Xia Shiqi was feeling incredibly full of herself. Not only had she smoothed things over with Chuyun, but she also held a trump card to make any demand. Her bestie Shu Xiaoyue was helping too. With this advantage, how could she possibly lose?

Xia Shiqi was certain Chuyun wouldn’t dare disobey her now. Ever since that morning when he seemed like a changed person, she’d known it.

She understood Chuyun would give in to almost anything to keep her happy. She could use this to get what she wanted.

But Xia Shiqi wouldn’t push too hard. She also wanted a good relationship with Chuyun. As long as she didn’t make things difficult, he’d always lean her way.

Her thinking wasn’t wrong.

Chuyun did favor his sister. Unless she went too far, he’d instinctively side with her. After all, they were all each other had. Especially now that Xia Shiqi was acting sweeter, he doted on her even more.

What was that little vixen Xia Shiqi doing here? And who was that girl beside her?

Lin Waner’s bright smile stiffened when she saw that brat beside Chuyun.

She’d been happy spotting Chuyun at the cafeteria entrance, thinking he was waiting for her. But to her surprise, that little vixen was right there. What was going on?

How had that brat suddenly ended up with Chuyun? Hadn’t she argued with him yesterday?

Had she not smelled Lin Waner’s scent on him?

That shouldn’t be. Lin Waner had rubbed against Chuyun for ages yesterday. By her plan, Xia Shiqi would’ve smelled it and started a fight.

But now, it didn’t look like they’d argued at all.

Had Chuyun and that little vixen really patched things up?

If so, this would be truly troublesome.

Lin Waner knew Chuyun valued family deeply. With only him and Xia Shiqi left in the Chu household, he’d always doted on her—even when they fought terribly.

But under Lin Waner’s influence, the old Chuyun blamed himself for his sister’s disobedience. He kept lecturing Xia Shiqi, unaware she hated it. She wanted the brother who used to listen to everything she said.

Thus, Lin Waner’s scheming made their relationship worse.

She’d also provoke Xia Shiqi often. Knowing that brat’s short temper, she’d rush to argue with Chuyun. More fights meant a deeper rift.

Lin Waner had controlled this perfectly—until Chuyun suddenly changed. He stopped following her plans. And that little vixen changed too: no more arguments, willing to go out with him, even walking together at school.

This loss of control made Lin Waner anxious. If Chuyun reconciled with her, it’d be dangerous. They lived together, after all.

If they got close, that vixen would devour Chuyun completely. Lin Waner believed Xia Shiqi capable of it. Even as a kid, she’d sneak into his bed daily, clinging so tightly no one could pull her off. If she was like that then, imagine now.

Who knew—she might’ve already had Chuyun’s yogurt. Lin Waner didn’t believe she’d stay innocent. Though she probably wouldn’t dare go all the way yet, keeping Chuyun near her was risky.

Lin Waner had no good options. She’d have to claim Chuyun’s first time quickly. Then snap photos to send to that brat, crushing her hopes.

Just imagining that scene made Lin Waner’s cheeks flush. She suddenly craved that day. For now, she couldn’t stop that little vixen—let her take some advantage of Chuyun.

Anyway, she was just a loser. Letting her taste sweetness before despair seemed satisfying.

Lin Waner decided to provoke that brat later. Make her argue, then gain points with Chuyun. Even if it might fail now, it was worth trying.

For her, success meant huge gains; failure cost nothing.

But who was that girl beside the vixen? Another man-stealer?

She seemed smarter than that clumsy cat Han Youwei. Once Xia Shiqi was dealt with, Lin Waner would chase away both scheming cats.

When Sister Waner approached, Chuyun felt the atmosphere shift. Surrounded by four beauties for the first time, he grew nervous. He feared a catfight might erupt any second.

After all, three of them were his conquest targets—and he’d had intimate moments with each.

Chuyun suddenly realized: even without his sister and Sister Waner’s drama, he was in deep trouble.

If any one of them mentioned what he’d done, he’d be dead meat.

Thinking it through shocked him.

First, Han Youwei: he’d touched and held her, even accidentally patted her little peach today.

Then Sister Waner: he’d carried her home, massaged her feet—and just recalling that made him blush. She’d even kissed his cheek.

Finally, little Qi: he’d held her watching movies in bed, fallen asleep there. And this morning’s incident…

The more Chuyun thought, the more terrified he grew. If someone blurted it out, would he see tomorrow’s sun?

But surely no one would talk?

Surrounded by beauties, Chuyun felt he could still be saved. He hadn’t started any of it, after all.

Though he truly hadn’t initiated it, Chuyun knew one truth well:

Never try to reason with a woman.

He knew that all too well.