Chapter 562 Shen Qingling's Sixth Sense The "Wandering Time" coffee shop on the street corner was enveloped in warm yellow light, and the neon lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows cast blurry spots of light on the ground through the frosted glass.
The innermost corner booth was partially hidden by green plants, isolating it from the outside noise. Luo Shuning and Luo Shuhe sat facing each other, the coffee on the marble table steaming, the air filled with the aroma of caramel and milk coffee, but it couldn't dispel the low atmosphere between the two.
Luo Shuning, dressed in a beige knitted sweater, held a silver spoon between her fingertips, stirring the coffee in her cup absently. The brown coffee liquid swirled in small eddies at the bottom of the spoon. Her gaze was fixed on the milk foam on the side of the cup, her face expressionless.
Across from her, Luo Shuhe was wearing a black velvet dress and was taking small bites of tiramisu from her plate. She picked up a small piece of sour cream with her fork and put it into her mouth gently, as if she were savoring something delicious.
From the moment Luo Shuning publicly announced in the Mingde classroom during the day that "her brother and Shuhe have broken up," the two sisters officially began their emotional battle in front of everyone.
The silence at this moment was heavier than any argument, with only the clinking of spoons against the cup and the soft chewing of Luo Shuhe occasionally breaking the deadlock.
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Shuhe finally put down her fork, gently wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said in a light voice, "I'm going to Bao Bao's place tonight. I haven't cooked in a long time, and I'm craving it. Are you coming, sister? If you are, we can go together."
After she finished speaking, she picked up her fork again, picked up a piece of cake covered in cocoa powder and put it in her mouth. Cream accidentally got on her lower lip, and she subconsciously stuck out her tongue and gently licked it. The milky white was rolled between her lips and teeth, the action carrying a bit of unconscious laziness and charm.
Luo Shuning paused in stirring her coffee, looked up at her, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her tone carried a subtle sharpness:
"Shall we go together? Or do it together?"
She emphasized the last three words, clearly pointing out the ambiguity in her words.
"Of course, we have them all."
Luo Shuhe put down her fork, leaned forward slightly, rested her elbows on the table, and supported her chin with her hands: "Anyway, my sister has already given her body to him, so one more of me won't make a difference, and it won't have any impact."
Her voice was soft and sweet, but her words were full of provocation.
"You've learned something from Xiaoman."
Luo Shuning chuckled and shook her head, her fingertips lightly tapping the rim of her cup. The two sisters had long since abandoned any preconceived notions about relationships, including such private matters. Having gone through too many entanglements, they were now openly playing their cards, so there was no need to hide anything.
There are many things we can learn from Xiaoman.
Luo Shuhe picked up her coffee and took a sip, her eyes probing, "Aren't you afraid, sister, that your little treasure will marry Xiaoman in the future?"
The name "Xiao Bao" seemed to touch a nerve in Luo Shuning. She stopped completely, lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow beneath them, and her voice was as soft as a sigh:
"If it's Xiaoman, I will wish her well."
She paused, her fingertips tracing the warm rim of the cup. "She has the same right as us to pursue marital happiness. There's no reason for us to deprive her of that possibility just because of our own thoughts."
Marriage, legality, and openness—these words struck the hearts of the two like invisible hammers.
Even though the sisters are very close and take each other's presence for granted, in the end, only one of them can stand by Gu Luo's side, be recognized by the law, and be blessed by the world.
Silence fell once again in this small space, and even the sound of traffic outside the window seemed a little distant.
After a long while, Luo Shuning raised her hand to look at her phone screen, and gently pushed the untouched cappuccino in front of her to Luo Shuhe's table: "Help me drink it, I still have work to talk to my mother-in-law about."
The "mother-in-law" she referred to was naturally Tang Qi; the term was both deliberate and natural.
Upon hearing this, Luo Shuhe couldn't help but laugh out loud, but there was no smile in her eyes: "My sister has learned a lot from me; she also knows how to find connections and take shortcuts."
"We're all sisters, we should learn from each other."
Luo Shuning also curled the corners of her mouth, put on her coat, picked up the beige leather bag from the back of the chair, and her skirt gently swept the ground as she stood up.
"I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he turned and walked out of the coffee shop. His little leather shoes made a crisp sound on the wooden floor as he walked away.
Luo Shuhe picked up the cappuccino, brought it close to her nose to smell it, and then took a small sip—a third of the milk, with two sugar cubes, just her favorite flavor.
She watched Luo Shuning's departing figure outside the window, her fingers gently tracing the rim of her cup, her gaze gradually deepening.
Neither of them mentioned Shen Qingling.
Because Shen Qingling is now the best cover.
Otherwise, if someone were to focus their attention on them, things could get interesting, since a sudden breakup and school transfer must have a reasonable explanation.
This is the reason why Shen Qingling came to them.
It was precisely because they all understood this that Gu Luo and the others turned a blind eye to some of Shen Qingling's actions.
Of course, Shen Qingling understood the intricacies of the situation, so she took advantage of this opportunity to launch a frenzied attack.
Both sides are fully aware of this; it's all an open conspiracy, so it's up to each side to see what they can do.
As for how close Gu Luo and Shen Qingling's relationship could get, Luo Shuhe really didn't care too much; even if they slept together, it wouldn't matter.
In Luo Shuhe's eyes, she had absolutely no chance of rising to power.
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