This Gu Shaocheng, how could he be so unreliable? He clearly promised to keep it a secret, yet he turned around and let Hua Hua know. And look at him now, all worked up, clearly got half the story wrong, causing a huge misunderstanding, and he’s sulking with !
"Do you have anything else to say?" Hua Hua was so angry, it felt like his heart and lungs were in pain.
Deep down, there was an exceptionally uncomfortable feeling, like a heartache, wanting to strangle that woman who looks almost exactly like him!
Filled with jealousy and madness!
Why does every man who treats him even a little well always have a childhood sweetheart? He accepted Chenxing with his older brother, but why does Ling Yin have one too!
The more Hua Hua thought about it, the more upset he felt, his nose and eyes stinging with pain, nearly crazy inside, staring at Ling Yin, feeling that this person was close yet so distant, he wanted to reach out but couldn’t grasp.
A feeling of falling from heaven straight to the ground.
Utterly miserable!
The feeling of being held high and carefully placed was completely gone.
"Yes, I do have a sister who is my childhood sweetheart." Ling Yin no longer hesitated, smiling and pinching his cheek: "You do look alike, but I haven’t treated you as a replacent." Because you are him!
Upon hearing him admit it, Hua Hua’s mood grew even more complicated and painful: "Is it the sister who likes to cling and insists on you carrying her? The one without a blood relation who acts spoiled, and you’d wish to pick the moon from the sky for her with just a glance?!"
Sisters are the most annoying thing in the world!
Ling Yin nodded candidly: "It’s him."
Hua Hua’s fragile heart shattered all over the place, "Ling Yin, you’ve gone too far!"
Ling Yin helped straighten out his wrinkled collar during the struggle: "Hua Hua, how much do you know? About the sister I adore?"
"I know everything, I’m such a fool, only now realizing I’m rely a substitute!" Hua Hua was short of breath, his face flushed red with rage, yet in Ling Yin’s eyes, it seed especially charming.
He seed to be slling a room full of sour vinegar, Ling Yin wickedly didn’t clarify it to him, guessing from his tone that perhaps it wasn’t Gu Shaocheng who told him, otherwise he wouldn’t have misunderstood like this; maybe he heard partial information elsewhere, misunderstanding himself as being a stand-in.
Ling Yin’s mood was definitely not bad, compared to Hua Hua’s, one was heaven, the other was earth.
Hua Hua, have you noticed that you seem to care more and more about my thoughts?
If you were really just mad at for treating you as a stand-in, without any feelings for , at this mont you’d definitely stab with that knife and leave, rather than angrily bickering with .
He clearly saw an injured little fox, baring its teeth and claws, wanting to tear apart the sister in his heart, rather than tear him apart.
Ling Yin leaned closer, brushed slightly against his crimson lips, then moved away just before he could strike, saying: "Hua Hua, are you jealous?"
"A thunderbolt could strike you, I’d be jealous?!" Hua Hua’s voice seed to spit fire: "Are you out of your mind? Get off , sit on your sister instead!"
"I’m already sitting on my sister." Ling Yin sat still, pointing at his heart: "Why not admit it? Does it hurt especially here, sour, angry, almost losing reason, a bit wronged, wondering how I could do this to you?"
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