Chapter 77: No Way, I Want Him Too!

In an instant.

Yang Lan's expression changed abruptly.

She looked at her own younger sister before her in disbelief, her eyes churning with complex emotions.

"You... also like Shen Huai?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yeman sneered: "Isn't that obvious?"

"If you had even the slightest ability to read the room, you would have been able to see my intentions toward Shen Huai, but you just don't understand, and you keep pestering me with all sorts of questions."

"Do you know how resistant I felt inside when you came to me asking how to pursue Shen Huai?"

"Why is it that something clear to any discerning person is something you just can't see through?"

Emboldened by the alcohol, Lin Yeman vented all the dissatisfaction in her heart: "Sister, I didn't intend to lie to you; I just thought that perhaps you would realize the difficulty and retreat, withdrawing on your own."

"As it turns out now, I thought too simply."

Yang Lan fell silent.

Her gaze shifted to the remaining half-bottle of wine held in Shen Huai's hand, and her eyes flickered.

She suddenly stood up, snatched the wine bottle from Shen Huai's hand, and also tilted her head back to drink it directly!

In the blink of an eye.

The entire bottle of wine was finished by these two sisters.

Yang Lan threw the empty wine bottle onto the floor, stood up to face Lin Yeman, and said with a solemn expression: "Why didn't you say these things directly to me?"

"Since you were hurting, why pretend to be magnanimous?"

Lin Yeman was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Do you think everyone can be like you, able to display their emotions wantonly without being disliked by others?"

"No matter how outrageous or shocking the things you do are, Father will always forgive you."

"But what about me? Since I was little, I've been forced by Father to learn etiquette, learn rules, learn the ways of the world, learn business management, learn everything you don't like to learn. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Yang Lan's tone deepened.

"Because I am the blade Father sharpened for you." Lin Yeman curled her lips in self-mockery. "I bore everything you were supposed to bear, and now that I've finally managed to like someone, you still want to come and snatch him away."

"Sister, tell me, aren't you being too excessive?"

Lin Yeman's chest heaved violently along with her surging emotions.

It seemed that because she had never spoken such harsh words to Yang Lan before.

When Lin Yeman spoke, her tone was nearly trembling, like a completely different person from the composed negotiator she was earlier.

Looking at Lin Yeman's pained expression.

Yang Lan's demeanor was solemn as never before.

To be honest.

After hearing Lin Yeman's words.

For a moment, some self-reproach welled up inside Yang Lan.

In her heart.

Lin Yeman had always been the image of a perfect, considerate, and cheerful younger sister.

She never expected that behind her back, she had been silently carrying so much.

And she, as the older sister, had been completely unaware.

It was a dereliction of duty.

But...

Yang Lan raised her eyes, glancing sideways toward Shen Huai.

One thing is one thing, another is another.

Even if Lin Yeman also likes Shen Huai, so what? How could she easily let go of the person she had chosen from the very beginning? She withdrew her gaze.

Yang Lan's eyes darkened as she bent down to pick up two bottles of red wine.

After opening both, she placed one in front of herself.

She reached out her hand to pass the other bottle directly to Lin Yeman: "Old Rules?"

Lin Yeman was stunned for a moment, instantly realizing what the "Old Rules" in Yang Lan's mouth referred to.

This was a tacit habit they had developed since they were children.

Whenever the sisters had a disagreement, they would have a "You ask, I answer" session like this.

To be frank and open, to tell everything one knows.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Yeman took the red wine and held it up domineeringly: "Old Rules it is. You ask first."

Watching the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere on both sides.

Shen Huai in the middle was completely confused.

What Old Rules? What are the rules? Could someone explain it to him, the person involved? Unfortunately.

The two, currently in the heat of the moment, were completely immersed in their own magnetic fields, ignoring Shen Huai entirely.

Yang Lan tilted her head back and took a fierce gulp, then slammed the wine bottle heavily onto the table, looking at Lin Yeman with deep eyes. "Didn't you say you were going to be my Military Advisor?"

Lin Yeman: "Don't you know that a Military Advisor's words cannot be trusted?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Lan's eyes darkened a few shades more: "Why?"

"If a Military Advisor could win, why would they still be a Military Advisor?"

After saying this.

Lin Yeman also followed Yang Lan's pace, finishing a third of the bottle in one go, set down the bottle, and began to ask: "When did you start liking Shen Huai?"

"The first time we met."

"Where?"

"At the newly opened bar."

Pausing, Yang Lan seemed to think of something; she took out her phone, tapped on it, and then held it up in front of Lin Yeman.

Lin Yeman's hand gripping the wine bottle tightened abruptly!

The chat background on Yang Lan's phone was actually a photo of her and Shen Huai... kissing?! Had the two of them really progressed to this extent? Yang Lan followed up by chugging half a bottle: "If I insist on competing with you for him, will you back down?"

Shen Huai could already clearly perceive that her footsteps were beginning to falter.

The flush on her cheeks was already spreading almost to her earlobes.

Lin Yeman, refusing to be outdone, also took a large gulp: "I cannot. I can yield anything to you, but Shen Huai is the one exception."

"Why?"

"Because I loved him earlier than you did; on what grounds should I let go?"

Hearing this.

Yang Lan was stunned: "You could have known him earlier than me? Hasn't Shen Huai only been on the job for a few days?"

"Who said it was when he started the job?"

Lin Yeman downed the last of the wine, her eyes terrifyingly dark, "I knew him years ago."

Yang Lan fell into a long silence.

So, all that talk from Lin Yeman before about being mere colleagues, about being mere acquaintances.

It was all a lie to her.

The past between her and Shen Huai had a starting point far earlier than she had imagined.

As the wine bottle dropped, Yang Lan asked again: "Then what was your relationship with him before?"

"Lovers."

Lin Yeman did not hesitate, the word slipping out.

Her tone was resonant and forceful, every word clear and distinct.

Shen Huai froze for a moment.

This was the first time he had heard Lin Yeman publicly declare their relationship to someone else with his own ears.

Shen Huai's hand involuntarily tightened.

And upon hearing this answer, Yang Lan was instantly petrified on the spot.

?

She widened her eyes in disbelief and abruptly turned her head to look at Shen Huai: "Is it true?"

At this point.

Shen Huai could only confess truthfully: "Team Leader Lin is indeed my ex-girlfriend."

"... Oh."

Yang Lan gritted her back teeth, held it in for a long time, and finally asked the next question: "Then how far did your relationship progress at that time?"

"What do you think? Naturally, we did everything that should be done, how should I put it..."

"We were incredibly compatible, I suppose."

Lin Yeman described it in a way that was infuriating enough to kill.

Hearing this.

Yang Lan's eye twitched, and her throat bobbed a few times.

The stifling atmosphere reached its breaking point at this moment.

Yang Lan's mouth turned down, and with a look of defiance, she downed the entire bottle in one go! The next moment.

Yang Lan threw the wine bottle onto the ground with a "clatter!" She strode forward and grabbed Shen Huai by the collar:

"Why does Manman get to have it, and I don't? This kind of competition isn't fair at all!"

"Isn't it just that kind of thing? I want it too!"

Yang Lan was reeking of alcohol, her entire body sticking to him.

She suddenly hugged Shen Huai's waist and clumsily reached inside!

(End of chapter)