CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 121: SISTER FLOWERS, MY FAVORITE

Xiang Yiren found it both funny and exasperating. She knew very well that her words had been misunderstood.

The look in her sister’s eyes had just undergone a clear transformation.

From initial excitement and joy, it suddenly became obscure and hard to read.

So she immediately took remedial action, "What’s the rush? There’s still time; the night has just fallen.

Besides, I’m also tired from being busy just now. I’d like to stay and rest a bit, is that okay?"

This "is that okay" was obviously directed at Xiang Zixuan.

Xiang Zixuan didn’t hesitate for a second upon hearing this and immediately nodded, "Of course, I’ll go turn on the air conditioning for you guys."

It turned out that while they were working just now, the windows had been left open for ventilation.

Mainly to dry the floor quickly after cleaning.

The two sat for a while and chatted.

Still, no one came.

"Where is she?"

"Could she be shy and hiding in her room?" Xiang Yiren speculated.

"Hehe... maybe."

After taking a few more sips of water, nature called.

"I’m going to the bathroom." Sun Dasheng stood up and headed to the bathroom.

"Mm." Xiang Yiren looked down at the documents sent over by the company.

Today, to transfer the house’s ownership, she specifically chose a workday to come over, and the tasks at the gym still needed handling.

So, for convenience, she was working on her phone today.

The bathroom was closer to the bedroom and farther from the living room.

The living room’s sofa couldn’t see this side.

Sun Dasheng walked to the bathroom door and pushed it open.

He didn’t give it much thought. At home, when the bathroom wasn’t in use, it was generally left open for ventilation.

When he pushed the door open, unzipped, he awkwardly discovered someone already sitting on the toilet.

The two locked eyes.

No, Xiang Zixuan’s eyes were fixed, staring at the substantial figure before her.

Her throat felt a bit dry.

She swore to the heavens; in Little Day’s short videos, she had never seen one this large.

"Uncle... Sun, how did you get in?" Xiang Zixuan remained surprisingly calm.

Because she was sitting on the toilet, facing forward, nothing private was exposed.

The only victim was, of course, Sun Dasheng, who was just about to relieve himself.

He simply retracted expressionlessly, pulled up his pants, and washed his face at the sink.

"Zixuan, remember to close the door when you use the bathroom next time."

With that, he turned around, speechless, and left.

"Wait a minute!"

"?" Sun Dasheng looked back.

Xiang Zixuan lowered her head, blushing furiously, and said, "Uncle Sun, I forgot to bring paper. Could you get me a pack of tissues?"

"You don’t bring tissues to the bathroom?" Sun Dasheng asked in surprise.

"Okay, wait a moment, I’ll bring them to you right away."

A minute later, as Sun Dasheng walked back in, suddenly someone leaped at him.

"What are you doing?" Sun Dasheng pretended to push the person away.

Xiang Zixuan’s face was beet red, both hands clenching each other, feeling a little lost.

It seemed that the courage she summoned just a moment ago had run out, and she turned timid once more.

"Uncle Sun... I..."

"Alright, didn’t you say you had no paper? What’s the situation now? Did you wash with water?"

These words turned the young girl’s ears pink.

"No, that’s not it."

"Then what’s going on?"

"I do have tissues. I lied to you just now."

"Why did you lie to me?"

"Because... because I like you." When Xiang Zixuan said the words "I like you," she looked up, her eyes fixed on him.

"Uncle Sun, Zixuan really, really likes you.

I never had the courage to say it before because I was afraid... afraid you’d reject me, and afraid Tian Tian would find out and laugh at me."

"So now you’re not afraid?" Sun Dasheng asked.

Xiang Zixuan grabbed his arm, "I’m still afraid now, but I’m more scared that in the future, I won’t have the courage to say these words, won’t dare to confess to you."

"Why won’t you dare in the future?"

"Because... sister, Uncle Sun is the man my sister likes. I don’t want to carry the label of stealing my sister’s man."

After hesitating, she still voiced the reason.

Sun Dasheng understood.

However, he continued to ask:

"But once you say it now, wouldn’t it still be said that you’re taking your sister’s man?"

"How’s that different?"

"It’s different, completely different." Xiang Zixuan shook her head frantically.

"How’s it different?"

"It’s different in every way." In truth, she didn’t know how it was different; perhaps, deep down, she knew it was the same.

But she couldn’t admit it was the same.

Because this suddenly appearing sister, who was also so close to Uncle Sun.

This made her quite happy, but also instantly gave her a sense of crisis.

It seemed like this sister was here to compete with her for a man.

It was no wonder they were sisters, because their taste in men was identical.

They both liked the same kind of cultured, mature, handsome, and dashing man like Uncle Sun.

She felt that if she didn’t express her feelings soon, she might really never get the chance.

So this time, she had to courageously confess her feelings.

The thought was there, but she wasn’t cunning to that extent.

Everything before her was actually a coincidence.

The request for tissues was something she came up with on the spot.

"But....." Sun Dasheng looked at her, a face full of helplessness.

Yet inside, he was thrilled.

Of course, all of this was within his expectations.

He was the true sly old fox behind the scenes.

The most cunning hunter, playing the role of prey.

He always knew she had developed feelings for him, but due to societal norms, she didn’t dare to step over the line.

Since she didn’t dare, he’d just give her a little push from behind.

That’s why, upon hearing Xiang Yiren say she’d transfer the house to Xiang Zixuan, he enthusiastically facilitated the process.

And he spent time accompanying her to help out.

The reason being, he had long set his sights on this adorable little lamb.

The fire was lit, the pot was ready, water was added, and the spices prepared.

The only missing ingredient: the tender little lamb.

And the gourmet feast would be complete.

"Uncle Sun, don’t you like me?" Xiang Zixuan was anxious.

"Of course not, Uncle, of course, likes you too." Sun Dasheng seized the opportunity to embrace her.

In a word: so soft!