“Didn’t you want to be my boyfriend? You don’t even dare take a little test like this?” Xiao Luan’s words were full of provocation.
Gu Wan’er smiled indifferently. “Fine, fine.”
“That’s more like a man. Let’s go.”
Looking at the excited Xiao Luan, Gu Wan’er thought: Comrade Yu Xiaoduo, I’m helping you chase my best friend here. You’d better repay me well—give me a big red envelope when you get married.
But what if, on their wedding night, she ended up in Yu Xiaoduo’s body? Gu Wan’er could already picture it in her mind.
“Yu Xiaoduo, what are you standing there for?” Xiao Luan waved from beside the car and this time got straight into the passenger seat.
Gu Wan’er ran over, embarrassed. How could she have such wicked thoughts? Terrifying. It must be the male hormones stimulating her mind.
Meanwhile, Yu Xiaoduo arrived at Bai Ji’s home. What he never expected was that Sister Bai actually lived very close to him—but her neighborhood was five times more expensive than his. After all, these were river-view apartments.
“Sit wherever you like. Treat it like your own home,” Bai Ji said with a gentle smile, then went into the bedroom to change into casual clothes.
Yu Xiaoduo felt that Sister Bai seemed less sharp now and more gentle—what a stunning woman.
Putting on an apron, Bai Ji began cooking herself. Apart from Bai Ji’s grandfather, no one else had ever eaten food cooked by her own hands—of course, now there was one more.
“Sister Bai, let me help you,” Yu Xiaoduo volunteered, stepping forward.
“Be good and go watch TV. Today, let Sister Bai cook a meal for you.”
Yu Xiaoduo knew Sister Bai was thanking him—if only she were really thanking him.
“Alright, alright. I’ll go watch TV.”
“That’s a good boy.”
Yu Xiaoduo felt helpless. Sister Bai was treating him like a child—no, she was treating Gu Wan’er like a child.
The sound of chopping echoed from the kitchen—da-da-da. From the skill alone, one could tell Sister Bai’s knife work was excellent. Soon a delicious aroma drifted out. He never would have guessed Sister Bai had such cooking skills. If she ever got married, that man must have saved the galaxy in a past life.
How could Yu Xiaoduo be in the mood to watch TV? Sister Bai’s back view was countless times more appealing than the TV. He got up and went to the kitchen, reached out, grabbed a piece of beef, and popped it into his mouth—so tender.
“Tsk, sneaking bites. Go wash your hands,” Bai Ji said, holding a spatula, like an older sister teaching a disobedient younger sister a lesson.
“Hahaha, Sister Bai, your cooking is so good. Last time I said I’d cook for you, and now I’ve ended up making you cook instead.”
“Sister Bai has that meal of yours in mind. I won’t forget it.”
Yu Xiaoduo chuckled and went to wash his hands first.
Three dishes and a soup were soon brought to the table. Bai Ji didn’t bring out any alcohol—she still remembered vividly how drunk Wan’er had gotten last time—so she brought out a bottle of juice instead.
“Wan’er, Sister Bai really thanks you so much this time. You did me a huge favor,” Bai Ji said seriously, looking at Yu Xiaoduo.
Seeing how serious Sister Bai was, Yu Xiaoduo said modestly, “Sister Bai, you helped me a lot before too.”
“It’s not the same. If you ever have any difficulties in the future, just tell Sister Bai, understand?”
“Yeah. Don’t get impatient with me, Sister Bai.” Yu Xiaoduo felt things were solid this time. With Sister Bai tied close to them, Gu Wan’er would have a powerful backer.
In this situation, if Gu Wan’er was strong, he’d have an easier time; if Gu Wan’er was doomed, he wouldn’t fare well either.
“Cheers.” Bai Ji raised her juice and smiled.
“Cheers.”
After taking a sip of his drink, Yu Xiaoduo asked curiously, “Do you live here alone, Sister Bai?”
When he’d first come in, Yu Xiaoduo had noticed men’s slippers. He really couldn’t help asking.
“Grandpa comes over sometimes,” Bai Ji said with a faint smile, putting food in Yu Xiaoduo’s bowl, looking especially gentle and considerate.
Yu Xiaoduo breathed a sigh of relief. See, I knew it. Sister Bai said she didn’t have a boyfriend, so she definitely didn’t. So it was very likely a family elder’s.
“Sister Bai, your grandfather is the real Master Bai, right?”
“Master Bai is a title passed down in our Bai family. My grandfather was one of its holders,” Bai Ji explained carefully.
“I see. Sister Bai, what happened this time was pretty dangerous, wasn’t it?”
Bai Ji let out a low laugh and said calmly, “Some things have to be done by someone. That’s also the mission of Master Bai.”
Yu Xiaoduo truly admired the woman before him. Sister Bai’s beauty wasn’t just in her looks—her whole being seemed to radiate a sacred golden light. Steady, Yu Xiaoduo. Don’t get bewitched by Sister Bai. She’ll cast you into the animal realm. Yun’er is safer.
“You little girls should just do your business honestly. While I wasn’t around, how have you been? Has anyone bullied you? Sister Bai will help you get even.”
Hearing Sister Bai’s words, Yu Xiaoduo froze. Someone had said things like this to him before—it gave a very strong sense of security, a solid feeling of support.
“What’s wrong?” Seeing “Gu Wan’er” spacing out, Bai Ji asked with concern.
Yu Xiaoduo snapped back to his senses and smiled. “Nothing. I’ve been doing pretty well lately—I can handle everything myself.”
“Shishi didn’t give you any trouble, did she?”
Although Second Brother didn’t cause trouble, she was full of provocation.
“No.”
“Shishi grew up around her older brothers, so she’s a carefree, straightforward girl. But once she sincerely respects someone, she’s very obedient.”
Yu Xiaoduo grinned mischievously. “Sister Bai, Ye Shishi must have suffered plenty at your hands. She looks at you like a mouse looking at a cat.”
“Hehe, you guessed right. I remember she was only sixteen that year. After hearing about me, she started running her mouth about challenging me and even taking my place. She was incredibly cocky.” Recalling the past, Bai Ji smiled too.
As Yu Xiaoduo listened, a picture formed in his mind. Ye Shishi really was cocky—just like him.
“And then you crushed her, Sister Bai.”
“She cried.”
Yu Xiaoduo was speechless.
“Just like when we first met. I called her over, and she kept clamoring to compete, like a little kid.”
Yu Xiaoduo thought to himself that Sister Bai was impressive. Ye Shishi had lost to him, but she was genuinely skilled. If Sister Bai could make Ye Shishi cry from being crushed, Sister Bai’s own skills were probably extraordinary too.
“But Shishi is also a pitiful child. She never had a mother’s love growing up. She and her brothers were raised by a butler.”
“I see. Did her mother die of illness?”
“She died in childbirth while giving birth to her. Shishi feels very uneasy about it—she thinks she’s the one who killed her mother.”
Yu Xiaoduo nodded. No wonder Ye Shishi had such an odd personality—there were reasons behind it.
“Sister Bai, how do you know so much about her?”
“She cried and poured her heart out in my arms.”
Yu Xiaoduo’s mouth twitched. It was hard to imagine Ye Shishi bawling her eyes out—after all, she seemed like the kind of girl who bleeds but never cries.
