Gu Wan’er knew she was in deep trouble. If Yu Xiaoduo found out, he would definitely kill her. Maybe she should just call him and turn herself in.
After a moment’s thought, she pulled out her phone and called Yu Xiaoduo. Coming clean on her own had to be better than getting caught red-handed, right?
Yu Xiaoduo was still lying in bed, chatting with Gu Yun’er on WeChat. When he saw Gu Wan’er’s name pop up on the screen, his heart skipped a guilty beat.
“Hello? What’s up?”
Gu Wan’er let out a light laugh. “What are you up to?”
“What else could I be doing? Just resting.”
“And Yun’er?”
“Taking an afternoon nap, I think,” Yu Xiaoduo replied with a grin. He put the call on speaker so it wouldn’t interrupt his chat with Yun’er.
Suddenly, a question popped into his head, and he asked out of curiosity, “Yun’er mentioned you have a boyfriend—would Xiao Yu get upset? Your fiancé, I mean?”
“Him? He’s hardly a fiancé. My family’s hoping for a marriage alliance, though. If it falls through, I’ll probably end up married to him anyway.” Gu Wan’er let out a long sigh after saying that.
Yu Xiaoduo teased her, “From what your sister says, the guy’s doing pretty well for himself. You still don’t like him?”
“Stop poking your nose into girls’ business. Such a gossip.”
“Hey, I’m just trying to get the full picture. What if I run into him someday? I need to know how to act so I don’t mess up your vibe.”
“Just ignore him. That’s all you need to do.”
Yu Xiaoduo sighed to himself. Gu Wan’er sure had high standards—no wonder her dad was so mad at her. This was a girl who chased her freedom, and you didn’t mess with that.
Now it was Gu Wan’er’s turn to ask: “Did Fatty call you earlier to ask for help chasing a girl?”
“To be precise, she’s not a girl anymore. She’s a woman.”
“…”
“What do you mean, ‘a woman’ came up?” Gu Wan’er exclaimed, quickly grabbing some sunflower seeds to calm her nerves.
“Fatty’s got a unique taste. Most of us go for young and pretty, but he’s different—he likes older women with kids.”
Gu Wan’er was a bit surprised. “Honestly, I think Fatty’s got good taste. Haven’t you heard the saying, ‘A wife three years older brings you gold’?”
“Yeah, and a wife three thousand years older gets you into the immortal ranks,” Yu Xiaoduo shot back.
Gu Wan’er knew better than to trade barbs with him—she’d never win. “So how can I help? Last time, I totally messed up your blind date.”
“Women understand women better, don’t they? Just give Fatty a few pointers, and he’ll take it from there.”
“Alright, I’ll do my best. But there’s one more thing I need to tell you.” Gu Wan’er’s tone suddenly shifted, like someone who’d done something wrong.
Yu Xiaoduo caught it immediately. Narrowing his eyes, he asked, “What did you do?”
“Oh, nothing much! Fatty asked you to carry him in ranked games, right? I thought it was just Gold-tier, so I logged into your account…”
Yu Xiaoduo froze for a second, then burst out laughing and smacked the blanket. “Did Fatty suffer through that?”
“Yeah, yeah! After three matches, he wanted to kill me!”
“Oh man, my stomach hurts from laughing! You’re so bad at the game!”
“Who knew you guys played at such high ranks? I probably got reported—they banned the account for a year.”
Yu Xiaoduo’s grin instantly froze. The expression on his face was absolutely priceless—like he’d gone from pure joy to utter despair in the blink of an eye, and his emotions couldn’t keep up.
“Say that again?”
“Oh, your mom’s calling me—I gotta go help! Talk later, bye!” Gu Wan’er hung up in a flash. She could almost feel the murderous intent radiating from the phone. Geez, it’s just your game account, why so grumpy? Cheapskate.
Yu Xiaoduo had been laughing at Zhao Liang’s bad luck earlier, but now it turned out he was the unlucky one. Talk about trouble piling up. Karma, right?
Heh. But Gu Wan’er probably didn’t realize that was just his smurf account. Look at her, all scared.
Suddenly, his phone rang again. Yu Xiaoduo thought it was Gu Wan’er calling back, but when he looked closer, he saw it was Sister Bai. She must have something important—usually they just chatted on WeChat.
“Sister Bai.”
“Mm. What are you doing?” Her voice carried a hint of affection that made Yu Xiaoduo feel warm inside. If Sister Bai always talked to him like that, he’d be over the moon.
“Just lying in bed resting. I pulled a muscle yesterday.”
“Nothing serious, I hope? I told you not to rush into things, but you never listen.” There was a gentle scolding in Bai Ji’s tone, and Yu Xiaoduo found it strangely comforting.
“I should’ve listened to you, Sister Bai.”
Bai Ji chuckled softly. “Get some good rest. Tomorrow evening, I’m taking you to meet a few elders. Ye Shishi will be there too—no more bickering, alright?”
“Of course, of course. Whatever you say, Sister Bai.”
“You little rascal. Oh, and bring your boyfriend along too.”
Yu Xiaoduo was taken aback. What was Sister Bai up to? Was she planning to teach him a lesson, make him see how out of his depth he was?
“Sister Bai, why bring him? He’s not really used to that kind of scene.” Yu Xiaoduo didn’t want Gu Wan’er there. Sister Bai would definitely set some trap, and if they couldn’t handle it, it would be so embarrassing.
“That’s exactly why he should come—so he can get used to it. It’s settled. I’ll send you the address tomorrow. See you then.”
After hanging up, Yu Xiaoduo let out a long sigh. What a mess. He quickly called Gu Wan’er.
But the woman didn’t pick up. Was she that scared of getting chewed out?
Gu Wan’er glanced at the incoming call from Yu Xiaoduo and shrugged. No way I’m answering—I know you’re just gonna yell at me.
Then she saw a WeChat message from him and froze. She immediately tried to call him back.
Yu Xiaoduo hung up straight away. Nope, not answering. Ha, take that! Let her panic.
Gu Wan’er finally understood what it meant to shoot herself in the foot. What could she do now? Butter him up, of course.
“Brother Yu, you’re a big man—surely you won’t hold a grudge against a woman?”
Reading her message, Yu Xiaoduo smirked. She’s only a few months older than me and she wants to act like my big sister? Bold move.
But hey, if she calls me “Brother Yu” a few more times, maybe I’ll let her off the hook.
Unfortunately, Gu Wan’er only sent that one line and then went silent. Now Yu Xiaoduo was the one left scratching his head—until his phone buzzed again.
“Yu Xiaoduo, there’s so much junk files on your computer. Want me to delete them for you?” Attached was a photo.
Yu Xiaoduo took one look and cursed under his breath. He immediately called Gu Wan’er.
Gu Wan’er giggled to herself. Gotcha now, huh?
“Hello?”
“Jokes are jokes, but don’t mess with my files.”
“Fine, I forgive you.”
Yu Xiaoduo couldn’t help but laugh despite himself. “So what are we gonna do tomorrow?”
“How about I say I’m sick and can’t go?” Gu Wan’er actually wanted to go, but she was afraid she wouldn’t play the part of Yu Xiaoduo well enough and end up making him lose face.
“No way. Then I’d look even worse in front of everyone.”
“Then you tell me what to do, and I’ll follow your lead.” Gu Wan’er figured she’d rather do nothing than screw up and get called an idiot later.
Yu Xiaoduo thought it over. His reputation was at stake. “We’re going. Just don’t say anything dumb.”
“Got it. Promise.”
“Why do I feel like I can’t trust you? Like you’re gonna stab me in the back.”
“Stab you? You’re overthinking it, Comrade Yu Xiaoduo. I, Gu Wan’er, am a loyal person. You help me, and I won’t forget it.”
“Fine, fine. Sister Bai’s planning to introduce you to some big shots and also give me a lesson.”
Gu Wan’er was taken aback. “But Sister Bai doesn’t even know you. Why would she target you?”
