"Tang Yue, I’ve always wanted to meet you, but never had the chance. I am Lian Qingqing, Lian Qingyang’s twin sister." Lian Qingqing introduced herself with a smile, extending her slender white hand, her pretty nails painted bright red, matching her red lips perfectly.
"Hello." Tang Yue extended her hand and gently shook hers. Tang Yue’s hands were also delicate from not doing much physical work, her clean nails were bare, exhibiting a healthy pink hue.
As their hands met, both of their hands looked very beautiful.
Lian Qingqing was charmingly coquettish, her voice sweet and soft. Even her gaze carried flirtatiousness; even as a woman, one could feel that Lian Qingqing was a very charismatic person.
Not to mention Lian Qingqing was very talented, reportedly a jewelry designer too.
"So, this is the first time you met?" Shen Yunfei exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent.
"Indeed, and age-wise, Tang Yue is actually my older sister, half-sisters sharing the same father, only a half-year apart," Lian Qingqing smiled wryly.
"By seniority, you should actually call me ’sister’." Tang Yue’s gaze was clear, her eyes flickered as she listened to Lian Qingqing, reminding her of Lian He’s betrayal towards her mother Zhang Hualian.
If it weren’t for her mother fighting death to give birth to her, Lian He...
Tang Yue thought a lot, but ultimately, she averted her gaze, turned around to open the door, and said, "Qingyang, you and your sister have not seen each other for a long time, there must be a lot to talk about. I won’t disturb you."
With that said, Tang Yue, holding a long-eared rabbit, had just entered the door when Wu Xin immediately stopped Lian Qingyang.
"Sister Xiao Yue, we agreed to have a French dinner together tonight," Lian Qingyang shouted at Tang Yue’s retreating figure.
Tang Yue: "..."
’Bang’
Wu Xin just shut the door, locking Lian Qingyang out, giving him the cold shoulder.
"Qingyang, you always say that Sister Xiao Yue treats you well, but now it seems, she treats you just so-so, even giving you the cold shoulder," Lian Qingqing said, seemingly sympathizing with Lian Qingyang. "Come on, Qingyang, I’ll treat you to a French dinner."
"No thanks." Lian Qingyang pushed aside Lian Qingqing’s hand unhappily, glared fiercely at Shen Yunfei and said, "Shen Yunfei, let’s have a spar."
"It’s almost dinner time." Shen Yunfei’s belly growled at the mention of a French dinner.
Yet, Lian Qingyang didn’t care about all that, grabbing Shen Yunfei to start sparring.
Thanks to Bai Qing’s training, Lian Qingyang’s skills had greatly improved. Previously only able to draw with Shen Yunfei, now he was easily defeating him, continuously knocking Shen Yunfei down and even landing another punch on his face.
"You’ve gone far enough, Lian Qingyang, don’t you know not to hit the face when fighting?" Shen Yunfei could barely move his mouth without feeling pain, blood trickling down his lip. He used to think he was skilled, considering small thieves nothing.
Now, not much time had passed.
He couldn’t beat Wu Xin, that was understandable – there’s always someone better.
But Lian Qingyang, who had always been on his level, had abruptly started to overpower him single-handedly; Shen Yunfei felt indignant, not to mention Lian Qingyang had hit his face.
A rage arose from within Shen Yunfei, and they started fighting again.


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