Chapter 31 Sister, don't ask, don't say, don't scare her.
Mu Tingyu's eyes widened instantly, and she stammered, "Sister... sister?"
She suddenly panicked for some reason and jumped to her feet, saying, "I...I'll change my clothes..."
Xing Ze pressed her back into the chair: "Let's eat first."
“But…” Mu Tingyu tilted her head up and looked at him expectantly.
"Listen to me." Xing Ze placed his hand on her head. "You didn't eat breakfast, so you have to finish this bowl of porridge."
Xing En's voice could still be heard from downstairs. Xing Ze frowned with a headache and rubbed the fluffy head under his hand.
It felt so good, he was a little reluctant to let go. Seeing that the girl was still staring at him, he slid his hand down and touched her earlobe: "Did you hear that?"
"I heard you."
Seeing that she obediently turned back to drink her porridge, he carried the soiled quilt and blankets outside.
Before stepping out the door, she stopped and hesitated before saying, "If you don't want to go downstairs, then don't. She won't come up."
Mu Tingyu, with a spoon in her mouth, slowly nodded.
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As soon as Xing Ze went downstairs, he saw a tall, slender woman wearing oversized sunglasses and ten-centimeter stilettos, leaning against the handrail with her arms crossed, exuding an aura of confidence.
"......"
If I didn't know she was my own sister, I would have thought it was a creditor coming to collect a debt.
Her older sister complained, "Why did it take you so long to come down?"
Xing Ze remained calm: "I didn't hear it while I was in the room."
"Oh, really?" Xing En raised her chin. "Your room is on the second floor?"
"......"
"You think I can't hear footsteps?"
"......"
"Hmph." Xing En was too lazy to expose him and went straight to the point, asking, "Is that girl's stomachache any better? Did all that stuff I told you yesterday help?"
"Hmm," he responded, then asked, "Why are you here?"
Xing En pushed her sunglasses, which were almost bigger than her face, up to the top of her head, revealing her exquisite eye makeup. She raised an eyebrow with short, upturned eyeliner at the corner of her eye: "Can't I come?"
"What are you standing there for? Do you have to stand at the top of the stairs to talk?"
"......"
Xing Ze led her to the kitchen and poured her a glass of water.
Xing En gracefully picked up the glass, took a sip, and slowly put it down before uttering a startling statement: "I've come to meet this girl."
"After all, it's quite rare for an old blockhead like you to finally bloom. I want to see what kind of girl can win you over."
"......"
Xing Ze rubbed his eyebrows, looking annoyed. "You really have nothing better to do."
"You don't know anything." Xing En sneered, "If I don't come, it'll be the old man who comes. You should be secretly happy."
Xing Ze paused for a moment, clearly not wanting to see that scene, and his expression softened slightly: "How did you get here?"
"Have someone take me to the intersection. This place is too remote; cars can't even drive in."
Xing En whined and blew on her manicured nails.
"Where is the girl? Is she lying down?"
"We're eating upstairs."
"So thoughtful," Xing En looked at him curiously, "You even bring food upstairs? You can't even get me something at home."
"......"
"You've been here for several years now, time really flies." She suddenly sighed, "Hey, do you know how much I wanted to catch you dating too early? I knew several couples who were secretly holding hands at the school gate, but you wouldn't even give a girl a second glance, all you did was read books and play with those models all day."
“The old man has tried to set you up on blind dates these past few years, but I’ve turned him down.”
Xing En pouted as he spoke, "You little rascal, you obviously don't know how to treat people well. Who knows how you're going to mess with them?"
"......"
Xing En's personality is the complete opposite of his; he is sharp-tongued, unforgiving, and very difficult to deal with.
Just in case, Xing Ze gave her a heads-up.
"When she comes down, don't say anything irrelevant in front of her."
"Oh?"
Xing En raised an eyebrow knowingly and mocked him, "Looks like things aren't going well?"
"I thought you two were already together. What's going on? Are you still pursuing her?"
Xing Ze was about to speak when he was interrupted again.
"I told you your personality isn't likable, right? You're always so quiet, you won't say a word. What girl would want to be with you?"
Xing En made several sarcastic remarks, but finally remembered the meager sibling bond between them and forced a consolation, "It's okay, at least you're good-looking. For your looks, that girl can't reject you so quickly."
"..." Xing Ze said calmly, "It's not what you think."
"What happened?" Xing En tapped the glass with her manicured nails with interest. "Come on, tell me. Your older sister has been navigating the dating scene for years, so let me give you some bad advice."
Xing Ze looked at her expression, which seemed to be enjoying the show, and said with a headache, "Don't ask anything or say anything. Just treat it as a fun activity. Don't scare her."
This kid only spoke the truth in his last sentence.
Xing En crossed his legs casually: "You're progressing so slowly, be careful someone else beats you to it."
Seeing that he didn't respond, Xing En let him be and asked, "What's the deal with that big tent at your door?"
Before Xing Ze could speak, a commotion arose at the doorway.
Shaoyue and the others are back.
Zhang Xin's loud voice rang out: "Brother Xing! Can we set up the barbecue grill at the entrance?"
Before he could finish speaking, the man hurried into the kitchen, and stopped abruptly when he saw a stranger there.
"Brother Xing, who is this...?"
Xing En propped her head up with her hand, a smile playing on her red lips: "Guess?"
"Huh?" Zhang Xin looked between the two of them, stunned. "Girlfriend?"
Xing En immediately burst into laughter.
The others walked in while talking, and when they saw a bright and beautiful woman with a completely different style suddenly appear in the kitchen, they were all stunned.
"Wow, so many people." Xing En leaned against the table and waved to them. "Hello."
All of them turned their heads toward Xing Ze.
"My older sister."
Everyone suddenly realized, and Huang Jing laughed, "Brother Xing, you actually have an older sister? Your sister is so beautiful!"
"Your sister has such a sweet tongue~" Xing En smiled and blew a kiss. "Your sisters are beautiful too. Your two brothers are handsome as well. Are you still students?"
None of them had ever seen anything like this before, and their faces turned somewhat red.
Zhang Xin stammered, "Yes, yes."
"Oh, that's great! I love young people like you!"
Xing Ze sighed helplessly, clearly used to her flirtatious manner, and said to them, "Put the ingredients on the counter."
Once everyone realized what was happening, they hurriedly put down the bags and packages they were carrying, and then began washing their hands and preparing the ingredients.
Xing En asked, "Are you having a barbecue?"
"Yes, tonight."
Xing En was quite interested and was about to stand up to help when he suddenly heard a voice.
"You are... Chief of Police?"
She turned her head and raised an eyebrow in surprise: "You know me?"
Wang Jiale was clearly extremely surprised, but she still tried her best to control her expression: "My father is Hongjia's project manager. I don't know if you know him."
"Oh... Hongjia, I think we've worked together before, but I don't remember."
Hearing this casual reply, Wang Jiale took a breath, a little nervous: "I've seen you at the banquet before, so... I'm taking the liberty of saying hello."
"No need to be so polite." Xing En waved his hand and asked, "Are you Xing Ze's friend?"
"No, no." Wang Jiale looked a little embarrassed. "We are all Mu Tingyu's friends."
Shepherd's words?
Xing En immediately realized: "Is it the girl who lives at Xing Ze's house?"
“Yes,” he said cautiously. “We came to visit Tingyu, and it just so happened that Brother Xing’s house can cook, so we asked him to take us in.”
Xing En nodded knowingly, his eyes darting around, and he struck up a conversation familiarly: "Hey, Tingyu... what's this girl's personality like?"
"Huh?" Wang Jiale didn't react for a moment.
Xing En gave him a look of exasperation, then lowered her voice: "I'm asking you..."
Xing Ze's voice came from beside the sink: "Xing En, don't ask questions."
"......"
Xing En rolled her eyes at him and stood up: "So stingy, I can't even ask."
Her plan to secretly investigate failed, and her desire to help vanished completely. Somewhat annoyed, she stomped out of the kitchen in her high heels.
Xing Ze continued washing vegetables with a normal expression, seemingly unaffected.
Cao Yaxi whispered to the others beside her, "Such a unique older sister..."
Huang Jing's eyes sparkled: "It's so beautiful! I really want to try this style; it feels so cool."
“Give it a try,” Shaoyue said with a smile. “Aren’t you the older sister type too?”
"I can't," Huang Jing shook her head helplessly. "I can't wear heavy makeup. It always feels so strange, like a child pretending to be an adult. This lady is different. That flying kiss was absolutely mesmerizing!"
The girls chuckled softly.
Cao Yaxi suddenly seemed to notice something and asked in surprise, "Zhang Xin, why is your face red?"
"Wow, it really is! Hahaha..."
Wang Jiale stood beside the table, still somewhat dazed.
Xing Ze is actually Xing En's younger brother.
Although they shared the same surname, he didn't connect the two at all.
Now that I think about it carefully, the two of them do look quite alike.
He recalled the extremely sarcastic words he had said to Xing Ze last night, and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
What did he say? Did he say he couldn't get a table and was worried about money for tomorrow's food? ...
Who is Xing En? He's someone even his father would bow and greet respectfully. For someone of that caliber, money is just an external thing, and he's definitely not someone Xing En can afford to offend.
Moreover, judging from Xing Ze's attitude when he spoke to her just now, it was clearly the tone that only close friends would use, and the two seemed to have a very good relationship.
Wang Jiale watched Xing Ze quietly preparing the ingredients from behind and unconsciously swallowed.
Will he tell Xing En about this...?
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Xing En sat by the door, feeling a little bored, and nudged the little dog circling around her feet with the tip of her shoe.
This countryside is no fun at all. I really don't know how Xing Ze manages to spend his days here.
Her brother is incredibly boring; he's quiet, doesn't like to talk to people, and is utterly useless except for his face. I don't know how that girl can put up with his awful temper...
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairs behind me.
She turned around in surprise and saw a girl wearing a white T-shirt and jeans coming down the stairs, her steps somewhat hurried.
She blinked, instantly realizing who it was. Her eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up, her high heels clicking as she went to meet her.
As soon as Mu Tingyu stepped onto the ground and before she could even stand properly, she was enveloped by the overwhelming fragrance and embrace.
A bright, gentle voice rang in her ears: "You must be Xiaoyu, right? I've been waiting for you for so long~ Come here and let your big sister give you a hug!"
Mu Tingyu was caught off guard by the embrace and unconsciously took a step back. It took her a while to react before she stammered, "Ah, you...you must be Xing Ze's sister..."
"It's me! No need to be so polite, just call me Sister Xiao En~"
Xing En released her, then lovingly rubbed her cheeks: "Oh my, how can you be so cute!"
"Hmm..." Mu Tingyu blinked in surprise, clearly not used to the closeness of a complete stranger.
The person in front of me was wearing a French-style stand-up collar shirt and high-waisted black wide-leg trousers. She had long, wavy hair and a full face of exquisite makeup, with even her eyelashes curled and separated. She looked like a queen with an aura of power, invincible in any situation.
She wasn't short, but she looked rather short next to Xing En, who was wearing high heels.
And so, with no makeup and wearing slippers, she was held in the arms of a stunningly beautiful woman with an exceptionally elegant demeanor, her hands hanging helplessly in the air. She looked like a pitiful little thing at the mercy of others.
But she still looked up and obediently called out, "Sister Xiao En."
Xing En was overjoyed.
Oh my, is she really that cute?
Having seen many people in the world of fame and fortune, including those with heavy makeup, she is naturally very clean and tidy, and even her younger boyfriends are often the clean-cut type.
The girl in front of me had exquisite features and was definitely beautiful, but she wore no makeup and looked clean and fresh, which made her eyes look especially lively and lovely.
She liked it more and more as she looked at it, and wanted to touch it.
Suddenly someone rushed over, removed her hand from Mu Tingyu's face, and forcefully blocked them from each other.
"What are you doing?"
Xing Ze's voice was unusually urgent.
"Didn't I tell you not to scare her!"
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