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Chapter 340 Why...can't you like me?
340 Why... can't you like me?
Jiang Jinghuai was slightly taken aback.
It wasn't that he felt pain, but rather... Wen Yao's slap felt good to him.
He looked excited, his eyes shining brightly: "Sister, slap me again."
Wen Yao:? ? ?
are you crazy!
What a strange request!
She recoiled her hand as if she had been electrocuted.
Jiang Jinghuai gave a bitter laugh: "Do you hate me that much? So much that... you feel disgusted even touching me?"
Wen Yao typed with her head down: 【Have you been reading too many angst-filled youth novels?】
Before I could even finish typing the last character's pinyin, my waist was suddenly grabbed.
Wen Yao's eyes widened.
It was Jiang Jinghuai who put his arm around her waist, suddenly closing the distance between them.
"Sister, I'm the one wearing the clothes you made, and I'm the one walking the runway. I'm clearly younger than him, and I look better in clothes than him..."
Jiang Jinghuai choked up, "It's fine if you treat me as his substitute, but could you... could you please not abandon me..."
The innocent-looking young man burst into tears, revealing a vulnerable and broken side.
Wen Yao was a little confused. Why was Jiang Jinghuai acting so crazy?
"I know who you wrote that line for. 'Dedicated to my eternal love…'" Jiang Jinghuai looked up, his dark, moist eyes shimmering with tiny, fragmented lights. "Fu Qianchuan, right?"
Wen Yao's eyes darted around; she neither admitted nor denied it.
"It really was him..." Jiang Jinghuai smiled dejectedly. He had already guessed the answer, so why did he still feel so bad after it was confirmed?
"And what about me? What am I to my sister?"
Wen Yao's eyes were blank.
Do I still need to ask?
"Don't answer...please, don't answer..."
Jiang Jinghuai was incoherent and kept repeating himself, but Wen Yao assumed he was just drunk.
"Go back to your room." She typed the two words sharply.
"I'll drink one last glass, I promise, I'll definitely go back after I finish this one..." Jiang Jinghuai's eyelashes fluttered like a blooming white lotus, "But, I don't have a hand to hold the glass..."
Wen Yao was exasperated and tried to pry Jiang Jinghuai's hand away.
I don't know where this brat got his strength from. She's so strong, she tried to pry Jiang Jinghuai's fingers until they were red, but she still couldn't pry them open!
Wen Yao took a deep breath.
Don't get angry, don't get angry, anger will make you sick and no one can take your place.
Poor kid, he's at an age that even dogs wouldn't want to mess with.
She casually picked up a glass of wine from the table and fed it to Jiang Jinghuai.
But Jiang Jinghuai was completely uncooperative; the wine spilled down his lips, slid over his prominent Adam's apple, and then over his clean, pale collarbone…
"Sorry, sister, I'm so dizzy..."
Wen Yao patiently picked up another cup.
This time, even more was sprinkled, meandering deep into the shirt...
If any viewers of "All Stars" witnessed this scene, they would definitely blurt out:
Huai Zi, you little rascal, are you possessed by Daji?!
But Jiang Daji didn't meet her King Zhou; instead, she met Wen Yao, a straightforward and honest woman.
Wen Yao insisted on buttoning up all the buttons on his shirt, which he had deliberately left open, one by one!
Jiang Jinghuai: "..."
Is his physique really that bad?
Top male models, darlings of fashion week, are starting to question their existence.
A deep sense of frustration overwhelmed Jiang Jinghuai.
His forehead pressed against Wen Yao's lower abdomen, his voice trembling:
"Sister...I've always, always liked you..."
Wen Yao assumed it was a younger brother's affection for his older sister, and patted his head haphazardly a couple of times.
"But why...can't you like me?"
"Even just a little bit, just a little bit will do..."
"I can do better than Fu Qianchuan. Give me a chance, okay?"
pat-
A raindrop hit Wen Yao's nose.
The sudden rain caught Wen Yao off guard.
As the pattering raindrops fell on the phone screen, Wen Yao finally managed to type out the following:
I am your older sister.
Jiang Jinghuai became agitated: "You're not! We're not close relatives. That slight blood relation, neither legally nor medically, will be an obstacle to us being together!"
"..."
Like the moon emerging from the clouds, Wen Yao suddenly had a profound realization.
It turns out that the "like" Jiang Jinghuai always talked about wasn't the kind of affection a younger brother has for his older sister...
Wen Yao: [But I only see you as a younger brother.]
Jiang Jinghuai asked incredulously, "Is this...your answer? You really haven't had even a single second, not even a tiny bit...feelings for me that go beyond those of a younger brother?"
The rain intensified, blurring the view so much that it was impossible to tell whether the water on Jiang Jinghuai's face was rain or tears.
Wen Yao remained silent.
Sometimes silence is also a form of response.
Jiang Jinghuai's hand, which had been holding her, had somehow let go. He leaned back in his chair, looking dejected and disheveled.
"I was just being sentimental."
"So, I'm not even a stand-in after all."
"Jiang Jinghuai!" A loud shout rang out, and Gu Yan strode over. "Are you crazy? Why are you making my sister stand in the rain?"
He grabbed Wen Yao's wrist: "Let's go."
Wen Yao hesitated for a moment, then pointed at Jiang Jinghuai.
Gu Yan sneered: "Let him act in a melodrama if he wants to. He won't die from getting caught in the rain for a while."
"..."
corridor.
As soon as Wen Yao and her brother stepped out of the elevator, they heard a deafening slamming of the door.
Fu Wanzhou stormed out of Fu Qianchuan's parents' room, and when her eyes met Wen Yao's, she was clearly taken aback.
"Yao-mei, is it raining outside?" He took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Wen Yao. "Wipe your hands."
Heaven knows that he, who used to forget to bring toilet paper even when he pooped, unknowingly developed the habit of carrying tissues because of Wen Yao.
Wen Yao: [What happened?]
Fu Wanzhou glossed over the matter vaguely: "It's nothing serious about family matters. You and Auntie should get some rest."
Fu Wanzhou took the elevator downstairs.
Wen Yao was a little confused. The suite could accommodate the entire Fu family, so why did Fu Wanzhou slip away?
"Don't be so gossipy. Every family has its own problems, and arguments are normal." Gu Yan said nonchalantly, but he had a vague idea in his mind.
The Fu family is likely about to undergo a major upheaval.
...
The next day.
"Welcome to our live stream! Today's episode is a special one!"
"Join our family in 'Survival for All'! Let's welcome our guests' friends and family~~"
"The Yunxing Yunyue group invited Ms. Jin, the godmother of the two!"
I've read the news; this seems to be the director of the Yunxing Yunyue Orphanage...
[Oh my god, how must Ms. Jin have felt when she found out that her two children had been abused by their adoptive family...]
"Lin Xinwei and Lu Anbo's team invited their good friend and joint manager, Mr. Xiao!"
"Just call me Handsome Bro," Manager Xiao said with a smile.
"Fu Wanzhou invited his uncle, Mr. Fu Jinzhong!"
Fu Jinzhong nodded in acknowledgment, his aura dignified and imposing.
"Who did Yao Mei Gu Yan invite?" Director Cui said mysteriously, "You can all guess which mystery guest it will be."