Chapter 2 The words on the page flashed...

The words on the pages flashed in front of Qian Yirong, as if urging her to finish the plot quickly. Qian Yirong's eyes flashed, and she avoided looking at Xu Baiqing who was curled up in the bathtub, and soon saw the girl's white dress placed next to the bathtub.

Qian Yirong gritted her teeth and approached the bathtub. As she got closer, she felt Xu Baiqing in the bathtub leaning inward uneasily. She apologized in her heart to Xu Baiqing for scaring her. Qian Yirong hesitantly reached out and approached the white dress by the bathtub.

Just as her hand was about to touch the white dress, the sound of water was heard and a wet hand grasped her wrist. Qian Yirong was startled by the watery contact and subconsciously turned her head to look over.

Xu Baiqing's eyes were shining and she bit her lower lip, making the already bright color even more attractive. She seemed to sense what Qian Yirong was going to do, and even though she was afraid, she had to stop Qian Yirong's actions.

"This... this is the skirt my brother bought for me..." Xu Baiqing seemed to be frightened by Qian Yirong's gaze, and her voice was trembling.

"...Are you showing off?" Qian Yirong inevitably saw Xu Bai's fair skin with a hint of pink in the water, and some cherry pink that was more noticeable because of the heat, through the still clear water. Her heartbeat couldn't help but quicken, but when she saw the book that had not been taken back out of the corner of her eye, she calmed herself down and continued with the story.

"No, I didn't, sister..." Xu Baiqing explained in a panic.

The soft voice was like a hook, and Qian Yirong's ears turned red. She couldn't take it anymore. If she continued like this, she would definitely not be able to complete this scene. So she grabbed Xu Baiqing's wrist with her other hand and pulled it down.

"Hmph, it's just a skirt. My brother bought me more." Qian Yirong said, exerting force with her hands. The seemingly soft fabric was only slightly deformed and was not torn apart easily as Qian Yirong had expected.

She didn't believe it and tried harder, but apart from her face turning slightly red from the effort, the white dress still didn't seem to be ruined by her. Qian Yirong couldn't help but look at the book floating next to her.

The plot did say that "Qian Yirong" easily tore the skirt on Xu Baiqing, so why couldn't she tear it apart? Qian Yirong noticed that the book said Xu Baiqing, and some thoughts came to her mind.

When Qian Yirong was trying hard to tear off Xu Baiqing's white dress, she didn't notice that Xu Baiqing had an interesting look in his eyes when he found that she didn't have enough strength to tear off the dress. As Qian Yirong's face became redder, her eyes became darker.

The hand that had just held Qian Yirong's wrist tightened involuntarily. He didn't expect that his arrogant and domineering "sister" had such a slender wrist, as if it could be easily broken if he used a little more force.

Just as Xu Baiqing was recalling what had just happened, something was suddenly stuffed into his hand. Qian Yirong's commanding words "pull harder" came to his ears, and Xu Baiqing subconsciously tightened his grip on the cloth stuffed into his hand.

Following a burst of pulling force, there was a "ripping" sound, something was being torn apart. Xu Baiqing came back to her senses and realized that Qian Yirong had stuffed part of her white dress into her hands. After she subconsciously heard her tighten her grip, she used her strength to tear the dress apart.

As the skirt was torn open, the floating book was finally collected. Qian Yirong breathed a sigh of relief. This part of the story should be completed. Although she felt a little sorry for Xu Baiqing, Qian Yirong's premonition told her that if she didn't complete her story, something bad might happen.

As Xu Baiqing's skirt was torn, the atmosphere in the bathroom suddenly became a little wrong. Qian Yirong recalled the introduction in the plot. Xu Baiqing returned to the Qian family and cherished the things given by his family very much.

Of course, she cherished the skirt given by her brother Qian Chengshu very much. Qian Yirong felt a little uncomfortable. After all, Xu Baiqing just had relatives. "Qian Yirong", who had been occupying the magpie's nest for so long, had no guilt at all. She also relied on the relationship between herself and her whole family to bully Xu Baiqing. No wonder "Qian Yirong" did not have a good ending in the end.

"You..." Not knowing whether she would need to carry out another task targeting Xu Baiqing later, Qian Yirong couldn't do anything that would ruin her current character, but her upbringing prevented her from bullying innocent people for no reason.

Even though Xu Baiqing was a person who always endured anger, she seemed to be enraged by her own behavior just now. She grabbed the remains of her skirt that she had not yet put down and pulled it hard.

Qian Yirong was caught off guard by the force and lost her balance and fell towards Xu Baiqing in the bathtub. Xu Baiqing's eyes flashed with surprise, but he reacted quickly and reached out to catch Qian Yirong who fell into the water.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Qian Yirong choked on the water and started coughing uncontrollably, and she didn't notice that she was being held in the arms of the slender Xu Baiqing.

Xu Baiqing, who had never been so close to anyone, was a little at a loss. Moreover, when Qian Yirong fell into the water, her thin clothes were lifted up by the waves, and her smooth skin stuck to his body. This perfect skin-to-skin contact, with the tremor of Qian Yirong's cough, the two people's skin was still rubbing slightly.

Although he was in the steamy bathroom, Xu Baiqing felt his mouth was dry. He couldn't help but use force on Qian Yirong's lower back to pull her closer to him.

"Sister, I didn't mean it..." After Qian Yirong stopped coughing, Xu Baiqing spoke weakly, but she took advantage of the fact that Qian Yirong couldn't see her, and her expression was playful.

Qian Yirong was suddenly pulled into the bathtub and choked on some water. Her eyes turned slightly red. She sighed in her heart. She thought that it was mostly her own fault that she ended up in this situation. If she had not come to the bathroom to provoke Xu Baiqing and tore his skirt, she would not have provoked the weak and kind Xu Baiqing to retaliate.

"Let me go." Qian Yirong was about to get up, but then she found that Xu Baiqing was hugging her waist. Feeling his hand directly on her lower back, Qian Yirong felt a little numb where Xu Baiqing touched her.

With some reluctance, Xu Baiqing let go of his hand, but he couldn't help but rub Qian Yirong's lower back, causing Qian Yirong's hands on the edge of the bathtub to go limp, and she almost fell back onto Xu Baiqing.

The sound of water was rushing, and Qian Yirong's clothes were soaked. She didn't like the feeling of wet clothes sticking to her body. Qian Yirong couldn't help frowning. Since this plot was over, she didn't want to stay here for long, so she turned around and left.

"Sister..." Xu Baiqing's voice rang out.

Qian Yirong didn't even pause as she continued to walk away. Xu Baiqing watched her leave in a neat and tidy manner and couldn't help licking her fangs. If she had known her sister was so ruthless, she should have taken the opportunity to bite her sister's fair shoulder. After all, after tearing her skirt, Xu Baiqing felt Qian Yirong's subtle apology, and things seemed to become interesting.

On the other side, Qian Yirong, who was leaving Xu Baiqing's room, didn't expect to run into someone. Her room was opposite to Xu Baiqing's. Logically, it would take less than a minute to go back to her room from her room, so it was unlikely that she would be seen. However, she didn't expect it to be so unfortunate this time. As soon as she left Xu Baiqing's room, she saw Qian Chengshu standing not far away.

"Rongrong, are you bullying Qingqing again?" Qian Chengshu asked with a frown as he watched Qian Yirong coming out of Xu Baiqing's room in a disheveled state.

Qian Yirong frowned when she heard this. According to the information she read in the book, this was a group-loving novel, so the beginning was that Xu Baiqing regained her identity as the real daughter, and she, the fake daughter, would be kicked out of the house soon and disappear forever.

As for the relationship between the fake daughter and her family, it can only be described as good at first but then getting bored. Her story line can be said to have been carried out for more than half, which means that the Qian family should have begun to get bored with "Qian Yirong" at this time.

"I didn't..." Qian Yirong guessed what she should be feeling at the moment, lowered her head and said with some reluctance.

"You have to know that Qingqing is a member of the Qian family, so you better behave yourself." Qian Chengshu warned.

“…” Qian Yirong was silent.

Seeing Qian Yirong's unrepentant look, Qian Chengshu, who already had little patience with her, was about to continue warning her, but Xu Baiqing's door opened at this time.

"Brother, I didn't bully me." Xu Baiqing ran out in a bathrobe with his hair still wet, speaking for Qian Yirong.

"Qingqing, you are just too kind." Qian Chengshu sighed. His sister, who grew up outside, might be too naive and treat everyone with kindness.

"Brother, I really didn't bully me. Just now when we were playing, I accidentally fell into the bathtub, so this is what happened." Xu Baiqing explained with a smile.

Qian Yirong didn't know why she felt a little uncomfortable when Xu Baiqing said they were just joking, but she was speaking for herself, so she didn't refute.

"Really?" Qian Chengshu asked back with some doubt.

"Of course it's true. Would I lie to my brother?" Xu Baiqing said angrily.

"...It's my problem. I jumped to conclusions without understanding the situation clearly." Qian Chengshu looked at Qian Yirong's embarrassed look and felt a little soft-hearted. After all, Qian Yirong grew up under his care.

Although she became a bit arrogant and domineering later on, Qian Yirong was still very cute when she was a child. She would stumble after him and call him brother, which made Qian Chengshu feel that he was wrong to assume malice towards her.

"I was wrong to wrongly accuse Rongrong. Rongrong, just tell me what you want and I will buy it for you." Qian Chengshu said a little apologetically.

“…” Qian Yirong’s silence made the atmosphere awkward.

"Okay, brother, go and do your work first. I'll talk to my sister about the rest of the matter." Xu Baiqing's words eased the awkward atmosphere. Qian Chengshu gave Xu Baiqing a thumbs up and left, giving the space to Qian Yirong and Xu Baiqing.

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