"Um, I don't think I know you, miss?" I asked.

"Oh right! I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Mojia Lin! I'm the young mistress of the Mo family, one of China's four great clans! Sister!" Mojia Lin bowed deeply as she spoke.

"Um, why are you proposing to me?" I questioned doubtfully.

"It's because the moment I saw Sister walking on the street, I fell deeply in love with your beauty! To meet you again, I had my butler trace your maid uniform's origin! Then I rushed to a jewelry store and bought the most expensive ring! All to marry you, Sister!" Mojia Lin beamed with bliss.

Seriously? This only happens in novels! How is it real? I groaned inwardly.

"Um, I'm a woman—I can't marry you!" I protested. I couldn't ruin a lovely girl's life! Wait—I'm a guy!

"Precisely because you're a woman, Sister... I..." Mojia Lin's face flushed crimson.

Whoa! She's actually a lesbian! First time meeting one! Stop! I must fix her worldview!

I refuse to be a stud!

"Um, same-sex relationships aren't legally recognized. And... well, we can't have children. Please give up on dating women!" I pleaded desperately, hoping to steer her straight.

"You mean I should date those filthy, perverted, single-celled creeps who only think with their lower halves? Just kill me now." Mojia Lin grimaced as if tasting something vile.

I haven't heard those words in ages—not since meeting Ye Ye. Nan Ling muttered silently nearby.

Fine! I was speechless. How could she spew such horrifying descriptions without blushing? Seriously impressive.

This needs time. First, I must lower her affection for me.

"Um, there are way prettier girls than me. Why choose me?" I asked.

"From the first moment I saw you, Sister, I knew I existed solely for you! I adore everything about you! So, Sister, marry me! I'll support you for life. Every day, we'll do shameless things together." Mojia Lin wore a lovesick, obsessive expression.

Hopeless. This yandere is beyond saving—full-blown lesbian syndrome! For such a girl, I had only one answer.

"I'm sorry. I can't accept your proposal." I lowered my head.

A faint snapping sound echoed. I looked up at Mojia Lin and broke into a cold sweat.

"Why, Sister? Am I not good enough? I love you so deeply... Could some filthy worm have defiled you? Nooooooo!" Mojia Lin wore a shattered, traumatized look.

"No, no! It's not that!" I waved my hands frantically.

"Then... do you think I'm impure? No, Sister! Though I'm a lesbian, no woman has touched me! My body is utterly pure—reserved for you to explore slowly. So... Sister!" Mojia Lin stepped closer, grabbing my hand and pressing it against her enormous, mind-blowing chest.

A heavenly sensation flooded through me at her touch! I couldn't help but squeeze slightly.

"Ahhh~~~" Mojia Lin moaned softly, her whole body trembling.

"Sister, you're so lewd! But I love it!" She gazed at me with deep affection—and a hint of lust in her eyes.

Suddenly, two piercing glares stabbed at me.

Nan Ling glared fiercely nearby, her expression screaming, "Ye Ye, you dare cheat? Just try it!"

Behind me, Ling Ling fixed me with murderous eyes—evoking the terror of my sister's dominance.

Wait, didn't my sister say my crossdressing self belongs to the world? I grumbled inwardly.

The scene froze in thick awkwardness.

A stunning woman with deep blue hair approached. Her breathtaking beauty stole the show—sea-blue eyes, legs longer than any model's, and perfectly contoured curves. She wore a red lace-trimmed dress, black stockings, and elegant white jewelry.

"Yang Qianlan?!" I blurted out. She noticed my stare and flashed a smile so radiant it made my heart race.

That smile reminded me of her past rescue—warming me inside.

Honestly, I no longer hated her. She'd saved me once. She was my most precious first love.

Ling Ling's glare intensified—but now aimed squarely at Yang Qianlan.

Yang Qianlan pried Mojia Lin's arms off me. "Jia Lin! Your father needs you. Go now."

"No! I want to stay with Sister!" Mojia Lin pouted.

"Be good. Or... I'll tell Miss Lin Xin all your childhood secrets." Yang Qianlan smiled sweetly.

"Fine... I guess I have to go." Mojia Lin sighed dejectedly.

"Sister! I'll return. I will marry you! Wait for me!" Mojia Lin grinned, kissed my cheek, and followed Yang Qianlan away. The crowd buzzed with disapproving whispers.

*Sigh. Lesbian love is beautiful, but no babies.*

*Two goddesses together? The world gains another lonely dog.*

*No! Xin, don't go lesbian! Nooooo!*

Ignoring the chatter (I didn't care anymore), I sighed in relief—then heard a familiar voice.

"Li Tianming, Ouyang Chen—is this the 'maid cafe with goddesses' you promised?" Yang Honggang's voice cut through.

"Yeah! Yang Honggang!" Li Tianming chimed in.

No! One crisis over, another begins!