Ambiguous positions and ambiguous traces; it was a no-brainer to guess what happened last night.
Su Yao’s mind buzzed, and, not giving up, she leaned over to rummage through Su Wanxin’s collar, and then screamed furiously.
"Ah!!!!!!"
Su Wanxin was jolted awake by her scream, covering her chest with both hands to prevent her clothes from being pulled and watching her stamp her feet in anger, which suddenly made her want to laugh.
Su Wanxin tried hard to hold back, but the laughter in her eyes and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth were still caught by Su Yao.
"You’re still laughing?!" Su Yao’s heart shattered. "You little brat, you really are..."
Driven to madness!!!
"Tell me, did Fu Shihan force you?" Su Yao asked in despair, rolling up her sleeves, ready to run next door to chop someone up the moment Su Wanxin nodded.
Su Wanxin pursed her lips and then slowly shook her head with a particularly slow motion.
"No, no..." Su Wanxin murmured in a voice as quiet as a mosquito, "I was willing..."
"How could you be willing? You shouldn’t be willing!" Su Yao persisted. "Did he feed you an aphrodisiac? That bastard, he and I are irreconcilable!"
Su Yao’s emotions were a complex mess, as if her own cabbage had been ravaged by a pig, making her both angry and annoyed.
Seeing her going crazy, Su Wanxin coaxed her by tugging at the hem of her clothes: "Yaoyao, I want to eat the steamed bass you make tonight."
"No fish! Go hungry!"
"I’ve caught a cold, feeling sick."
Su Yao: "..."
Su Yao: "You’re going to be the death of me!"
She poked Su Wanxin’s forehead resentfully, listening to her whine in a tender voice, thinking, who could withstand this? If she were a man, she’d want to do this or that too!
Su Yao: "Didn’t that Mr. Fu give you cold medicine yesterday?!"
"I took it." Su Wanxin nodded repeatedly, "This morning, he even made bird’s nest porridge for me."
"Just a bowl of porridge and he’s bought you over? I’ll make you a whole pot, and you dump him for me!"
Su Yao was so agitated that she gasped for air, sitting by the bed and looking at her, taking a long time to calm down, still feeling uneasy.
Watching Su Wanxin step by step walk towards that same dangerous pit, but unable to stop her, felt truly terrible.
Her sister was really stubborn, the kind that couldn’t be pulled back once she was set on her path.
"Yaoyao, don’t tell mom and dad, or my brother about what’s going on between me and Fu Shihan."
Su Wanxin snuggled up to Su Yao, hugging her arm and pleading softly.
"Okay? Otherwise, they’ll be worried."
"And me? Am I not worried?!" Su Yao was near tears. "What’s so good about that bastard? Worth you being so head over heels, even after smashing your head and bleeding for him, you don’t give up?"
Su Wanxin bit her lip corner, lowered her head, and said with a grievance: "Everything about him is good."
Su Yao: "???"
"I like him. I’ve told you before." Su Wanxin cautiously looked at her. "And... and now he hasn’t done anything wrong to me, if you ask me to speak ill of him, I definitely can’t do that."
Su Wanxin embraced her: "Don’t be afraid, I won’t get into trouble again, you’re with me every day, can’t you tell if I’m happy or not? If one day I speak ill of him, then you take me home."
Su Yao’s heart ached with frustration: "I’m just afraid you won’t be willing to leave when the time comes."
"No, I won’t."
Su Yao: I’m also afraid that Fu Shihan won’t let go when the time comes.
He’s already shamelessly clinging on; in an inattentive moment, he took advantage. How am I supposed to stand against him in the future?
Su Yao felt defeated, with an unwillingness that was infuriating.