As for why this happened, it's actually quite fascinating.
This is all thanks to Qin Ao's "great help."
Because of Qin Ao's presence, Xi Suiyu basically has no chance to be alone with Song Rushuang.
If we really have to say who is familiar, Xi Suiyu and Qin Ao are probably familiar.
What they said to each other was much more than what they said to Song Rushuang alone.
If we really want to talk about affection, even if Xi Suiyu likes Qin Ao, it is impossible for him to like her, right?
"Xiao Yan, do you know what a same-sex husband is?"
Xi Yan blinked, looking confused.
Of course she wouldn't know.
Song Rushuang looked into her eyes and said word by word:
"Probably, while you were with your brother, you fell in love with someone else."
"Lin Qianyi?"
Song Rushuang burst out laughing.
"Maybe it's not Lin Qianyi, it could be Princess Xi."
Xi Yan was finally stimulated by Song Rushuang's remarks.
She opened her mouth and finally said what she wanted to say.
"Sister, even washing a princess is not as pretty as my brother."
After a pause, Xi Yan immediately persuaded:
"Sister, you probably haven't seen Princess Xi. She looks nothing like my brother. I don't think you like her looks."
Song Rushuang thought about it in her mind.
She had only seen Princess Xi's appearance in a passing car.
It certainly didn't leave a deep impression on her.
Song Rushuang said slowly:
"Aren't they siblings? They have the same parents, how could they be different?"
Xi Yan's expression was serious. She really had something to say about this matter.
"Sister, you're right. Although they have the same father, they are not born from the same mother. You can probably tell that my brother, a boy, is prettier than us girls. One of the reasons is that he looks like his mother.
Song Rushuang didn't expect that there was such a hidden story in this matter.
Song Rushuang stopped talking nonsense with Xi Yan.
Xi Yan's obsession had not yet subsided, and Song Rushuang said in a deep voice:
"Xiao Yan, what you said makes sense. I will definitely consider your brother carefully."
Xi Yan immediately became excited:
"Sister, are you serious?"
Song Rushuang wanted to raise her finger and swear on the spot:
"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?"
System Xiao Ai's voice sounded faintly:
"Host, I am really worried sometimes."
"What are you worried about?"
"If lying means being struck by lightning, I think I should finally untie you."
Song Rushuang narrowed her eyes.
System Xiao Ai's voice continued to sound:
"Otherwise, I'd really be worried about getting hit."
Song Rushuang's mouth twitched slightly, and she immediately defended herself:
"I didn't cheat anyone, so how could I be hit by this?"
"Why would you lie to Xi Yan? She's so young, she must believe everything you say."
Song Rushuang finally understood the deeper meaning behind System Xiao Ai's words.
"Ah, Xiao Ai, you mean to say you're worried that washing your rouge will affect what happens next, causing a chain reaction?"
System Xiao Ai agreed.
Song Rushuang said:
"We'll talk about the future after it happens."
…
After being injured for a month, Xiyan's leg finally had a complete makeover.
Before removing the bandage on Xiyan's leg, Song Rushuang asked softly:
"Are you ready?"
Xi Yan was silent for a long time, then nodded heavily.
"Well, I'm ready, sister, you can take it apart."
"Really? What if your wound doesn't heal and leaves a scar?"
After all, she is a young girl. How could she not care about the scars on her body?
Xi Yan hesitated for a long time before she slowly spoke:
"I've seen how hard Sister Xiaoqi has tried these days."
After a pause, Xi Yan made up her mind:
"So, even if it really does leave a scar, that's my fate. It definitely has nothing to do with you, sister."
She was so reasonable and considerate that Song Rushuang felt warm in her heart.
"Well, since you're mentally prepared, I'll remove your stitches."
Song Rushuang put on an expression of "dying bravely".
"Don't worry about me, sister. Just tear it down."
Song Rushuang sat next to Xi Yan, then reached out and carefully removed her stitches.
Xi Yan's heart was in her throat.
Anyone can say nice words or words to comfort others, let alone wash rouge?
It’s just that I say one thing with my mouth and think another thing in my heart.
If possible, she certainly hopes that there will be no scars on her legs.
Xi Yan didn't look like she didn't care at all.
Until the last step, Xi Yan subconsciously closed her eyes.
She kept telling herself not to be nervous, but when the most critical moment came, she found that she still couldn't face it.
The rustling sounds around me seemed to stop suddenly.
Xiyan heard Song Rushuang's voice:
"It's okay, little girl."
Xi Yan did not open her eyes immediately, but asked quickly:
"Is there a scar?!"
Song Rushuang couldn't help but smile.
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