Is secretly thinking about my sister a bad thing?
Mu Yiran pouted and patted his head, "Fine, for my sake, it doesn't count."
The boy chuckled softly.
"What did you bring?" Shi Youxi took a small gift box from her hand.
Mu Yiran wanted to dismantle it, but then stopped.
"I just received it. It seems to be a congratulatory gift from the Helian family. Don't you want to take a look?"
Shi Youxi paused as she was about to put the gift on the flower bed next to her. She casually opened the gift box, which contained a key and a property certificate.
"It's just an apartment, next to the university."
Mu Yiran: "?!?!"
Shi Youxi didn't take it out to look at it. He shook it a couple of times to make sure there was nothing else inside, and then he was about to close the box.
Mu Yiran stopped him from his rather rough actions:
"Hey, hey, what's wrong? Don't you like it?"
Shi Youxi's fingers were pushed aside, and he slumped to the side, occasionally feeling her fingertips touch him.
"It's fine, there's nothing I dislike about it."
It was similar to any gift he had received in previous years.
Mu Yiran stared inwardly at the location and area marked on the property certificate.
A penthouse apartment in downtown N City, Liguo, is only worth: "So-so?" to this kid!
What about all that she prepared? Is that all?
Thinking about the photo albums she had prepared, Mu Yiran had never felt so clownish.
She calmly put the things away. "So what kind do you like? Or is there anything you particularly like among the things you received these past few days?"
The boy's dark eyes were illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, casting a crescent moon shape that drew Mu Yiran's gaze.
Shi Youxi snatched the gift box from her hand and tossed it aside.
Why did you ask that, sister?
"Could it be... that my sister hasn't prepared a gift for me yet?"
Mu Yiran nodded and then shook her head.
"No, I prepared it a long time ago, it's just... I've never picked out a gift like this for you before."
Shi Youxi narrowed his eyes: "Someone like me?"
Mu Yiran: "At your age."
"Just tell me what you're indifferent to, or what you want, and I can prepare it."
"So you've given gifts to other ages too?" The boy's voice suddenly dropped.
Mu Yiran paused in taking out her phone. "What other age?"
Before she could finish speaking, the boy in front of her stood up abruptly. "If you don't know, then go ask the people you've given gifts to, and ask me what other surprises I have in store."
"..."
The boy casually tossed out those words and turned to leave, leaving Mu Yiran stunned. She quickly grabbed him.
"No? What's wrong again? Why are you getting angry again?"
Shi Youxi turned her head away, refusing to look at her. "I don't know what I like either. Go ask someone else."
Go ask them.
"Why should I ask someone else? Isn't this your birthday present?" Mu Yiran turned to face him, but the boy turned his back again.
Mu Yiran turned again: "No need to be so precise, roughly? Is roughly okay?"
When Shi Youxi saw that she was changing the subject and not talking about men of other ages, her face grew increasingly sour, and she turned her back to him.
The two of them jumped around, which angered Mu Yiran, who grabbed the back of his head by the hair and turned his head away.
"Oh, ancestors, stop spinning!"
Shi Youxi was pulled down by her, and though he couldn't resist, he was somewhat unwilling.
He said, "Whatever I like, you'll give it to me? As many as you want?"
Mu Yiran: "Yes."
Shi Youxi thought for a moment, "This can't be considered my graduation gift or the compensation I promised."
The graduation ceremony, the promised compensation, and the birthday gift—none of them can be missing.
The boy counted on his fingers one by one, and he had to get Mu Yiran's nod of approval for each one he said.
Mu Yiran was amused by his appearance: "Why are you calculating with me so meticulously?"
Shi Youxi nodded, "If we don't do it this way, my sister will cheat."
He needed his sister to know how much she had promised him and how much she owed him, so that when he finally made his request, the woman would have no way to refuse or go back on her word.
Mu Yiran agreed to everything, covering his outstretched fingers, "You'll get your share, don't worry, young master."
Shi Youxi pouted, stared at her for a moment, and then said very seriously after a few seconds:
"Actually, I don't know either."
Mu Yiran: "..."
Damn, my fist's hardened!
She took a deep breath. "I've received gifts for over a decade, and I haven't liked a single one?"
Seeing the woman gritting her teeth, Shi Youxi probably felt scared and pinched his nose in deep thought.
"I think so..."
Shi Youxi's mind flashed an image of a flattened instant cake, a wig used as a candle, and a pink plastic slipper.
He blurted out, "I like things that are exquisite yet inexpensive."
Mu Yiran: "...Nani?"
The boy nodded firmly: "And there's that burnt smell, something like that."
"..."
Mu Yiran's face went blank: "...What are you talking about?"
What does it mean to be exquisite yet inexpensive?
What's with the burnt smell?!
Shi Youxi: "Then you'll have to figure it out yourself, sister. If I tell you everything, it won't be a gift."
Mu Yiran grabbed a handful of her hair in frustration, "Fine...fine! What else is there? Tell me all at once!"
What else do you want...?
Shi Youxi looked at the woman in front of him, staring at her face and collarbone, and slowly blinked.
In the past, I was afraid to explore everything about her because I was afraid of her disappearing. On her upcoming birthday, will I finally have the right to know?
"I want to know about my sister..."
Mu Yiran didn't hear clearly, "Huh?"
The boy leaned closer to her, his mouth opening and closing.
The sound of the airflow around her ears grew fainter and fainter, and Mu Yiran focused her attention to listen...
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
Downstairs in the garden.
Guan Shiyan held four ceremonial cannons, two under his left armpit and two under his right armpit, with a curled whistle dangling from his mouth.
Blow twice, then fire a cannon.
"Congratulations to my young master Shi on passing the imperial examination! Where is he?! I came to personally deliver the gift to him, why didn't he come out to greet me?!"
"..."
The enthusiastic cannon salutes were still ringing out when Mu Yiran heard Ai Ni run out and tell him to stop firing the cannons.
Then came the arrogant crackling of cannons.
Shi Youxi clicked her tongue and quickly went downstairs.
Mu Yiran was the only one left in the garden. She walked over and leaned against the fence, looking down at the building.
Shi Youxi and Guan Shiyan said something to each other, and the young man expressionlessly pulled out a ceremonial cannon and blasted Guan Shiyan's face with confetti.
Mu Yiran chuckled and rubbed her ears.
She thought of the words Shi Youxi had just whispered.
"I want to know who my sister is."
He wanted to know who she was.
She is neither Mu Ran, the maid from a few years ago, nor Cheng Ran, the eldest daughter of the Cheng family.
It was just her, Mu Yiran.
Thinking about it this way, the total time spent with Shi Youxi during the two time travels adds up to almost a year, but they have never really gotten to know each other.
She didn't reveal her true identity before, not only because time travel is absurd, but also because she was afraid that if she did, she would be forced to erase her traces because it affected the development of reality, just like when she went to find Mu Yiran from 16 years ago.
But her body is about to die.
Then what else can't be said?
It would be a good opportunity to get to know Shi Youxi again.
Just imagine what kind of expression Shi Youxi would make if he knew that he was calling someone two years younger than him "sister."
Mu Yiran was inexplicably looking forward to it.
She clicked on a shop on Taobao and sent a private message to the shop owner.
Hello, do you... offer custom-made perfumes with a burnt scent?
After a few seconds, she carefully added:
Please don't ignore this message; I'm a legitimate buyer.
Customer Service 250: ...
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The invitations for the birthday party and graduation ceremony have been ordered. Since Li Buhuo is not here, Mu Yiran asked Chen Yiting to deliver the invitations to several shareholders of the group.
"Aren't you going to give them to President Qi and the others?" Chen Yiting noticed that there were only three invitations on her desk.
Mu Yiran was on a shopping spree on Taobao, casually remarking:
"I'm not familiar with those people, so there's no need for that."
Anyway, just like Cheng Li, she'll be purged from the Cheng family. It's their fault for choosing the wrong older brother... no, the wrong older sister.
Chen Yiting didn't understand what she meant, but she did as she was told and put it away. She looked around the office and noticed that Ai Ni seemed to be busy today and wasn't with her. The new bodyguard was outside the door.
At this moment, only she and General Manager Cheng were in the office.
The woman sat on the sofa with her head down. Chen Yiting quietly picked up a lipstick that was casually placed next to the invitation, wanting to twist it open and smell the scent, but afraid that the woman would find out, she immediately stuffed it into her pocket.
Then her gaze slowly settled on a wooden crate about one and a half meters long in the corner.
She had never seen this before, but it was easy to tell from the packaging that it was a gift to be given away.
Gift……
She remembered the birthday gift that CEO Cheng had promised her, and Chen Yiting couldn't help but let her imagination run wild... Could that be the gift that CEO Cheng was going to give her!
The wooden box was beautifully packaged, and it even had a pink ribbon tied into a bow. Chen Yiting liked it more and more as she looked at it!
She had intended to calmly wait for Mr. Cheng to deliver it to her himself, but she really couldn't wait any longer!
"That young Mr. Cheng..."
The woman didn't look up: "Hmm?"
Chen Yiting nervously licked her lips. "Is the one by the window for me? Can I take it?"
Mu Yiran was giving feedback on her fragrance experience to the perfume shop owner and didn't even see what she was referring to. "Hmm, it's for you, take it."
Chen Yiting was stunned for a moment, then smiled excitedly, "Thank you, Mr. Cheng!"
She tried to grab her furry rabbit to calm herself down, but when she grabbed at empty air, she remembered that she had already abandoned the rabbit because she felt that the rabbit could no longer satisfy her empty companionship.
She almost couldn't hold back anymore during this time...
Fortunately, she now has a new toy!
Chen Yiting was excitedly lost in thought. She casually stuffed the invitation into her pocket and grabbed one of the handles of the large wooden crate.
With a "thud," she let go of the box, which fell to the ground, making Mu Yiran look up.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect him to be so heavy..."
Don't touch that!
Chen Yiting was startled by the woman's loud voice, and the wooden box slipped from her hand and fell onto the marble floor again.
Mu Yiran quickly went over, dragged the box over, and opened it. Inside was a cello case.
There was a special cello in the case.
Chen Yiting looked at the gleaming soundboard and reached out in surprise to touch it to see if it was inlaid with diamonds.
The next second, her hand was released.
"Mr. Cheng?"
Mu Yiran checked that the items were intact, closed the violin case, put the items back in their original place, and spoke with a hint of reproach:
How could you be so careless?
Chen Yiting stood up in a daze, "Isn't this for me?"
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