept rising as time passed.
Song Qiuyu imagined what Jiang Xiao’s state must be like behind her—it had to be unbearable. After all, it was the person he’d liked for six years, undressing right in front of him.
Not sure where the courage surged from inside her, she lowered her face, bit her lip, and spoke:
“I’ve already seen everything of yours. Honestly, you don’t have to hold back either!”
Jiang Xiao seemed to fall silent, but after just two seconds, he replied in a low voice, “Still, I’d better not look.”
At those words, Song Qiuyu paused in the motion of pulling her left foot out of the base shorts.
Clearly, he wanted to look, but was just pretending he didn’t?
Repressed pervert!
That kind of excuse might fool himself, or an innocent little girl, but did he really think he could fool his brother?
“If I looked…” Jiang Xiao had more to say.
Song Qiuyu froze, suddenly getting a strange feeling, as if whatever Jiang Xiao was about to say next would be something she didn’t want to hear.
She’d better cover her ears now.
“I might not be able to make it to tonight’s dinner,” Jiang Xiao’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.
Huh?
What did he mean, “not be able to make it”?
Song Qiuyu was stunned again, her body going stiff where she stood.
“I won’t be able to hold back….”
Jiang Xiao’s voice got even lower.
“Uh….”
Song Qiuyu finally caught on, startled so badly her heart almost leaped out of her chest. She hurried to press her heart firmly to her chest, worried it would fly away.
“Don’t say another word! You change your clothes!”
Song Qiuyu panicked.
Even if Mr. Lu Xun once said that a true warrior dares to face blood head-on, what real man would be afraid of a stick?
But she was afraid, afraid of being torn apart!
“No.”
Jiang Xiao refused instantly.
“Huh?”
Song Qiuyu glanced back at Jiang Xiao.
“We’ve gotten this far—just let me finish. Anyway, it’s just three more words.”
Jiang Xiao, for some reason, was very insistent.
Song Qiuyu got even more flustered.
She quickly slipped her other little foot out of the base shorts, and then, at a speed she had never achieved before, put her clothes back on, gathered up the costume she’d changed out of, and got ready to take it back for cleaning.
She covered her ears tightly. “Not listening, not listening, la la la!”
With that, she rushed out the door.
Jiang Xiao had almost finished changing as well, packed up his own costume, the corners of his mouth curling up as he followed her out.
From then on, Song Qiuyu’s secret—that she was a girl—was something the two of them would keep together.
“Song, Jiang Xiao, over here!”
In the distance, they heard Sang Tian’s voice. Song Qiuyu looked up and saw Sang Tian, dressed for winter, standing beside a cold and elegant long-haired girl, and on the other side stood a cute boy with a little-sister hairstyle.
There was no doubt these two were Jiang Li and Jiang Yu.
Song Qiuyu slowed her steps, looking at this pair of siblings in surprise.
Sometimes she had to admire the genetics of Jiang Xiao’s family. Even the little brother and little sister were pretty impressive.
She wondered just how good-looking their parents must be…
“Lao Jiang, Lao Song, you two are so slow! The President and the others are already there. Let’s hurry up!”
Xie Zhuran urged them.
Song Qiuyu glanced back and saw that maybe it was the night wind reddening his face, but right now, Lao Xie’s face was looking a bit flushed.
“Let’s go.”
Jiang Xiao’s voice brushed past her ear.
Just as Song Qiuyu nodded and was about to step forward, her body was suddenly pulled forward a few steps even faster—Jiang Xiao had quietly hooked her pinky finger!
She stared down in shock at their barely noticeable linked pinky fingers, dazed.
What was this guy thinking?
Sensing the person beside her hurriedly retract their finger, Jiang Xiao smiled without saying a word and continued walking towards his little brother and little sister.
“Brother, I missed you so much!”
As soon as Jiang Yu saw Jiang Xiao, he ran over and leaped into Jiang Xiao’s arms, acting cute.
Jiang Li looked at her own brother, then at her own little brother, and finally at the slowpoke Song Qiuyu catching up. Her eyes narrowed.
“Qiuyu-ge.”
“Sorry to keep you waiting. Jiang Xiao and I already told the President about you, Jiang Li, so you both can join us for dinner!”
Song Qiuyu snapped out of it and smiled back at Jiang Li.
“Your stage play performance just now was really impressive. Especially your Demon Princess, Qiuyu-ge… How should I put it, I almost thought you were actually a girl,” Jiang Li nodded and said.
“That just shows my acting skills are good. Besides, you’re not the first to say that!”
Song Qiuyu forced herself to act calm.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah! Sis, let me tell you, Lao Song’s acting is the best among us. And that’s not the only time he’s worn a dress!”
Xie Zhuran suddenly walked over, patted her on the shoulder, laughed, and cut in, “But my acting isn’t bad either. We’ve shot several Short Videos in our Dormitory. If you haven’t seen them, you can check them out.”
Jiang Li: Who’s your sis?
Seeing Xie Zhuran grinning idiotically at Jiang Li, Song Qiuyu frowned, her expression turning disdainful.
Xie Zhuran, betraying his friends for love!
Deliberately emphasizing how many times she’d worn a dress, huh?
She used to tease Jiang Xiao this way back in middle school, when Jiang Xiao was infatuated with Shen Xi.
Sigh, Hakisiao, Haxie, they’re the same.
She sighed inside.
Forget it, she wouldn’t bother with Xie Zhuran. As a brother, she understood all too well!
Lin An, who’d already seen through everything, adjusted his glasses and sighed too.
Really not afraid of Jiang Xiao beating him up, huh.
Xie Zhuran was afraid.
But right now, he was even more afraid of Song Qiuyu beating him up, but what could he do? He’d fallen for Jiang Xiao’s sister at first sight and was determined to marry her.
After tonight’s dinner, he’d ask Lao Song for forgiveness—whether it meant gifting a Game Skin or a Game Item, anything was fine.
As long as Lao Song could forgive him!
Song Qiuyu sneaked a glance at Jiang Xiao, curious about his reaction.
But when her gaze swept over, she saw he was intentionally or unintentionally adjusting the Blue Woven Scarf around his neck, looking as if he wanted someone to notice it.
Of course, this scarf was the one she’d given him.
Song Qiuyu pondered this.
“Brother, your scarf looks so warm…”
At that moment, Jiang Yu looked up, his eyes sparkling, and said