Chapter 119: Awkward Moment with the Older Sister's Best Friend!

Jiang Cheng walked in and saw a yellow‑short‑haired woman sitting on the sofa with Su Manyao.

He froze on the spot.

Isn't this yellow‑short‑haired woman the one he just ran into downstairs, who asked for his contact info?

Si Ling, sitting on the sofa, also stared dumbfounded when she saw Jiang Cheng.

Just now downstairs she saw a very handsome young guy, and feeling good, she wanted to tease him a bit.

Turns out he's Manyao's boyfriend?

"What's wrong?" Su Manyao, sitting nearby, sensed something off and spoke up.

Si Ling quickly said: "Nothing, nothing. By the way, you just said you'd ordered some really useful skincare from a private studio, right? Bring it out and let's have a look."

Su Manyao said: "Wait a moment."

She said that and got up, heading toward the bedroom; at that moment she was wearing ice‑silk pajamas, her smooth black hair accentuated, giving her a somewhat casual look that made her whole appearance lazy.

Jiang Cheng noticed Si Ling's embarrassment, he closed the door, changed his shoes, carried his things in, and gave a slight smile as he greeted Si Ling: "Hey."

"Hello hello." Si Ling laughed a little embarrassedly, responding warmly.

Jiang Cheng nodded, picked up his things, and went to the kitchen.

Soon after, Su Manyao came out holding cosmetics and placed them on the coffee table.

Si Ling said: "You haven't introduced me yet."

Su Manyao's expression was cool; she glanced at Jiang Cheng's back in the kitchen, then saw him turn around and walk over holding grapes.

Su Manyao said: "Let me introduce you—this is Jiang Cheng, a student from my school; because his entrepreneurial work is inconvenient, he's staying at my place."

Si Ling：？？？

Jiang Cheng：？？？

How did I become just a female student of yours, merely staying at your place?

Jiang Cheng dazedly put the grapes on the coffee table, "Fine, you're the goddess, your word is law."

Si Ling widened her eyes, looking at Su Manyao, then at Jiang Cheng.

"It's not you guys."

Si Ling glanced and said: "Am I overthinking it?"

Si Ling was speechless; "I'm overthinking, right?"

"Not 'golden house hiding a beauty,' but 'golden house hiding a hunk'—you're saying I'm overthinking?"

"Who was it a few days ago saying they were with their boyfriend?"

Su Manyao's earlobes were slightly red; this usually indicates she's feeling shy inside, even though it doesn't show on the surface.

Su Manyao said: "Jiang Cheng, didn't you just have the property staff deliver durian? Could you trouble yourself to open it?"

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips and said, "Fine."

Then he turned and went to the kitchen.

Si Ling said angrily, "You're going to eat durian in front of me again!"

"Every time it's like this!"

Si Ling's feelings toward durian are hard to describe; she doesn't like eating it, but often wants to smell it, yet after a while the smell makes her nauseous.

But when she's with Su Manyao, Su Manyao seems to do it on purpose, often buying durian to eat.

So Si Ling questioned Su Manyao; Su Manyao raised her eyebrows without speaking, but the meaning was already clear—she had bought the durian before Si Ling arrived.

Not long after, Jiang Cheng brought the durian to the coffee table, already peeled, with soft golden flesh in chunks.

On Su Manyao's cool, older‑sister‑type face, her brows relaxed and eyes smiled; Si Ling covered her nose and waved her hand in front of her to show her disgust.

Then Jiang Cheng saw Su Manyao pick up a piece, bring it to her lips, and take a light bite.

Then she closed her eyes, clearly enjoying it.

Actually he also likes it quite a bit, but the two women at home were still hungry, so Jiang Cheng turned and went to the kitchen.

Si Ling sat nearby watching Su Manyao eat; after a while she relaxed her hand and sniffed with her little nose.

Her gaze fell on the durian on the coffee table, and she couldn't help swallowing a bit of saliva.

She kind of wanted to eat it.

"If you want to eat it, just do it," Su Manyao said.

Si Ling pursed her lips, changed the topic, glanced at Jiang Cheng in the kitchen, lowered her voice and asked Su Manyao, "Isn't he your boyfriend? How did he become just a student from your school?"

Su Manyao munched on her food with a "mua‑mua" sound, her face showing utter indifference as she said, "What boyfriend? He's just a student from my school, merely my younger brother's roommate, so he's staying at my place."

Si Ling widened her eyes and asked, "Don't you like him?" Su Manyao tossed the durian shell into the trash, picked up another piece, took a light sip, and said, "What like or not like? I've already said he's just a student from my school."

"I'm a professor, okay—how could I possibly like a student?"

Si Ling looked at her and for a moment didn't know what to say.

I came over today just to gossip.

But that bitch Su Manyao actually refuses to admit it!

Could it be that she really doesn't like him?

Si Ling turned her head and sneakily glanced at Jiang Cheng.

He has a pair of big eyes, and his yellow short hair gives him a fresh vibe.

His whole person has a fresh aura.

When Jiang Cheng just came over, she had noticed his fingers.

She's a hand‑fetishist; back when she was abroad with Su Manyao, they often talked about hand‑related topics.

Jiang Cheng's hands are quite good‑looking.

Her gossip‑eating plans fell through, and Si Ling was drawn in by the durian's aroma on the table.

!

She smacked her lips, carefully picked up a piece.

Su Manyao sat nearby, watching this scene.

A flash of cunning crossed her eyes; she knew Si Ling always did this, craving it even before eating.

But after a few bites she couldn't take it.

As expected.

Si Ling held the durian, pinching it with two slender fingers, and took a light sip.

Not bad.

Take another sip, still okay.

After another sip, Si Ling furrowed her brows, wanting to put down the durian, but Su Manyao quickly grabbed her wrist.

"Don't waste it, must finish it."

Su Manyao exerted a little force, grabbing Si Ling's arm to push the durian toward her mouth.

Si Ling refused, dodging left and right.

The two women thus started playing around on the sofa.

Possibly due to a moment's inattention, Si Ling's fingers holding the durian exerted a little force, and her fingers sank straight into it.

She suddenly paused, then let out a sharp scream:

"Ah!!!"

Su Manyao directly covered her ears and hid in the corner of the sofa.

Actually, even before Si Ling let out the scream just now, she had already hidden.

She knows Si Ling too well; an occasional bite is fine, but letting her fingers touch the durian flesh is something she absolutely cannot tolerate!

Jiang Cheng in the kitchen was also startled!

He turned his head and saw Si Ling with a tear-streaked face, running toward the kitchen in her slippers.

Her body trembled.

Speaking of, though her figure is slender, she is actually quite strong.

Where is the water? I need to wash my hands!

Si Ling frantically searched.

Jiang Cheng turned on the faucet, saying, "Here."

Si Ling hurried over, stuck her hand under the faucet, but she was muttering and still shouting.

Jiang Cheng also couldn't help covering his ears; it was so noisy!

But she just kept her hand under the faucet; the durian flesh attached to it couldn't be washed off, and she kept shouting stubbornly.

Jiang Cheng could only reach out, grab her hand, and help her scrub off the durian.

So noisy, really annoying.

(End of chapter)