Gu Jin gave her a friendly yet distant smile, ignoring Yang Miaomiao’s outstretched hand, instead casually tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
She nodded lightly to Yang Miaomiao, a basic polite response.
Then, she gave An Mingji a gentle smile, and softly said, "I’ll leave with Jiajie and the others first. Be careful outside, call when you’re leaving, and we’ll go ho together."
"Okay, got it." The young man responded.
"Does sister not like ?" Yang Miaomiao suddenly spoke up, sounding aggrieved.
The Gu siblings, Gu Jiajie and Gu Minmin, who were about to turn and leave, exchanged a glance filled with deeper aning and a hint of amusent at the unfolding drama.
In their eyes, this girl was asking for trouble by provoking Gu Jin.
Gu Jin was montarily stunned, watching Yang Miaomiao’s pouty, aggrieved expression, her smile deepening.
She chuckled softly, her sparkling eyes glancing at Yang Miaomiao, "Little sister, how old are you?"
Yang Miaomiao’s smile had vanished, leaving only grievance, sadness, and hurt.
She fidgeted with her fingers, glanced sideways at the indifferent An Mingji, and lightly bit her lip.
"I’m sixteen this year."
Gu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, pretending to be earnest, "You’re indeed younger than , younger by three years."
The bystanders outside room 8666 showed surprise when they heard Gu Jin’s age.
Because today, both her attire and deanor seed exceptionally mature, offering an irresistible feminine allure.
Yet none had guessed she was only nineteen.
Yang Miaomiao, hearing this, showed a flash of triumph in her eyes, though her face displayed a shy smile.
Gu Jin continued, "Even if I’m older than you, I don’t have a sister as old as you. I can’t bear the title of sister."
"But... I only called you sister out of politeness because you’re An Mingji’s sister!"
Yang Miaomiao stepped back in disbelief, looking visibly hurt, tears welling up in her eyes.
The tears ca swiftly, catching everyone off guard.
Among those watching, so of the male classmates felt a surge of protectiveness.
"Then you could always add two words before ’sister’." Gu Jin curled her red lips, her confident aura undiminished.
She was proud yet remained elegant, maintaining a friendly smile throughout.
"What two words?"
Yang Miaomiao remained silent; the question was posed by one of An Mingji’s classmates nearby.
This male classmate seed to speak in defense of Yang Miaomiao, his tone quite unfriendly.
Gu Jin raised her eyes and gave the male classmate a brilliant smile, which instantly faded his anger, leaving him awestruck.
The other students around were also stunned by Gu Jin’s smile.
An Mingji’s sister was astonishingly beautiful!
She was flawlessly beautiful, like a blooming lily, addictive and intoxicating.
Gu Jin stared at the crowd behind her, slowly leaning towards Yang Miaomiao’s ear, speaking clearly so everyone could hear, "Mingji, next ti you see , rember to call Mingji Sister."
Yang Miaomiao’s face turned extrely unpleasant, unable to maintain calmness any longer.
She felt she was like a clown, without gaining any advantage.
Without being noticed by others, she glared at Gu Jin with resentnt and anger, seemingly wanting to tear her smiling face apart.
As she directed her unfriendly air towards Gu Jin, she didn’t notice An Mingji beside her, gazing at her with a cold and frightening look.
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