"If you don't believe me, you can ask Wen Zeyu. He knows very well about the past of my sister and brother-in-law. You know, he used to run errands for my brother-in-law and my sister a lot."
It was clear that the expected effect had been achieved, and Yin Anran, who was smiling brightly, did not forget to use the insidious touch-up.
God knows how much she hates Wen Zeyu who has always stood between her and Qin Jinhuan.
Three years ago, if Wen Zeyu, who had ulterior motives, had not repeatedly persuaded Qin Jinhuan to send her to study abroad, she would not have been separated from her dear brother-in-law for such a long time, and it would have been impossible for Mu Yu to take advantage of the situation and occupy the Qin family. The name of young mistress.
If Mu Yu could make Mu Yu lose her trust in Wen Zeyu and give Wen Zeyu a small blow, it would be a happy thing for her.
Here, Mu Yu stared blankly at the skirt in his hand and remained silent for a long time. Yin Anran's words "My sister likes white slim-fitting long dresses best" kept echoing in her ears.
White, slim fit, long dress, all matched.
"Miss Mu, don't be sad. Get used to it slowly. I guess you will receive many gifts that my sister will like in the future." As if telling a big joke, Yin Anran said it and pretended to laugh.
Mu Yu, who was still secretly feeling sad, looked at her proud smile and suddenly realized that she had been fooled and was being picked on by others. She quickly took a deep breath to adjust her mood. After thinking for a while, she looked at Yin Anran and spoke out.
"Miss Yin also likes white long skirts?"
Only then did Yin Anran realize that she was wearing a long white skirt under her woolen coat. She subconsciously tucked up the skirt and replied with a guilty conscience: "Yes, I was influenced by my sister and I also like white long skirts."
"Is it possible that the skirt you are wearing was also given by Ah Huan?"
"is it not OK?"
Mu Yu had already seen through her slightly red face and smiled disapprovingly: "Are you jealous when you found out that Ah Huan bought me a dress, so you bought one quickly and deliberately came here to provoke her by saying that this is the type your sister likes?"
"Hey! This is the type that my sister likes. You are just deceiving yourself if you think so."
"These words without any proof are not convincing. Ah Huan gave me a gift to show that he has me in his heart. This is the most important thing."
"Have you in my heart?" Yin Anran sneered, "Do you think my brother-in-law really has you in his heart? What he has in his heart has always been my sister."
"For example?" Feeling that Yin Anran was angry, Mu Yu's mood improved a lot, and he sat down on the bed with a smile.
Yin Anran paused, squinted and asked, "Have you and my brother-in-law gone to the movies?"
"Seen."
"The movie must be a horror movie, right? I'll buy you popcorn and plum juice, right?"
"Yes, I like these."
Yin Anran sneered: "You don't like it, it's my sister who likes it. My brother-in-law should have bought you KFC French fries and egg tarts, right? These are what my sister also likes."
Before Mu Yu could say anything, she continued, "My sister is still red-green blind and can't tell the difference between traffic lights, so she is very nervous every time she crosses the road. My brother-in-law will carefully hold her hand every time to protect her. I guess. When you and my brother-in-law cross the street, he will also hold your hand, right? That is also a habit formed because of my sister."
"Is there anything else that can show Ah Huan's deep love for your sister? Let's talk about it together." Mu Yu asked with a smile.
Unexpectedly, she could still laugh, which surprised Yin Anran. After thinking for a while, she continued: "My brother-in-law never touched coriander before. He only accepted coriander because my sister liked it. In the past, my brother-in-law used to go to bed early and get up early. , I became a night owl under the influence of my sister. My brother-in-law used to..."
"You must also like to watch horror movies, eat popcorn and drink sour plum juice, right?" Mu Yu suddenly interrupted her.
"Uh... yes, it's also influenced by my sister."
"Influenced by her, she likes to go to KFC, eat coriander, and is also a night owl?"
"Yes." Because of what she said before about being influenced by her sister, Yin Anran could only answer the question bravely. Feeling that Mu Yu wanted to continue asking, she suddenly felt uneasy in her heart.
"Miss Yin is 36D, right?"
Seeing that Mu Yu did not continue to ask, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Mu Yu's bra cup was obviously smaller than hers, she straightened her chest proudly: "Yes, 36D."
"Your sister should be 36D too."
"This, I don't remember this. I was less than eleven years old when my sister passed away." There was a flicker in Yin Anran's eyes, but it was fleeting.
"I know, your sister is 36D."
"Oh? How do you know? My brother-in-law told you?"
"No, you told me."
Yin Anran was very surprised: "Me? When did I say such things to you? I only said that I am 36D."
"Because your sister is 36D, you are 36D."
"That's because we share the same genetics."
"What I mean is, because your sister is 36D, that's why you allowed yourself to 'grow' into 36D."
"What do you mean by that?" Yin Anran asked, hiding her uneasiness.
Mu Yu smiled and shook his head, with a hint of sympathy: "It's really not easy to imitate my sister so hard for so many years and even go for plastic surgery."
Yin Anran blinked her slightly flashing eyes, and forced herself to retort confidently: "Why do you say that I deliberately imitated my sister and even had plastic surgery? Do I need to imitate her? The sisters were born from the same mother, so they look alike. It’s normal to have the same living habits, okay?”
Mu Yu said this just to stimulate Yin Anran and cause trouble for him. He unexpectedly discovered the anxiety and guilt hidden in Yin Anran's eyes. He immediately realized that he might have got it wrong. He couldn't help but be very surprised. He originally felt a little sympathy, but Yin Anran's disdainful look immediately made her sympathy disappear in an instant.
After a few seconds, she deliberately glanced at the skirt in her hand, then glanced at Yin Anran's skirt, and asked quietly: "Is it normal for sisters born from the same mother to like the same type of things?"
"of course!"
"So you like your brother-in-law too?"
"Uh... yes, I like my brother-in-law very much." Mu Yu's sudden question initially caught Yin Anran off guard. After a pause of two seconds, she chose to admit it generously.
Anyway, sooner or later she would find a chance to have a showdown with Mu Yu.
Yin Anran's shameless words made Mu Yu even more disgusted. She sneered and teased: "I heard people say before that 'my sister-in-law's butt is half as big as my brother-in-law'. I never believed that there could be such a shameless sister-in-law in the world. I finally saw it today."
She felt that to deal with a shameless person like Yin Anran, she had to temporarily put aside her basic moral qualities and be vulgar when it was time to be vulgar.
Yin Anran didn't take her teasing and insults seriously. Instead, he took advantage of the situation with a provocative tone: "I like my brother-in-law. I am willing to leave half of my bed for my brother-in-law. What's the fuss about? If you can't stand it, You can leave my brother-in-law."
"Why do I dislike him? Why do you want to leave him? You are kind enough to 'lighten' my burden." After a pause, Mu Yu slowed down his sarcasm, "It stands to reason that A-Huan would meet such a good sister-in-law like you. It's just bad luck, but it's a pity that he is an exception who doesn't understand Fengqing. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, I've let you down, I really feel wronged to you. "
She said this because she wanted to test Yin Anran's reaction, because she didn't know the extent of the relationship between Qin Jinhuan and Yin Anran. She really hoped that the fact that they were having an affair was just her malicious speculation, but she didn't know that her unintentional temptation had touched Yin Anran's sore spot.
Here, Yin Anran pointed at her nose and cursed angrily: "How do you know that my brother-in-law is an exception for his love? When I was making out with him, you didn't know where he was."
Mu Yu instantly saw the clues and couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, especially when she became angry from embarrassment, which made her even more happy.
Suddenly thinking of "Little Dudu" she found in the lounge the day before yesterday, she resisted the urge to laugh and said sarcastically: "You two are so intimate that you don't even have time to break up "Little Dudu", right? Tsk tsk tsk, it's really passionate. Shoot."
Realizing that Mu Yu had seen through her Xiao Jiujiu, Yin Anran's face suddenly turned dark. Originally she wanted to pick on Mu Yu's joke, but she didn't want to become the joke. At this moment, she couldn't stay in the small lounge anymore and said bitterly, "What's so proud about? You will always have to Living in my sister's shadow" and then walked away.
As soon as Yin Anran left, Mu Yu put away her smile. When she looked at the skirt on the bed, her eyes were full of disgust.
Although she already knew at this time that the relationship between Yin Anran and Qin Jinhuan was just Yin Anran's wishful thinking, Yin Anran's persistence still made her feel unhappy. What's more, Qin Jinhuan's feelings for Yin Anjing are obvious - she really felt what Yin Anran said about Yin Anjing in Qin Jinhuan. Although Yin Anjing has been dead for ten years, she still feels it at this time. It stuck in her throat like a fish bone, making her feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
To be honest, today Qin Jinhuan brought snacks, ate with him, and finally gave him a gift. Although it surprised her, she couldn't help but feel a little moved. However, after Yin Anran made such a fuss, she was moved. The meaning is gone.
Turning her head, she saw the white skirt on the bed that she had always liked. Thinking of Yin Anran's words, she became more and more angry, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.
Finally, she took out the scalpel she brought with her as a self-defense "weapon" from her bag and prepared to "operate" on the white skirt. When she was about to do it, she was attracted by the golden color in her hand.
Hey, why did her scalpel change from silver to gold? !
After seeing her name engraved on the knife, she remembered that it was one of the gifts Qin Jinhuan gave her at Christmas.
She didn't even remember where she threw the set of scalpels. How could a knife appear in her bag
She opened her satchel and rummaged through it carefully, only to find that the silver knife that Xin Yihan had given her before was missing. She immediately guessed that Qin Jinhuan had done something good, and became furious. She "divided" the skirt and put it back in the box. Finally, she angrily walked out of the lounge with a scalpel, ready to settle the score with Qin Jinhuan.
After leaving the lounge, she remembered that she had no idea where Qin Jinhuan was. Just as she was about to call him, the door to the office was suddenly kicked open.