Full of tricks and schemes
On a high floor at night, the autumn wind stirred the mist from the swimming pool. Most of the lights were off, and the surroundings were hazy, like a layer of ambiguously textured film.
Even before Cheng Jiqing finished speaking, Bai Xin already felt herself weakening, about to go soft.
A hand, adorned with white jade bodhi beads, slipped past the open overcoat and wrapped around the slender waist beneath. The cool quality of the Buddhist beads, separated by only a thin layer of the qipao fabric, sent a shiver down the spine of the person in her embrace.
She heard Bai Xin’s uneven breath. “Cheng Jiqing, you really know how to bully someone…”
When she couldn’t take it anymore, to make her do it herself.
Bai Xin’s already crimson cheeks grew a shade hotter. Even for her, the thought of… in front of Cheng Jiqing… brought moments of shyness.
“You don’t have to listen.” Cheng Jiqing’s tone sounded very faint, her emotions unclear.
She hadn’t actually thought Bai Xin would really do it. Even as she said it, the tips of her own ears had turned red. She had just heard Bai Xin’s earlier words—On my body, leave your mark, no matter how heavy… as long as you can vent your anger.
She felt Bai Xin’s words were absurd.
She just wanted to retaliate a little, that was all.
Bai Xin smelled the pheromones overflowing from Cheng Jiqing, the scent of peach wine clinging tightly, like chains coiling around her hands, making it difficult to move, difficult to resist.
She bit her lip, suppressing the sounds in her throat, her hand moving towards the slit of her qipao.
She was willing to listen, but could Cheng Jiqing endure it?
Bai Xin could feel Cheng Jiqing’s breathing grow heavier with every sound she made.
Then let them suffer together.
Or be happy together.
Bai Xin’s arm moved up and down. Veins bulged on Cheng Jiqing’s forehead, and sweat dripped down in layers. Bai Xin really couldn’t stand any longer; even with Cheng Jiqing holding her, it wasn’t enough.
“Put me… on the chair…”
Cheng Jiqing heard the wind blow, heard the damp mist striking her eardrums, heard the Omega’s soul-snatching demand.
Cheng Jiqing felt she was going crazy, because she was involuntarily complying.
Human nature finds it hard to resist temptation; under the influence of excitement, the madness and baser instincts deep within become difficult to fight.
She shifted her steps to the side, avoiding the broken glass shards on the floor, and bent down to carry Bai Xin to the lounge chair.
As she leaned down, she still hadn’t let go of Bai Xin’s lower back, and Bai Xin was still continuing.
Their eyes met.
The lily-scented pheromones completely enveloped her, like a cocoon, firmly holding her captive.
Cheng Jiqing looked into those misty peach-blossom eyes, shimmering with moisture, trembling delicately.
A high-heeled shoe landed on the ground with a ‘da’ sound, shattering some of the late-night air.
Bai Xin’s pink toes pressed against Cheng Jiqing’s calf…
Cheng Jiqing narrowed her eyes knowingly, her gaze still on Bai Xin’s face—her pinkish-white lips were caught beneath her teeth, gnawed to an even deeper crimson… Her gaze shifted from the lips back to Bai Xin’s eyes, and she heard a sigh.
Her gaze lowered, and the snow-white teeth released their hold.
Red lips parted slightly.
Her voice, shattered and alluring.
Cheng Jiqing’s eyes instantly surged like a turbulent river, unfathomably deep. The next moment, she pulled Bai Xin up from below!
Bai Xin let out a low cry. Cheng Jiqing gripped Bai Xin’s chin, leaned down, and covered her lips.
A spark ignited a blaze.
The desire was so intense it was unstoppable.
Pheromones of peach wine and lily scent flooded the air. Cheng Jiqing was fierce and ruthless. She tasted a hint of blood in her mouth, unsure whose it was.
Only this time, she held nothing back.
And because of this, Bai Xin once again knew how gentle Cheng Jiqing could be when she wasn’t angry.
But she also really liked this out-of-control person.
Because at this moment, Cheng Jiqing was being impulsive, for her.
The pheromones were too strong; the open-air area wasn’t suitable, but they seemed to have lost even the patience to stop and go into a room.
Cheng Jiqing tore off Bai Xin’s overcoat, threw it to the ground, and pulled her towards the pool.
Water splashed everywhere.
Suddenly falling into the water, Bai Xin’s body sank a little at first. Weakened, she swallowed a few mouthfuls of warm water. Her waist tightened as Cheng Jiqing, who had also sunk, pulled her over to continue.
The night was late, and the dew was heavy. High above, in the blue swimming pool, two shadows overlapped.
Bai Xin leaned against the glass edge of the pool, the collar of her qipao torn. Her palm rested on the underwater glass, her head tilted back slightly as she breathed.
Cheng Jiqing was behind her, parting her submerged hair, drawing close to her neck…
From beginning to end, Bai Xin could only let her have her way.
The pheromones were hidden in the water; the entire pool was filled with a sweet, cloying scent. On the top floor suite, they were at the very edge of the pool. A slight look down, and below the high-rise was a bottomless abyss.
Thus, it was either life or death.
Life was also extreme bliss.
Death was also extreme bliss.
In the midst of their absurd indulgence, Cheng Jiqing’s lips landed by Bai Xin’s ear, her breath rising and falling. “Still dare?”
Intermittent, whimpering sobs, a response shattered to its core.
“No.”
…
“Cheng Jiqing, I’m afraid…”
Cheng Jiqing seemed to hear her say.
But her voice was too hoarse, the wind too fragmented; she wasn’t sure.
A long period of release.
She felt the person draped over her, sobbing uncontrollably, then her fingers clutching hers.
She heard Bai Xin ask in a trembling voice.
“Chengcheng, can you feel it?”
Cheng Jiqing could.
“Chengcheng… my secret.”
Her fingertip touched something.
Something similar to the one on her neck, not as obvious, yet still pulsing warmly, unstoppable.
It wasn’t the first time she had touched it.
Bai Xin was weak, and it was easy to lose balance underwater. Her hand tightly gripped Bai Xin’s waist, while her other hand unconsciously traced it, especially when she noticed Bai Xin flinching and trembling because of it.
She remained silent, waiting for Bai Xin to say it herself.
“My… second… gland.”
The world fell silent.
Time unknown, moment unknown.
Cheng Jiqing carried her out of the water, picked up the overcoat, draped it over Bai Xin, and then walked towards the bathroom.
Water dripped all the way, like a brilliant star path in the dim light.
The person in her arms was utterly drained, completely exhausted.
Bai Xin’s qipao was still on her, but it was so torn it was a mess. Her chest was lightly touched by a finger. Cheng Jiqing looked down, her eyes warning, “Don’t move.”
Bai Xin pressed her lips together. The recent intimacy had just passed, yet there wasn’t a trace of gentleness on Cheng Jiqing’s face. Feelings of grievance and complaint suddenly welled up.
“Cheng Jiqing.”
Her eyes, staring at Cheng Jiqing, were deep and reddened.
Cheng Jiqing sensed that gaze but said nothing.
Lifting her up, she saw the marks on Bai Xin’s neck and legs, and her mood wasn’t great either.
Even after a release, she didn’t feel any pleasure from having worn the person out.
On the contrary, she cared more about what Bai Xin had said in the pool.
A second gland. She had touched it before, but at the time, she just thought everyone’s body structure was different. How could she have known there was such a setting in the ABO world?
She never imagined it was actually a gland.
Let alone know that this was a special physical trait that only a 3S Omega might possess…
They had slept together for so long, yet she only found out now.
Bai Xin had hidden it for so long, for such a long time.
Cheng Jiqing placed her on the washbasin counter, staring at her.
“You’re the one feeling wronged now?” she said irritably. “With so much hidden, who should be feeling wronged?”
At this tone, Bai Xin’s eyelashes fell onto her eyelids, a pale gray layer.
Of course, she knew. That’s why, even when she heard another woman’s voice on Cheng Jiqing’s phone, no matter how angry she was, when she saw Cheng Jiqing again, her reasoning was insufficient.
She didn’t care about others.
But with Cheng Jiqing, she admitted she was in the wrong first, and she was willing to bow her head and apologize.
The eloquent, sharp-tongued Miss Bai also had times when she was stumped, speechless, and quietly listened to a lecture.
Cheng Jiqing lowered her eyes.
“If it weren’t for this incident, would you still have told me?”
“I would have,” Bai Xin said. “I would have.”
Cheng Jiqing heard no hesitation in her tone, and her heart eased slightly.
They were both drenched with pool water. Just as she was about to reach for a towel, her shoulder was gripped tightly.
Bai Xin felt those hands about to let go and grabbed on with all her might, a strength that was better than nothing.
Her saying she planned to tell Cheng Jiqing wasn’t just talk. It was just that at this moment, she couldn’t risk completely losing Cheng Jiqing by revealing everything—she would tell Cheng Jiqing slowly.
Her damp, messy hair framed her stunning eyes and brows.
Adding a touch of ethereal beauty, she said softly.
“To date, 3S Omegas are extremely rare. If I expose my identity, I’ll become an anomaly in this city, perhaps even an object of morbid curiosity… just like the 3S Omegas before. I have to protect myself. I haven’t finished what I need to do. Chengcheng, I’m scared. I’m actually scared of everything. But I’m sorry, I should have trusted you…”
When she heard ‘I’m actually scared of everything,’ Cheng Jiqing’s heart suddenly ached.
“I trust you now, only you.”
Bai Xin cupped Cheng Jiqing’s face with both hands. “Forgive me, okay? Don’t be angry anymore, okay?”
Her warm, damp palms were like her current state of mind.
Her heart was submerged in the warmth of water; the side that touched was warm, so warm it made her feel dazed.
Bai Xin had voluntarily told her the secret that posed the greatest threat to herself. She felt gratified. She actually understood that this was very difficult for Bai Xin.
For someone with such a temperament to bow her head from the heart was also difficult.
Therefore, she wasn’t as angry as before.
Putting herself in her shoes, if she had experienced Bai Xin’s childhood, she would also be cautious and meticulous. Not to mention such a dangerous secret.
She actually cared more about what happened before. If Bai Xin were her, she thought, Bai Xin would also be hurt by the concealment, distrust, and reservations.
These things were unavoidable.
But she also, indeed, didn’t want to prolong the torment. She thought, from now on, both she and Bai Xin would remember this lesson.
From now on, she would tell Bai Xin what she cared about.
From now on, Bai Xin should also know that all she wanted was a heart given without reservation.
Bai Xin’s fingertips were exerting force, uneasy, impatient, forbearing.
Cheng Jiqing’s gaze was drawn to them, landing on Bai Xin’s bruised arm, and she paused slightly.
“How did you get this?”
Bai Xin said slowly, “You pricked yourself too. It’s retribution.”
Cheng Jiqing frowned slightly but said nothing.
She remembered Tang Jia calling her two days ago, saying the inducer agent in Bai Xin’s body was gone, meaning that medicine didn’t need to be made for the time being.
At that time, she thought, Bai Xin wouldn’t actually need her anymore in the future.
This realization, during this period of cold war with Bai Xin, would also make her feel dejected.
But then Bai Xin said she missed her.
She would come through a heavy rain, would humbly admit her mistake, would give herself to her without reservation or regard for anything, and finally confess her most fatal secret.
She was not a saint, nor was she unfeeling like grass or wood.
Especially not towards Bai Xin.
Cheng Jiqing sighed deeply in her heart.
She reached out and gently touched Bai Xin’s reddened gland. It was the mark of a temporary bond, somewhat deep. She asked in a low, hoarse voice, “Does it hurt?”
Love, caresses, tenderness after so many days.
Bai Xin greedily tilted her head. She heard the softening in Cheng Jiqing’s voice. She knew Cheng Jiqing had accepted her gesture of goodwill.
She took her most comfortable breath in days.
Bai Xin leaned forward slightly, wrapping her arms around Cheng Jiqing’s neck, and buried her face. “I can still take a little more.”
Cheng Jiqing’s throat tickled. She let out a light, neither heavy nor light, scoff and commented, “Full of tricks and schemes.”
She paused. “Don’t think you can settle this just like that.”
Her admonishing tone carried a faint trace of gentleness.
Bai Xin took small whiffs of Cheng Jiqing’s scent, the long-missed peach wine.
“I didn’t,” she said slowly, softly.
She understood that if making love could mend everything, there wouldn’t be so many divorced people in the world.
She thought, Cheng Jiqing had seen her heart.
What Cheng Jiqing wanted was, like the person herself, pure and simple.
Cheng Jiqing wanted her heart, so she would learn to give her heart.
“Still want more?”
Hearing this, Cheng Jiqing caressed Bai Xin’s wet back, her breathing tightening slightly. “Doesn’t Miss Bai have to work tomorrow?”
She said it deliberately.
Her hand moved to the back of Bai Xin’s neck, gently kneading.
Bai Xin flinched, then looked up to kiss Cheng Jiqing’s earlobe, conveniently catching a water droplet that was about to fall. “Little CEO Cheng, your Omega is in heat. Are you going to let her go out…”
Temptress.
Cheng Jiqing’s bathrobe was only loosely draped over her when she got out of the pool. She felt Bai Xin’s hand.
Because Cheng Jiqing had taken an inhibitor, after all the commotion, the worst of her rut had passed. Bai Xin, however, was different.
One inhibitor had little effect on Bai Xin.
For the next few days, she would be trapped in a cycle of repeated need.
Cheng Jiqing’s heat rose again. She gave a nonchalant smile. “Oh, so after a fit of anger, I still have to serve you.”
Bai Xin nuzzled Cheng Jiqing’s ear. “I can serve you too…”
As she spoke, her lips left Cheng Jiqing’s earlobe, then her cheek, then her mouth.
Such an obedient cat.
Cheng Jiqing took off the white jade bodhi beads and placed them on the dry counter. Perhaps she wouldn’t be wearing them much for the next two days.
She picked Bai Xin up, both of them dripping wet, and headed into the bathroom.
What serving? In the end, it was just luring her to break her restraint.
Once, twice.
Holding her, she said.
“Bai Xin, don’t lie to me again, remember that.”
For two whole days.
Whether day or night, from the bathtub to the room, to the sofa, to the balcony, to the pool.
Secretive days, open-air nights.
No one knew.
Bai Xin’s eyes were always red these two days, her crying spells unusually frequent, her face flushed, a captivating crimson.
Cheng Jiqing couldn’t stand Bai Xin’s tears the most.
Looking at those eyes, she couldn’t help but soften, so she would stop.
“Don’t…”
A low whimper, again dissatisfied.
Cheng Jiqing simply turned her around, so as not to see those tears, allowing herself to concentrate better—sometimes.
Because sometimes, those pitiful, tear-filled eyes, brimming with a shattered look, would abnormally excite the misbehaving Alpha molecules in her body.
Controlling herself became even harder, and occasionally, she couldn’t control it at all.
On the night of the third day.
Cheng Jiqing and Bai Xin hadn’t left the suite for three days; food was delivered by waiters.
On the sofa, Bai Xin rested her head on Cheng Jiqing’s lap. It was raining outside; it had started drizzling yesterday. She was tired and weary, without a shred of strength.
When things were quiet, it was a picture of peaceful years.
But listening to the faint sounds outside, she would again wonder when to tell Cheng Jiqing about the blood draws and the contract marriage.
Back then, she didn’t know she would end up in this situation. Back then, her use of Cheng Jiqing was purely utilitarian, not just deception.
And now, it had become her real hidden danger.
She wouldn’t let a threat exist forever, so when she decided to give up the drug, she never intended to hide it.
She hadn’t wanted to deceive Cheng Jiqing.
She had wanted to tell Cheng Jiqing.
It was just that Cheng Jiqing’s reaction was beyond her expectations. She was afraid that if she told Cheng Jiqing everything at once, she would lose what she had just gained.
Her thinking was simple, like venture capital: she wouldn’t invest when she was most vulnerable; she needed the right timing.
Bai Xin turned on her side, pressing her face against Cheng Jiqing’s stomach. Even sitting, there was no excess fat. Her fingertips lightly poked… Cheng Jiqing exercised regularly and already had faint abs1; probably due to the past week’s training, they felt even more defined.
Cheng Jiqing’s lower abdomen contracted slightly. Her fingers traced the marks on Bai Xin’s neck.
The ones left on the first day were almost faded.
“Behave yourself, you.” Cheng Jiqing said in a low voice, applying a little pressure. “Doesn’t it hurt?”
She held her phone in one hand, replying to messages in the ‘No-Carb Fairy Group’.
Zhou Qing: 【@Cheng Jiqing Chengcheng, you haven’t seen me for three days, do you miss your friend?】
Cheng Jiqing: 【Three days no see, and Teacher Zhou still wants so much.】
Wang Ning: 【Hahaha.JPG】
Wang Ning: 【@Zhou Qing Are you still thinking about Burn-the-Boats Cheng-Zhou2?】
Zhou Qing: 【Crying.JPG】
Zhou Qing: 【What’s wrong? I was Chengcheng’s wife at one point, don’t I deserve a CP name?】
The group consisted of very experienced actors, but they took good care of her, this ‘newcomer.’
Cheng Jiqing chuckled as she read.
Zhou Qing played the teacher’s current wife in 《Cat and Mint》, who later divorced due to infidelity and domestic violence. So, speaking of which, she had indeed been a wife.
“Who are you chatting with?”
Before Cheng Jiqing could say anything, Bai Xin had already sat up.
“Actors from the crew.” Cheng Jiqing glanced at her expression. “Talking about the script’s characters.”
Bai Xin: “Oh.”
Even from a few brief chat messages, it was clear these people had a good relationship with Cheng Jiqing. This was only her first drama… In the future, there would be many more people around Cheng Jiqing.
Wasn’t there also a Li Yunlan last time?
The more Bai Xin thought, the darker her eyes became. Cheng Jiqing pinched Bai Xin’s cheek. “It’s the people who gave us milk tea at the hotel that day.”
Hearing this, Bai Xin remembered.
“It was the person who gave you milk tea.”
“…”
They offered it to you too, you just didn’t want it.
But Cheng Jiqing didn’t continue to refute, because Bai Xin leaned over, her lips tangling with hers, not just a light touch.
It carried a faint, possessive air.
A few seconds later, Bai Xin pulled back, their foreheads touching. “Cheng Jiqing, am I good-looking?”
“En.” Of course.
“Then what if you meet someone better-looking in the future?”
“Do I like you because you’re good-looking?” Cheng Jiqing scoffed lightly, proactively reassuring her.
Attraction, perhaps, but not like.
The word ‘like,’ bloomed like a peach blossom, making one’s heart flutter. Bai Xin curved her lip, her voice light and tinged with pleasure. “Then why is it?”
Cheng Jiqing gazed at her red lips and said, “I don’t know.”
“Perhaps, it’s just because that person happens to be you.”
What kind of answer was that?
Before Bai Xin could ask.
The doorbell suddenly rang.
A familiar ringing pattern.
Cheng Jiqing and Bai Xin exchanged a look. The latter’s eyes were charming and seductive. “Your little sister is here again.”
Cheng Jiqing: “Do you want to go back to the room first?”
She asked.
Bai Xin looked into Cheng Jiqing’s eyes, silent for a moment. “Not going back.”
“Not going back?”
“It’s not like we need to hide from everyone… right?”
They had discussed this point. After careful consideration, they still chose to temporarily maintain their previous ‘hidden marriage’ status.
Bai Xin’s Omega identity was not known to others, and she wasn’t ready. She had used her Alpha identity for too long; she was used to it and had adapted to this sense of security.
Moreover, Bai Xin hadn’t finished her business yet, and it was also to prevent Bai Zhaoliang’s side from bothering Cheng Jiqing.
Right now, Cheng Jiqing was still in her rising period, and Bai Xin didn’t want Cheng Jiqing to be tainted by these dirty things.
And from Cheng Jiqing’s perspective.
Besides Bai Xin not being mentally prepared, she was also afraid that if Cheng Jing found out, due to her excessive concern for her as her younger sister, she might turn against Bai Xin or disrupt Bai Xin’s plans.
“Song Ling is one of our own, though.”
Cheng Jiqing said.
At least regarding her affairs, Song Ling had never been vague or gossipy. She wasn’t involved with the Bai family, nor did she like Cheng Jing. Simply put, she posed no threat.
Although this person seemed very unreliable.
She was the type who, even if she let something slip, would definitely erase Cheng Jiqing’s name from it.
“Little Princess Song is so good to you, it’s only right that she knows.”
Cheng Jiqing paused, then said helplessly, “Miss Bai, how come you don’t like to eat sour things? I think you’re sour all over.”
The dimples on Bai Xin’s cheeks appeared softly, her peach-blossom eyes scorching. “That’s not what you said this afternoon.”
Cheng Jiqing remembered their wild session in the room that afternoon.
Bai Xin had asked her, Sweet or not?
She had said, “Sweet.”
Cheng Jiqing’s ears grew hot. Listening to the doorbell ringing ‘didi,’ she grasped Bai Xin by the back of her knees and shifted her aside.
Cheng Jiqing went over, first pressed the intercom, and without waiting for Song Ling to exclaim, directly opened the door.
Song Ling probably didn’t expect the door to open so quickly. The large gulp of air she had just inhaled got stuck in her chest…
“…Cough cough cough cough, why did you suddenly open the door?”
“…?”
Cheng Jiqing found it amusing and teased her, “Goodbye then?”
Song Ling: “…”
“You’re so heartless! You player3, have you forgotten the one who, by Daming Lake4 back then, for you…?”
Song Ling’s motion of entering the door abruptly stopped. She stared at the woman who walked over from beside the sofa, arms slightly crossed, wearing a bathrobe, with a seductive look.
“…?!”
Song Ling blinked.
She turned her head to look at Cheng Jiqing, then at Bai Xin, then at Cheng Jiqing, then at Bai Xin again.
Even a fool could see what was going on.
“…Holy sh#t! Xiao Cheng! You’ve fallen?!”
“How could you really be taken down by an Alpha? I told you this woman was trouble! You, you, you…” The latter half, Song Ling pointed at Bai Xin.
“What about me?”
Bai Xin stepped forward and asked softly.
She walked to Cheng Jiqing’s side, slipped her arm through Cheng Jiqing’s, her expression indifferent.
…
A few minutes later.
The three of them sat on the sofa in the living room. Cheng Jiqing and Bai Xin sat together, while Song Ling sat alone on a single armchair.
Song Ling crossed her arms, interrogating.
“Speak, when did it start?”
“Who made the first move? It was definitely you!” The last sentence was still directed at Bai Xin.
Bai Xin looked up. “So?”
Cheng Jiqing was inexplicably worried the two would start fighting. She poured the wine Song Ling had brought the other day into a glass. Bai Xin had decanted it earlier; originally, Bai Xin was going to drink it herself.
She handed it to Song Ling. “It’s been a while.”
Song Ling asked suspiciously, “You haven’t been… with her these past few days, have you?”
Cheng Jiqing coughed lightly.
“…”
Song Ling patted her chest. “You’ve changed! Not telling me is one thing, but doing this and that behind my back in my grand suite! Why didn’t you tell me earlier? If you had told me earlier, maybe I could have rescued you from the siren’s den5.”
Hearing that tone, Bai Xin sneered, “You think this is the Cave of Silken Web6?”
“Who knows if it is or not!”
Song Ling sized up Bai Xin. No wonder she felt something was off during the fire last time.
When Bai Xin and Cheng Jiqing’s scandal first broke, she indeed had a joking attitude because she never thought it was real. But now it was different.
She always felt this woman wasn’t simple. Don’t look at how Xiao Cheng played around before; her true nature wasn’t complicated.
It was fine if everyone was just playing around, but if Cheng Jiqing got serious, the chances of her getting hurt were high.
“Xiao Cheng, ah, you better look carefully, let’s not be impulsive!” Song Ling wasn’t afraid of offending people to their faces.
Bai Xin’s expression turned unhappy.
Cheng Jiqing grabbed Bai Xin’s hand, her nails lightly scraping her palm, and replied, “Not impulsive. You’re the first one around me to know about this.”
Hearing this, Song Ling’s attention immediately shifted. “Really?”
Cheng Jiqing: “Of course.”
Song Ling felt slightly better, lifted her chin, and tossed her pink hair back. Her gaze fell on the two sitting together, and their intertwined hands.
“Are you really serious?”
Cheng Jiqing gave an affirmative answer.
Song Ling scratched her forehead, and after a long while.
“Then why did you suddenly think of telling me?”
Song Ling waited. She was thinking, I’m Cheng Jiqing’s best friend, so Cheng Jiqing felt it was wrong not to tell me, felt ashamed and guilty.
If Cheng Jiqing says that, I can reluctantly let it go.
Cheng Jiqing opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Bai Xin interjected, “What do you think, Miss Song?”
As she spoke, she spread her fingers and intertwined them with Cheng Jiqing’s, their hands clasped tightly.
Song Ling: “?”
Song Ling suddenly felt isolated. She suddenly felt she should be there, or there, or over there, but not here.
Song Ling looked at Cheng Jiqing. “Is she trying to make a point to me?”
“…” Cheng Jiqing said gently, “She isn’t.”
Song Ling: “She is!”
She’s implying I come over too often, disturbing their private world, so she’s telling me outright to be more discerning in the future, right?
There’s no justice, no justice! Staying in her suite that costs over a hundred thousand, and still complaining about her. Is there any justice left?
“Cheng Jiqing, do you think so too? Choose! Woman or sister, choose!”
Cheng Jiqing: “…”
The fatal thing was, childishness was contagious. If one person was childish, it was one thing, but Bai Xin also turned her head to look over.
Cheng Jiqing said, “I choose woman.”
Song Ling: “?”
Bai Xin’s lips curved slightly. Having received a satisfactory answer, she naturally wouldn’t make things difficult. She glanced at Song Ling, then went back to playing with Cheng Jiqing’s fingers.
Song Ling saw Bai Xin’s glance and her eyes widened. The word ‘smug’ was practically carved on this woman’s face.
“But you’re my only good sister, ah.”
Cheng Jiqing picked up a water glass from the table and clinked it against Song Ling’s wine glass. This was the truth; at least, she trusted Song Ling.
Song Ling took a deep breath, her expression softening. That was more like it.
She looked at Bai Xin again, thought for a moment. “Alright, since you’ve said so, your jiejie isn’t an unreasonable person.”
Although Bai Xin was indeed very beautiful, had a great figure, and good skin… No, wait. Although Bai Xin was an Alpha… and seemed to have a bad temper and wasn’t easy to get along with, since Cheng Jiqing herself had accepted it, what else could she do.
Song Ling took two sips of wine. “Cheng Jing definitely doesn’t know, right?”
Cheng Jiqing shook her head.
“I thought so.”
If Cheng Jing knew, could she still be this calm?
But thinking about it, if the two of them were to stay together in the future, Cheng Jing would find out sooner or later. Cheng Jiqing’s older sister was a domineering control freak. What would happen to these two?
“Stop worrying. Just keep this to yourself.”
Cheng Jiqing’s hand was being held, and it tickled a bit. She turned her hand over and squeezed Bai Xin’s, then turned her head and said, “Itchy.”
“You think I need you to tell me?” Song Ling watched the two of them being all lovey-dovey and rolled her eyes. “Aiya, I can’t watch this anymore!”
How did they start showing off their affection in front of me?
“Forget it, I’m leaving, leaving.”
Song Ling pouted, said she was leaving and meant it, getting up and striding out.
Cheng Jiqing just sat on the sofa and looked back. “Help me close the door, thanks.”
Hearing this, Song Ling turned back, baring her teeth. “I won’t!”
The door opened, then slammed shut with a ‘bang.’
The room returned to quiet.
Cheng Jiqing held Bai Xin’s fingers. Was this faint pleasure a psychological thing? Perhaps a little bit of showing off?
And what else?
There was also the satisfaction of being known and acknowledged by an outsider.
And even more so, the joy of sweetness exposed to the sunlight, no longer needing to be hidden.
A faint smile played on Bai Xin’s lips, due to the recent satisfaction. But then, as if thinking of something, her expression suddenly froze slightly…
“Chengcheng, I have something to tell you.”
Bai Xin’s words pulled Cheng Jiqing’s thoughts back.
Recently, because of her relationship with Cheng Jiqing, that matter hadn’t been mentioned. Just now, when Song Ling brought up Cheng Jing, she remembered it.
Cheng Jiqing subconsciously froze. “What?”
She was now somewhat afraid of any ‘accidents’ suddenly popping up.
Like she had PTSD or something.
Bai Xin also noticed Cheng Jiqing’s reaction. Her palm immediately covered Cheng Jiqing’s warm hand, gripping it tightly. “It’s about you and Cheng Jing.”
The author has something to say:
Chengcheng: I’ve given too much these past three days.
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