“Um… is this okay now?” After spending a long time putting on the outfit along with the small accessories Qin Haiyue had mentioned, the girl asked with her head lowered.
Qin Haiyue sat opposite her, admiring the effect of the clothes on her.
The size was just right, but the girl was so insecure that she kept her head down the whole time. This caused the effect of the carefully designed outfit, meant to highlight her figure, to be diminished. The girl’s pink eyes were shrouded in shadow, appearing dull. Coupled with her pitiful little face, it truly made one feel an involuntary sense of compassion.
“Lift your head,” she commanded.
The girl obediently raised her head, looking at her with those anxious pink eyes.
To be honest, this outfit didn’t quite suit her.
Although the girl’s chest wasn’t small and her figure wasn’t bad, all those wicked thoughts vanished like the wind the moment one saw her face. Precisely because of this, it looked somewhat incongruous—like a primary school student who had secretly put on a bunny girl uniform.
Tsk, maybe it would look better if she were wrapped up a bit more?
She originally thought a timid little maid would be quite a vibe, but now it just felt dull. The small designs intended to add interest had instead become a failure. Sighing, she suddenly lost interest.
“Alright, change into another one. Try that black one.”
She spoke, but the girl didn’t move. After a moment of hesitation, she whispered, “Um… how many pieces do I have to change into…?”
After the experience with Lin Ziyuan this morning, she felt a bit resistant to this kind of thing. She hated the feeling of being stared at by others while changing; it made her feel very insecure.
“Just one more, okay?”
For some reason, Qin Haiyue was exceptionally easy to talk to today, almost unlike herself. The girl breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed similar to this morning. She picked up the garment from the bed—a black dress that looked similar to the one Lin Ziyuan had made her change into. But it was clearly much more expensive. The fabric was very light, with many semi-transparent lace designs at the shoulders and a corset at the waist that needed to be wound on manually.
The girl took off the maid outfit and clumsily put on the black dress. This garment was much more modest than the previous one, and it felt okay.
“Alright, just wear this.” In an unexpected agreement with Lin Ziyuan’s view, Qin Haiyue also felt the black dress suited the girl well. Paired with the corset, it could highlight her soft figure perfectly, giving one an urge to pull her into their arms.
Smiling, Qin Haiyue suddenly stood up. She deliberately put on an empty and exhausted expression and sat down next to the girl.
“How is it? Is it comfortable?” Deliberately leaning close to the girl’s cheek, her golden hair draped over the girl’s shoulder, mixing with the girl’s black hair. The warmth of her breath lazily brushed against the girl’s soft cheek.
“It’s… it’s okay… just a bit cold…”
“Cold? Do you want me to turn the heater up a bit? You can tell me if anything makes you uncomfortable, okay?”
Contrary to her usual self, she adopted the persona of a caring older sister, which instead made the girl even more uneasy.
Seeing her actually pick up the remote and turn up the temperature, the girl didn’t know what to say for a moment.
From start to finish, she felt that today’s Qin Haiyue was very abnormal; she had never seen her like this. Not only did she not hold the missed appointment against her, but she had also started looking after her. Although she still did some terrible things, like kicking her into the car or throwing her clothes into the trash, she just felt that Qin Haiyue was completely abnormal—nothing felt right.
Could it be that she was just so used to being hit?
She began to deeply doubt herself.
In reality, her only memories of Qin Haiyue were being frequently bullied and robbed by her at school. She didn’t understand Qin Haiyue’s family matters or personality at all; she had always thought Qin Haiyue was just a person with a bad character.
“Feeling warmer?” As if she truly cared about the girl, Qin Haiyue asked after adjusting the temperature. She gazed at the girl’s somewhat dim eyes with a mysterious smile on her face.
Not knowing what to say, the girl could only reply with a “Mm.”
“In that case, can you chat with me for a bit?”
“Chat…?”
“Mm.”
“Okay… go ahead…”
Her fingers gently curled around a lock of the girl’s hair, and Qin Haiyue’s smile grew deeper.
“Actually, I have a younger sister too. But unlike you, she is my biological sister. Her name is Qin Jiangmian. Do you know her?”
“I don’t…”
“It’s okay if you don’t. She goes to school in the metropolis. My mother is always by her side, so they barely come here a few times a year.” Qin Haiyue sighed as if it were a serious matter.
She had no interest at all in what Qin Haiyue was saying, but she still had to act serious while thinking carefully about her response.
“Why are you telling me this?” she asked, feigning confusion.
“Because she’s very similar to you.” Qin Haiyue looked into the girl’s eyes and smiled. “It’s not just the fact that both your names share the word ‘Mian.’ Your aura, personality, and even your height are all very similar.”
“What does that have to do with me?” The girl frowned.
“It does… Actually, I’ve always had a little secret… I like her…” Qin Haiyue was talking nonsense with a straight face.
“Uh… you mean…?” The girl couldn’t help but be stunned.
“You know, she and I are sisters. My parents would never agree. So I’ve always kept this suppressed in my heart, but until recently, I met you.”
“You are really like her, and in some ways, even cuter. You’re more beautiful than her, with a better figure. I was attracted to you from the start. I was wrong to bully you in the past. Now, I just want to ask you one thing.”
The girl suddenly had an ominous premonition. She looked at Qin Haiyue blankly, instinctively wanting to move aside. However, her intention was seen through. Given the massive height advantage, she was grabbed by Qin Haiyue and pulled directly into her arms.
“Hey, will you be my lover?”
She easily uttered something utterly mind-blowing.
“Wha… what…?”
Ye Xingmian once thought she had misheard. Qin Haiyue’s embrace was soft and quite warm, but she felt her mind had taken a critical hit of ten thousand points. She could not believe that Qin Haiyue could actually say such words.
Saying she was like Qin Haiyue’s sister—she could believe that. But as for the words that followed, she wasn’t willing to believe a single thing. If she liked her own sister and thought she was like her sister, why would she bully her to death? How absurd was that? Besides, did she really like her sister? According to Ye Xingmian’s understanding of her, it would be a miracle if she didn’t bully her sister. How could one speak of love?
“What? Don’t believe me? It’s okay. I’ll prove it to you with my actions.”
No one knew just how twisted Qin Haiyue’s smile was as she sat behind her.