Ning Moxin spoke earnestly to Yun Daidai, explaining that this relationship was beyond repair.
Meanwhile, Zhou You was dragged off by an excited Chen Tangtang to change clothes. She whispered mysteriously, “In a few days, I’ll give my ‘little god’ a gift—you’ll absolutely love it,” and “I’ve asked so many people,” and other such things.
Right on schedule, Yun Mingyue called to invite him out. Chen Tangtang pretended to act just like last time, telling Yun Mingyue to come find them—but a sly, mischievous smile flickered across her lips.
The car pulled up at a landmark plaza. Young couples strolled nearby. Chen Tangtang stood in the center, glancing around eagerly as if desperate to spot Yun Mingyue.
Though Yun Mingyue dismissed Chen Tangtang aloud, she cared deeply inside. She arrived swiftly and spotted the two in the square.
Instead of rushing over, she checked her reflection. Having long learned Zhou You’s preferences, she now wore a “no-makeup” look—seemingly barefaced, yet every detail subtly perfected.
Satisfied, Yun Mingyue curved her lips into a confident smile and approached.
Chen Tangtang, watching closely, noticed her. Pretending not to see, she seized Zhou You off guard, wrapped her arms around his neck, and buried his face in her chest.
*Hmph. If Yun Mingyue can cross the line, so can I.*
From afar, Yun Mingyue’s brows tightened. *Is she… provoking me?*
Chen Tangtang stole a glance. Seeing Yun Mingyue’s frown, she felt a thrill of delight and hugged Zhou You tighter.
Only when Yun Mingyue drew near did she release him, letting him gasp for air. *Too big… nearly suffocated.*
“You’re here! Let’s—” Chen Tangtang beamed, certain she’d scored a point.
Yun Mingyue’s eyes narrowed. She never tolerated provocation. Besides, her bond with Zhou You far surpassed Chen Tangtang’s.
*Just Chen Tangtang? Daring to compete with me? Are you even worthy?*
Tap, tap…
Yun Mingyue stepped closer, a bewitching smile blooming. Even the neon lights dimmed beside her glow.
Her delicate hand cupped Zhou You’s cheek. Rising on tiptoe, she kissed him—right before Chen Tangtang’s stunned eyes.
First smothered by Chen Tangtang, then abruptly kissed by Yun Mingyue—Zhou You’s mind went blank. He only snapped back when a gentle nip grazed his lip.
He stared at Yun Mingyue, speechless.
Flustered, Chen Tangtang rushed over and pulled them apart. “What are you two *doing*?!”
“Kissing,” Yun Mingyue replied sweetly, as if it were perfectly normal for an older sister to be affectionate with her little brother.
“You two?!”
Chen Tangtang’s eyes widened. *I was supposed to provoke her—why am I the one fuming?*
“What business is it of yours if I kiss my little brother?” Yun Mingyue added lightly. “He didn’t refuse me.”
“You!” Chen Tangtang’s face twisted. *So annoying! Truly infuriating!*
Wronged and helpless, she tugged Zhou You’s arm with a pitiful pout. “Little god, you must stand up for me.”
*Who doesn’t know how to act pitiful?* Yun Mingyue thought, pulling Zhou You’s other arm. A stray strand brushed her lips. “Little brother, you can’t kiss your sister and then pretend it never happened.”
“…”
Zhou You glanced between them. *How did this turn into a shura field? You two harassed me—why should I take sides? Who stands up for me?*
*Shaking with frustration. When will boys ever stand up?*
The two older sisters held him tight, voices clashing louder. Passersby stopped, whispering and pointing.
Yun Mingyue swept the crowd with a glance and dropped her smile. Chen Tangtang frowned, her pitiful act vanishing.
A silent understanding passed between them.
Yun Mingyue moved first—a fleeting kiss on Zhou You’s cheek, then burying her face in his chest. In a honeyed murmur meant to melt knees: “My dear~~ Let’s talk elsewhere. You should teach her the household rules, right… *second wife*?”
“???”
*What the hell is ‘second wife’?!* Chen Tangtang bit back fury, clinging to Zhou You’s arm, pressing close—a display meant to spark envy. *Too bad I’m dressed conservatively today…*
“Darling, I’m tired. Let’s find a hotel to rest~~" Her movements grew deliberately suggestive.
Zhou You gently pulled both women closer, shielding their faces from cameras. *I’m just a college student. But if their circles find out…*
He stroked their slender waists calmly. “My dear wives, let’s leave.”
He swaggered away with them tucked under his arms, leaving behind a crowd of utterly stunned onlookers.
???
*Damn! Who is this guy? I want to be his disciple!*
*Not hoping for two beauties like that… but two decent ones? We’d settle.*
“Hiss—honey, don’t pinch!”
“Heh. Wipe your drool. Later, you’ll kneel on a durian for me all night.”
…
Inside a soundproof coffee shop booth—silent even if a fight broke out—the three sat on a curved sofa, Zhou You sandwiched between them.
“Flower Sister, Ice Sister… what was that just now?” Zhou You sipped his coffee, breaking the tension.
He’d played along for fun, never mistaking theater for truth. Still, he didn’t deny his fondness for them. Their sweetness was human nature. Thanks to them, he was truly healing—facing Yun Daidai calmly now, no longer twisted by the past.
Yun Mingyue sat straight, sipping delicately. “I simply didn’t want someone getting too pleased with themselves.”
“Hmph.” Chen Tangtang snorted, lips curling. “Don’t get cocky. It was just a kiss—big deal?”
Tension thickened again.
“Then you kiss him too,” Yun Mingyue challenged, eyes locked on Chen Tangtang. Bold words aside—she’d stop her the moment she tried. A hug? Fine. A kiss? That was hers to guard.
