Volume One, Chapter 5: This House, Demolished

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“Yuelan… you were so cool just now.”

As the two were dragged away, the suit shop returned to its usual calm.

Fang Mo swallowed hard, unsure if it was because Ning Yuelan’s small hand kept linked with his arm, the softness and sensation stirring him, or because they had just sent away two annoying guys, leaving him feeling triumphant.

“So that’s your ex-girlfriend? Lin Xihan?”

“Doesn’t look that great either…”

Ning Yuelan flipped her long hair and pinched Fang Mo’s cheek, smiling indulgently.

“How far did you two get before? Mind telling your sister?”

“I’m really curious.”

Hearing this, Fang Mo glanced at Ning Yuelan with some confusion.

Seeing the young man hesitate to respond, a flicker of sadness crossed Ning Yuelan’s eyes, and her voice lowered slightly.

“Did you hold hands? Hug? Kiss? Or… did you sleep together?”

Damn!

What nonsense was that?

Fang Mo was shocked and quickly shook his head.

“Yuelan, what are you thinking? Lin Xihan always looked down on me. There was no way things went further. During university, the most we did was hold hands.”

At that, Ning Yuelan’s beautiful eyes cleared up again, and the sadness around her eyelids disappeared.

The next moment, she leaned close to Fang Mo’s ear, almost biting his earlobe as she whispered,

“So you didn’t sleep with any girl in those three years? You must be pent up, huh, old hand?”

Pfft—

Fang Mo felt a flush surge from the soles of his feet all the way to the crown of his head!

He even forgot the questions he had intended to ask.

Why, why does Yuelan, a girl, understand men so well…

“Ahem, Yuelan, please watch your language. This is a public place; we need to be civilized.”

Ning Yuelan knew everything had to proceed step by step. After all, he had always treated her as the big sister next door, and now her identity had suddenly changed so drastically.

It was normal that he couldn’t accept it immediately.

Take it slow; after all, sister has all the time in the world.

A charming curve lifted the corner of her lips as she smiled brightly and asked,

“So tell me, do you like your sister more, or Lin Xihan?”

Finally, a normal question.

“Do you even need to ask? Definitely Yuelan!”

Although before it was more like familial affection, now it was somewhere beyond friendship but not quite lovers. Fang Mo himself wasn’t sure how long he could resist a sister so beautiful and wealthy.

Maybe when the couple experience card expires, he’d renew it himself.

Ning Yuelan’s eyes sparkled with amusement, clearly pleased with the answer.

“But Yuelan, how do you know about Lin Xihan? And how do you know her name? I don’t think I ever told you about my ex, right…”

At this, Ning Yuelan’s expression changed.

Uh-oh!

She was about to slip up.

She frowned slightly but quickly relaxed her brow.

“That’s because yesterday when you were drunk at the bar, you mentioned it. You kept mumbling her name while drunk!”

Ah ha?

Me, mumbling Lin Xihan when drunk?

But I didn’t even feel I loved her that much.

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