Chapter 127: Who Goes First, You or Me?

What Xia Yu said was indeed very tactful.

But no one present was a fool.

They could naturally hear the meaning she wanted to express.

What she said made a lot of sense, and it also gave Song Mo much to think about.

But...

Song Mo could not help but look up at the rearview mirror.

He could not see Xia Rou's face.

But he could see her tightly clenched hands.

A sudden sense of guilt welled up in Song Mo's heart.

【The sisters' relationship was originally very good, but now because of me, it seems like they're about to turn against each other?】

【What Xia Yu said is indeed very reasonable. From getting along with them these past days, I can feel that both she and Xia Rou are very good and outstanding girls】

【If in the end, because I never gave an answer, the two of them become disheartened and choose other guys, I... I would feel bad too, right?】

Song Mo really had no way out!

Now really was not a good time to make a move!

He did not like doing multiple-choice questions, did not like single-choice, liked multiple-choice, and liked multiple-choice where the answer is "all of the above"!

This was a habit he had developed since his school days!

The teacher even said so.

Don't change it, it's pretty good!

Song Mo focused on driving while slowing the car down, and at the same time began to agonize again.

Xia Yu had really given him a tough problem.

Was she about to lay her cards on the table with Song Mo!

Xia Rou's fingers were clenched so tight they had turned white.

Her heart ached terribly.

【Sister has always been very good to me since we were little, letting me have everything, never bullying me, and I really like sister too】

【So, back when Song Mo needed a photographer, the first person I thought of was sister. Other girls aren't reliable, only sister can be trusted forever】

【But why...】

Xia Rou felt a little lost.

People grow up not only because they eat and grow, but also because they grow through experience.

Once you experience more, you naturally understand.

But she was currently in the middle of experiencing it, so she simply did not understand.

【Why does sister want to do this?】

【Was she good to me before because snacks, toys, clothes—these things weren't what she truly valued? So when faced with a major temptation, she could stab me in the back without hesitation?】

【What should I do? Should I fight with sister or not...】

Not only were Xia Rou's fingers clenched white, but the nervous and at-a-loss her even curled her toes together, gripping her shoes tightly.

Just when everyone was at a loss for what to do, Xia Yu spoke up again.

"Boss Song, my sister is beautiful and sweet-voiced. Look at this little face—pure and lovely, right? Her skin is also incredibly delicate, her whole body is the same shade of white, not a bit of color difference."

"The flesh on her body is absolutely natural, no preservatives or silicone added, fresh and tender quality you can trust."

"If you don't believe it, you can inspect the goods, pinch and see if it's soft and bouncy?"

"If it's not factory-original, no charge!"

After all that buildup, was she actually trying to help her sister?

Xia Rou's hands clenched even tighter!

Only this time it was not because of sadness, but because of self-reproach!

Sister thought of everything for her, yet she had been thinking such terrible things about sister in her heart—it really shouldn't have been!

Xia Rou suddenly saw the light.

She felt that perhaps she was too selfish?

Sister always gave her all the good things, helped her whenever she needed it, but did sister not have things she liked too?

Did she not like pretty clothes? Did she not like tasty snacks? When they were little, Xia Rou was always the one selfishly taking, while Xia Rou selflessly gave.

Even now...

It was still the same!

Did Xia Yu not like Song Mo?

She liked him, yet she was still fighting for her sister!

Xia Rou felt she was truly so selfish!

She always wanted to keep everything for herself!

Young girls were prone to acting on impulse.

Xia Rou's head heated up, and the words came out without thinking.

"Sister!"

Her sudden shout made Xia Yu turn back to look at her.

"Why do you always talk about me? Don't think I don't know—you actually like Song Mo too, don't you?"

"If you like him, then like him. This thing isn't about who came first. You chase yours, I'll chase mine!"

"Let's each rely on our own ability!"

"I don't want you to hold back for me!"

In a moment of impulse,

With her face flushed red, Xia Rou blurted out everything she wanted to say in one breath.

Only Xia Yu remained stunned, frozen in place.

And Song Mo, who had stopped the car abruptly by the roadside, slowly turned his head toward Xia Rou, stunned.

The plot had suddenly hit the accelerator.

The storyline had surged forward at breakneck speed!

Just moments ago, they were hesitating, tangled in indecisive struggle.

How did it suddenly become a direct frontal clash?

Song Mo fell silent.

But Xia Yu was deeply moved—truly, heart-felt emotion.

Xia Rou felt her face burning hot.

In her impulse, all her reservations were cast aside; she had directly pierced through the thin veil between the three of them.

What should she do now?

Xia Rou regretted it in her heart, but since it was done, she embraced a defiant, no-turning-back resolve.

Her voice was loud and crisp.

Her cheeks were bright red.

To an outsider, it seemed like she was furious.

"Song Mo, do you like me, or do you like my sister?"

"Or do you like neither of us?"

Done.

Xia Yu was moved; Xia Rou was demanding an answer.

The dilemma now landed squarely on Song Mo's shoulders.

Song Mo swallowed hard and spoke with difficulty:

"I like... I don't know."

"Xia Rou, Xia Yu—can you give me some time?"

After speaking, Song Mo felt guilty.

After all, this answer sounded suspiciously like a player's reply.

Like he was stringing both sisters along?

Song Mo avoided Xia Rou and Xia Yu's gazes.

But he didn't notice.

Both Xia Rou and Xia Yu's eyes sparkled with sudden, overwhelming delight!

Song Mo had always been uninterested in romance.

They had assumed he had no romantic feelings for either of them!

But now it seemed...

Maybe there was hope?

In an instant, Xia Yu and Xia Rou exchanged a glance; years of sisterly understanding led them to silently pause their rivalry.

Xia Rou leaned forward from the back seat; Xia Yu, closer to Song Mo, placed her cool, soft, boneless little hand directly on his thigh.

"No!"

"Give us an answer now!"

The two sisters spoke in unison.

Song Mo's head throbbed.

Together, the sisters pressed him relentlessly—he had no way to resist!

Song Mo pleaded:

"It's really hard to choose—can we wait a little?"

Xia Yu, extremely sharp, caught the key word in Song Mo's reply.

"Hard to choose."

When is something hard to choose?

When you like them both!

Xia Rou also realized this.

Xia Yu remembered her vow.

She looked at Xia Rou with gentle eyes.

"Sister, you go first."

Xia Rou's cheeks were flushed, and she declined:

"Sister, Song Mo said he likes both—me being the one to speak first proves he likes you more. You should go."

Song Mo had become a commodity.

Passed back and forth between the two sisters.

(End of Chapter)