A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

After the sound of a door closing came from the second floor, only two people remained in the living room.

Lin Chunuan sat on one side of the sofa, twisting the hem of her skirt with her fingers.

Mu Jinghuan huddled in the corner on the other side, her face half-covered by a cushion.

The two people sat two empty seats apart, neither of them speaking, making the sofa area seem particularly deserted.

After a brief silence, Lin Chunuan decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock.

During this period, the two sisters lived under the same roof. Her relationship with Mu Jinghuan was not particularly close, but it was always quite harmonious.

No wonder.

The little robot is different from ordinary people.

Her world is free of twists and turns, hidden meanings, and double standards; it's as simple as a glass of warm water.

Being with her is comfortable; I don't have to think or be on guard.

At this critical juncture, Huanhuan is probably the only one I can talk to.

Lin Chunuan moved her body and sat down in the empty seat in the middle.

Mu Jinghuan hugged the pillow and moved a little further away.

Lin Chunuan: ?

Undeterred, she shuffled forward another half inch.

The little robot didn't even lift its head, and moved half an inch further while hugging the pillow.

She moved, and so did she.

The two of them moved horizontally along the sofa, but the distance between them didn't shorten at all. It looked like Mu Jinghuan was about to squeeze out from the other end of the sofa.

"What's wrong with you?"

Lin Chunuan stopped and asked her.

The little robot finally responded.

She shrank her face behind the cushion, turned her head away, and her voice came out muffledly from behind the cushion.

"You made my sister angry..."

"...I don't play with people who make my sister angry."

The reason is simple, direct, and irrefutable.

Lin Chunuan opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

In her mind, right and wrong were so clear: her older sister was important, the person who made her sister angry was wrong, and she wouldn't play with the wrong person.

There was no hatred, no scheming, and even anger was completely dispelled.

"..."

Lin Chunuan shrank back into her corner and lowered her head.

The little confidence I had left was further eroded.

Do you regret it...?

Actually, a little.

But if she had to do it all over again, she would still do it.

..............

The second floor.

When Shen Ye pushed open the door, he had already prepared a thousand plans in his mind.

As expected, Mu Jingyan might lie on the bed and cry, stare blankly out the window, or grab a pillow and throw it at him.

He had even figured out how to catch the crying and how to catch the smashing.

But when they opened the door, nothing matched up.

Mu Jingyan stood in front of the wardrobe.

The cabinet door was open, and she was taking things out one by one.

The neatly folded knitwear and hanging dresses were all packed into a suitcase.

Those were her clothes.

"What are you going to do?"

Shen Ye's face immediately darkened.

The worst outcome still happened.

He could easily see that Mu Jingyan was about to move out. She packed her things, packed them up, and then left the villa without looking back, leaving him behind.

The girl did not answer.

Without stopping, she took out another dress, stuffed it directly into the box without even folding it.

Shen Ye would not grant her wish.

She took out one item, and he followed, took out another, and put it back.

She accepts, he releases.

She takes it back, and he lets it go.

The two of them stood one in front of the other, silently tug-of-war around the wardrobe for most of the day, but the wardrobe remained empty, and neither of them accomplished anything.

"..."

Mu Jingyan finally stopped.

She turned around, looked at him expressionlessly, and didn't say a word.

Those usually calm eyes were now filled with tears.

Shen Ye's heart clenched.

He stepped forward, opened his arms, and pulled the person into his embrace, holding them tightly.

"Please don't go, okay?"

He said in a low voice.

The person in his arms remained frozen, neither returning the embrace nor breaking free.

Several seconds later, a muffled sound came from above, already trembling.

"Clearly, clearly you promised me first..."

"And now, what's going on with Lin Chunuan?"

When asked further, the last syllable of the question broke off.

"It was my fault."

Shen Ye rested his chin on the top of her head, recognizing her decisively.

"I haven't made up my mind."

The person in my arms remained silent for a few seconds.

Then, the sound became even softer, so soft it almost seemed to dissipate.

"Then, can I leave?"

A tentative attempt, choked with sobs.

Shen Ye felt as if someone had squeezed his heart.

He rarely saw her cry.

The last time I remember was when she had just moved from Qin Xian's house. He accompanied her back to get her things, and she squatted in front of the wardrobe, crying with her shoulders shaking.

That time, I was able to hug her, comfort her, and confidently say, "I'm here."

But this time, he himself was the culprit.

It breaks my heart.

But feeling sorry for him shouldn't influence his decision.

"no."

He answered without hesitation for even a second.

He tightened his arms and pulled the person closer to him.

"You're my girlfriend, I won't let you go."

As soon as the words fell—

"Awoo."

Without saying a word, Mu Jingyan turned her head and bit his shoulder hard.

Even through the shirt, the bite was merciless, the teeth sinking deep into the flesh.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through my shoulder.

Shen Ye frowned.

He groaned, but swallowed it back down.

Neither push nor dodge.

He didn't utter a sound of pain, just held her and let her bite him.

For a long, long time.

Perhaps because her jaw was sore from keeping her mouth open for so long, the girl slowly opened her mouth.

The shoulder of the shirt was soaked, with a puddle of water spreading out and revealing deep and shallow teeth marks.

"Are you feeling better?"

Shen Ye lowered his head and asked her.

His response was a powerful punch.

"Bang."

Mu Jingyan swung her arm and punched him in the chest.

The force was considerable, but unfortunately, when it hit Shen Ye, it was barely more than a tickle.

"You think I'll forgive you just because you let me bite you...?"

She kept her head down, her voice muffled and nasal.

"Then I'll let you bite it a few more times."

Shen Ye shrugged his shoulders forward, fully embracing his shamelessness.

"..."

Mu Jingyan looked up and glared at him.

With tears clinging to her eyelashes, the power of that glare was practically zero.

But the next second, she did something that surprised Shen Ye.

She grabbed his collar and pulled him down.

The two were already about the same height, and with this pull, their foreheads almost touched, their eyes met, and they looked at each other at eye level.

We were so close that we could see the bloodshot veins in her eyes.

"I'm asking you."

Her voice was very low and steady, as steady as a string stretched to its limit.

Do you love me, or do you love Lin Chunuan?

"Of course it's you."

Shen Ye did not hesitate or evade.

However, Mu Jingyan was not satisfied.

"What about Lin Chunuan?"

She stared into his eyes and asked him, word by word.

"She just said that you and she 'almost' had something going on. You like me, aren't you going to care about her?"

Behind these questions lies her own scale.

Shen Ye's current actions would make him a complete scumbag in any girl's eyes.

She didn't want him to verbally take sides.

What she was really weighing was whether this man, in order to please her, would turn around and kick Lin Chunuan aside...

That would be more than just being scum.

That's a lack of responsibility.

Today she can abandon Nuannuan for her, tomorrow she can abandon her for someone else.

She definitely didn't want that kind of answer.

"Tube."

Shen Ye said.

"Nuannuan is my sister, I will not abandon her."

"And what about me?"

Mu Jingyan's hand was still gripping his collar, her knuckles turning white.

"Didn't you say you loved me?"

That's just how people are.

Some questions are impossible to answer correctly; no answer can satisfy anyone.

Mu Jingyan just held onto him and waited.

Their breaths mingled within a half-inch of each other; neither of them backed down.

"I like you, and I love you."

Shen Ye spoke.

"I love Nuannuan too."

"But these two things are different."

Mu Jingyan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"What's different?"

Shen Ye raised his hand and covered the back of her hand that was clutching her collar. He gently pried her pale fingers apart from the fabric one by one, and then interlocked his fingers with hers.

"My love for you is unwavering."

"It's all about spoiling Nuan Nuan."

"......"