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"Oh my, that's right! So the person you have a crush on is Huo Dongkai?"
Yu Suihuan looked her up and down, taking a good look at the girl. "What a nice girl, when did she lose her sight? She actually likes Huo Dongkai?"
But then again, thinking it over, everyone has their own preferences. Huo Dongkai is good-looking, comes from a decent family background, and has a charming personality. It's only natural that girls would be attracted to him.
Just because she doesn't like that type doesn't mean other girls won't!
"Oh dear," Wu Qiaoli said, her face turning red as she stammered, unsure of how to respond.
"Just say it, yes or no? If yes, then this could really work out for you!"
"Yes!" Wu Qiaoli replied, feeling all flustered.
"Alright then, leave this to me!"
Wu Qiaoli didn't know that Huo Dongkai liked her, but Yu Suihuan did. There's an old saying that goes: it's better to tear down ten temples than to ruin one marriage!
If she could help make this happen, wouldn't that be a good deed for herself?
It's just breaking through a thin layer of paper; it's not difficult at all.
After bidding farewell to Wu Qiaoli, Yu Suihuan carried a few bags and headed towards the school.
"Those bags seem heavy; let me help you with them."
Seeing Wu Qiaoli leave, Yang Qinghe hurried over to Yu Suihuan's side.
"Comrade Yang, I know I look like my sister, but I'm not her."
"If you have something to say to me, I'll gladly chat with you out of respect for my sister. But as for following me around, please stop doing that; it causes us both a lot of trouble."
Watching the girl in front of him talk with her mouth moving up and down, Yang Qinghe felt a momentary daze.
Whether in action or expression, who else could it be but Xiao Yu? Yet, no matter how strong the feeling, it remains just that—a feeling. He couldn't simply act on his emotions and reveal his heart to the young lady. There was no rush; he needed to wait until he had clarified everything.
"Miss, you are right; I was too forward! It's just that you and your sister look so much alike that I couldn't help but want to steal a few more glances!"
Yu Suihuan recalled a saying: "When someone resembles her even slightly, I become flustered." He wondered if Yang Qinghe felt the same way at that moment.
"Comrade Yang, I understand what you mean. My sister is no longer with us, so please don't dwell in the past. Since you are already engaged, I hope you can cherish your fiancée and not let her down. I believe she wouldn't be pleased with our frequent interactions. As you've seen, even without direct contact, she's already causing me trouble, hasn't she?"
"I'm sorry for causing you any distress. Rest assured, I will resolve this matter."
"Thank you. As for your relationship with your fiancée, please try to keep it private and resolve things behind closed doors."
"What relationship? I haven't even married her yet!" Yang Qinghe's hand instinctively clenched. Engagement was not his intention. Even if they were engaged, marriage was still a matter of time.
"I will not marry her; my heart has always belonged to Sister alone!"
Yu Suihuan pouted, feeling too weary to continue the conversation. Did he really think he could get engaged and still pursue her? What did he mean by that? Did he want to have it both ways?
"Comrade Yang, it's getting late; I should head back!"
"I'll walk you home!"
"No need, thank you!"
Yu Suihuan looked up at him with a polite smile, then maneuvered around him with her bags and headed toward the school.
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