Fake Heiress Exposed and Forced to Become a Heartthrob

Synopsis: A coquettish, evil, soft‑hearted fake heiress and a highly arrogant celestial dragon person, a full‑length original work with no AI, a difficult text, please support the official copy...

9 ? With whom?

9 Who to use it with

◎Keep it secret◎

She spoke incoherently and used all kinds of high-frequency words, which made people feel overwhelmed. However, Liang Ting'an remained calm and carefully classified and sorted out the corresponding answers.

When he finished his accusation, he wiped the tears from his sister beside him and said, "You may have misunderstood her, Weiwei. Jingyi is just aloof, not dislikes you."

"She knows almost everything about you. She understands you're not familiar with some of the work, so she doesn't let you do it. This way, it can save a lot of trouble, right? She stares at you expressionlessly, but she's really listening, it's just that her expression is a little monotonous. It's not her fault, and it's certainly not your fault..."

Liang Ting'an explained in a gentle voice to calm her down.

Liang Youwei pursed her lips, her pale pink cheeks shimmering with a shimmering light. She whispered, "Really?"

"real."

Liang Ting'an had no idea whether it was true or not, he just wanted her to stop crying.

After hearing this, Liang Youwei finally felt better. She went to the bathroom to wash up briefly and started to eat dinner.

Liang Ting'an did not mention the condom during the meal. It was not until Liang Youwei put down her chopsticks that he took out a folded piece of paper from his suit pocket.

"What is this, brother?" Liang Youwei poked her head out, but did not reach out to take it rashly.

Liang Ting'an finally let out some of the anger he had been holding back for the better part of an hour. Seeing her look of indifference and ignorance when she saw the bill, he couldn't help but say in a slightly cold voice, "Look for yourself."

Liang Youwei felt inexplicably nervous.

There's something off about Big Brother's tone... a little fierce.

She suddenly didn't dare to move, but she glanced at the man beside her and felt that he would not hand it to her. She had no choice but to purse her lips, pinch the corner of the paper, and slowly move it towards her.

Are you pretending to be cautious? My brother will always feel sorry for me, and they all fall for it.

But - such a tattered piece of paper, how many times must it have been folded over and over again?

This was Liang Youwei's first thought after opening it, and the corners of her mouth turned down in disgust.

She slowly looked down along the folds and felt that the items on them were strangely familiar, but she obviously didn't associate them with herself. She was very puzzled: "Brother, aren't these just some snacks? What's wrong?"

There aren't too many people in the world who like to eat snacks.

"What's wrong?" The indifferent tone that reached her ears was like the wind that fueled the flames. Liang Ting'an laughed in anger and fed her the correct answer: "Look at the sixth line from the bottom, what's that?"

...Why is it even more fierce?

Liang Youwei felt aggrieved. She placed her cat-eye nails inlaid with sparkling rhinestones on the last row and counted upwards one by one.

One, two, three, four, five, six...the sixth one is a condom?

But what about condoms? Liang Youwei was confused. This was not her bill. She didn't buy condoms.

"Brother, why are you showing me this? I didn't buy any condoms to have sex. Not every young person has a strong desire..."

Despite her shortcomings, Liang Youwei has many advantages, such as her openness. Although she has never been in a relationship, she doesn't feel shy about any special words. She says "condom" and "menstruation" as naturally as eating and drinking.

"You didn't buy it, so why is it on your shopping list?"

Liang Ting'an couldn't help but sneer.

"My bill?" Liang Youwei was stunned, then lowered her eyes again to look at the content, and a sense of familiarity came over her - isn't this what she bought last weekend?

"Brother, why are you checking my bills?" Liang Youwei was instantly dissatisfied when she realized this, and her tone became a little sharp. "I'm not a child anymore. I don't need you to supervise me all the time, right?"

"...Youwei, this isn't supervision." Liang Ting'an took a deep breath. "Your status is different now. I'm just worried that you might overthink things and be tricked or seduced, ultimately leading you astray. I'm checking your spending records simply to remind you and protect you. From childhood to adulthood, I've always been very kind to you, haven't I?"

His tone softened again. Liang Youwei listened and felt that what he said made sense. The anger in her heart slowly dissipated, and the anger in her body gradually softened. Her voice also became softer:

"I know, Big Brother is definitely doing this for my own good. But I should also have my own privacy and freedom. I don't want others to know everything I do."

"But that's not why you bought it," Liang Ting'an suppressed his anger and tried to speak in a gentle and persuasive tone: "Youwei, you are still too young. There are some things you can't do."

Liang Youwei wanted to say, "I didn't buy it. Qin Zhen must have taken it accidentally." But when she heard her elder brother say, "You're still too young," she couldn't help but feel dissatisfied and retorted, "Brother, I'm an adult now. Why can't I do some things?"

His fingertips were white from being clenched by himself. Liang Ting'an suppressed the darkness in his heart and tried to reason with her calmly: "You are only twenty years old and have just become an adult. You rarely go to messy places and don't understand the ins and outs of these things..."

Liang Youwei had been with Zhao Lingyu and Shao Yue these past few days. When she was with them, her temper would always become unintentionally spoiled. Habits die hard. Thinking of her brother's past business socials, she retorted in anger:

"What's the trick to condoms? Brother, you're already thirty years old, you must have used these things before. Do you need me to tell you whether they're safe or not? If you can use them, why can't I?"

"...Who told you I used it?"

The excitement came one after another, and Liang Ting'an failed to suppress the gloom. He held his sister's slender wrist, and his eyes were filled with dark thoughts.

"Who do you want to use it with?"

“Why can’t I use it?”

The words lingered in his mind, echoing endlessly. Liang Ting'an could hardly control his thoughts. Had she used it before? Who had she used it with? What would she look like when she used it?

Endless emotions are burning wildly.

Liang Youwei was frightened by him. Whether it was his words, his eyes, or his movements.

Her usually gentle brother seemed like a completely different person. A storm lurked in his eyes that Liang Youwei couldn't understand: resentment, anger, and even a hint of self-loathing. The overwhelming, unexperienced emotions suddenly overwhelmed her, and Liang Youwei's heart trembled.

Her voice trembled unconsciously, she looked away, and her hands were struggling: "Brother, don't do this..."

The fear and evasion in Liang Youwei's eyes were like a raging fire, burning Liang Ting'an's heart with pain. He closed his eyes, restrained himself, and let go of her hand.

The first second she was free, Liang Youwei stood up without hesitation, and the high-backed chair rubbed violently against the ground, making a slightly harsh sound.

"...Youwei, I was a little angry just now." Liang Ting'an said in a hoarse voice, not looking up at her. "Forgive me, okay?"

"No, it's okay." Liang Youwei clutched her designer bag tightly, trying to gain some sense of security from it. She took a few steps back and said, "Brother, I have something else to do. I'm leaving first."

The only time she didn't get an answer from her brother, she left on her own in a panic.

Liang Ting'an did not move for a long time, as if his whole body had merged into the pure night. There were no stars, moon or light, only darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, the phone screen lit up with a pinned message. Liang Ting'an slowly looked at it.

Youwei: Brother, please don’t look at my bills anymore, okay?

The man suddenly laughed.

After the bill check, Liang Youwei didn't dare contact Liang Ting'an anymore, let alone use the card he gave her. Her brother's words had a deeper meaning, and she didn't dare to think too much about it.

She asked Qin Zhen why he took the condom and asked her to pay for it, but Qin Zhen just said that he took the wrong one and thought it was chewing gum.

Liang Youwei thought he was playing dumb, but his expression was too serious and his tone didn't sound fake. Liang Youwei didn't bother to think about it and just took it seriously.

Her thoughts returned, she hugged her knees, lowered her eyelashes, and quietly looked at the various cards neatly placed on the edge of the bed.

The three cards Liang Jiangsheng gave me have been deactivated. The one my eldest brother gave me is unusable, and my mother's card is empty, but she is reluctant to spend her own money...

So annoying.

Alas, I can only ask my second sister for it.

Liang Zhihui had given her a card with no limit, but now that her identity had changed, Liang Youwei didn't dare use it without permission. If she wanted to use it now, she would definitely have to tell her second sister in advance.

How about a video call?

However, I wonder if my second sister is busy… Liang Youwei held her chin and thought for a while, then chose to call Secretary Yu. She was Liang Zhihui's personal secretary and rarely dealt with company issues. She was basically free when Liang Zhihui was working.

"Hello, Weiwei," the short-haired girl on the other end of the video call was quickly connected, smiling broadly. "Is there something you'd like to talk to Mr. Liang about?"

"Well, Sister Yu, can you help me?" Liang Youwei asked.

"Of course," Secretary Yu raised his head, "but Mr. Liang is talking to Jingyi about something right now. Is Weiwei in a hurry?"

"...No rush." ​​The smile froze for a moment. Liang Youwei opened her mouth and spoke slowly: "Sister Yu, does the second sister often chat with the third sister?"

"It's been quite frequent lately. After all, Jingyi is new to the group and there are still many things she doesn't understand." Secretary Yu smiled. "Everyone says our Xiao Liang has a cold face, but every time she talks to the girls, she smiles. But, Xiao Liang definitely likes Weiwei the most."

Liang Youwei's nose suddenly felt a little sore. She tilted the camera, pretended to slip her hand, and asked in a joking tone: "Why do you say that? You were smiling when you talked to Third Sister."

Secretary Yu wanted to say, "I've only ever seen Ms. Liang personally pick out gifts for you." But then she thought, "Ms. Liang is very thorough. She certainly wouldn't be stingy when it comes to her new sister's return." So, "only" would seem unprofessional.

However, she was silent for only a second, and Liang Youwei didn't want to listen anymore, so she immediately changed the subject: "Sister Yu, I really want to talk to my second sister. Is her current job important?"

"Oh, it's okay. I'll go in and tell them." The embarrassing words were ignored, and Secretary Yu felt relieved. She knocked on the door and walked in steadily after getting permission.

"What's wrong?" Liang Zhihui put down the pen in his hand and looked up at her: "Is it Youwei?"

Secretary Yu nodded and said with a smile: "Xiaowei always says she wants to talk to you." Then he put down his phone.

Liang Zhihui couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips: "Okay, I understand." She looked at Liang Jingyi and said in a gentle voice: "Jingyi, digest what I just said first. We can talk about other things later."

"Well, second sister will be busy first." The new sister was particularly understanding.

The polite conversation between them reached Liang Youwei's ears clearly, and she felt inexplicably sad. After feeling sad, she felt that she had behaved badly. They were her real sisters, so why should she be jealous?

What right do I have to be jealous?