Chapter 205: Yang Siya's Secret
When the sky was dark that night, Yang Siya quietly tiptoed into the living room and carefully walked upstairs. She glanced at Zhang Yi’s room, a complex expression flashing in her eyes. Changing direction, she approached Zhou Ke’er’s door and gently knocked.
"Come in," Zhou Ke’er whispered, her beautiful face appearing as she opened the door. Seeing Yang Siya, she said softly, "Come in."
Yang Siya slipped into the room, and Zhou Ke’er cautiously checked Zhang Yi’s room before slowly closing the door. Yang Siya took out her phone and handed it to Zhou Ke’er. Sitting on the bed, Zhou Ke’er looked at the message on the phone and immediately frowned deeply.
"This..." Her expression was very complicated, filled with conflict and reluctance. She seemed at a loss for what to do.
Yang Siya walked over and pleaded softly, "Ke’er, you have to help with this. You’ve been with Zhang Yi for a long time; he’ll listen to you more than to me."
Zhou Ke’er looked very hesitant. She placed her white hand on her chest and helplessly said, "I understand how you feel. But I know Zhang Yi too well. He won’t do something !"
Yang Siya grew anxious. "But we can’t just watch and do nothing! She’s your sister, too!"
Zhou Ke’er bit her lip, and her eyes were pained. "But we don’t even know what’s happening over there. Zhang Yi is excessively cautious, and that’s what’s kept us alive. He won’t take this risk!"
Zhou Ke’er, seeing her determined expression, curiously asked, "What do you plan to do?"
Yang Siya’s right hand moved down her neck, over her chest, and down her body. "A woman’s best weapon is her body."
Zhou Ke’er suddenly grew wary. "So, you’re planning to seduce him, right?"
Yang Siya blushed. "It’s not like that! I’m doing this for Xin Xin!"
Zhou Ke’er snorted. "Don’t think I don’t know what you’ve been up to!"
Yang Siya’s eyes avoided Zhou Ke’er’s as she said, "Just tell me if you’ll help or not."
Zhou Ke’er frowned slightly. "Help you?"
She was a smart woman and quickly understood what Yang Siya meant. Her face turned red with embarrassment. "I… I won’t do that! It’s too shameful!"
While the two women discussed how to win over Zhang Yi, there was a knock on the door. Both Zhou Ke’er and Yang Siya were startled. The only person who could be knocking at this time was Zhang Yi.
Yang Siya’s heart raced. They hadn’t finished their conversation, and now Zhang Yi was here. How would they explain?
Zhou Ke’er hurried to open the door. Zhang Yi stood there in black pajamas, looking at her and the seated Yang Siya with a playful expression. He had noticed Yang Siya sneaking upstairs. His cautious nature, or perhaps his spatial abilities, made him sensitive to his surroundings.
He was curious about what these two women had to discuss at night that couldn’t wait until daytime. Both women were in pajamas, Zhou Ke’er in pink and Yang Siya in purple, both very revealing as Zhang Yi had chosen them.
These pajamas covered just enough while revealing tantalizing glimpses of their skin. The sight of their white legs, exposed cleavage, and small, bare feet was highly stimulating.
Zhou Ke’er blushed, and Yang Siya looked like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar, making Zhang Yi suspicious. "Are you two that close?" he asked, tilting Zhou Ke’er’s chin and looking into her eyes.
"You don’t have to hide it from me. I’m pretty open-minded. If you ever want to do this again, feel free to do it in front of me."
"People are naturally curious," Zhang Yi teased.
Even Zhou Ke’er, normally innocent, understood his insinuation. "Oh, you’re awful! I’m not into girls!" she protested, playfully hitting Zhang Yi’s chest.
"Oh, you’re not? Then why are you two in bed together in the middle of the night? Sharing techniques?" Zhang Yi asked, looking at Yang Siya with playful suspicion.
Yang Siya, quick on the uptake, explained, "It’s not like that, Zhang Yi. We were just discussing a family matter."
"Family matter?" Zhang Yi paused. His parents had passed away years ago, and his relatives in Tianhai City were distant. He had no close family ties. However, not everyone was like him.
Zhang Yi entered the room, closed the door, and sat with the two women on the bed. "Tell me. I hope there are no secrets between us."
Zhang Yi smiled at them. "Do you have any relatives you want to bring here?"
They had grown close, having spent time together. If they wanted to leave, Zhang Yi would be reluctant but wouldn’t stop them.
"It’s not that," Zhou Ke’er shook her head, looking sad. "I lost contact with my family after the snowstorm. I don’t know if they’re alive or dead."
Zhou Ke’er’s family was far away, some even abroad, making communication impossible. They were likely dead in the snowstorm.
Zhang Yi nodded and looked at Yang Siya, who seemed uneasy. "Actually... my family contacted me."