The Beautiful Older Sister I Picked Up Is Good at Flirting - Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Snowflakes drifted down, piling up like small mountains on her head. Fu Siyi raised a hand to brush the accumulated snow from Fanzhen’s hat. When she looked down at her, the dimples at the corners of her mouth were too alluring, so warm they dazzled the eyes.

“Wife… I’m going to work now. I’ll save half the kisses for tonight.”

What a cunning little beast.

…This kind of thing can be paid in installments? Can her cheek get any thicker?

Fu Siyi embraced her slender waist, her breath drawing near, mingling with Fanzhen’s: “Is that alright?”

Fanzhen gazed at Fu Siyi’s perfect features so close to her, becoming more and more maddeningly captivating.

From the very first time she saw Fu Siyi, Fanzhen knew that she was destined to fall into the trap Fu Siyi dug for her, to be enthralled by her alone.

She lowered her head, a blush spreading across her cheeks: “Then… whatever you say, goes. You’re the master, I’m the servant. If you want to kiss… how can I refuse?”

Fu Siyi suddenly leaned closer, her red lips brushing Fanzhen’s ear cartilage as she whispered: “That’s right, I’m the master…”

“Jiejie…” Her expression was domineering, but her voice was low: “I now command you, kiss me…”

Fanzhen was about to glare at her, but looked up to see Fu Siyi smiling at her with curved lips, a smile that made her heart skip a beat.

Fanzhen finally couldn’t resist. She vigilantly looked around, then hooked Fu Siyi’s chin and kissed her.

Fu Siyi still had her eyes open, a clear, triumphant smile in their depths. A few seconds later, she closed her eyes in satisfaction, fully committing to the counterattack, opening her mouth to envelop Fanzhen’s lips, savoring her taste.

Jiejie’s taste… so sweet.

Since it was broad daylight and they were outside, Fanzhen didn’t dare to indulge too much. She gave Fu Siyi a taste of sweetness and then pulled away: “Satisfied now, master?”

Fu Siyi smiled, her eyes gleaming.

It made Fanzhen’s heart flutter.

Fanzhen turned her face away, revealing her flushed ear tips: “You, you really should go to work now.”

Fu Siyi lowered her head and kissed her blushing ear tip: “Then… Jiejie, let go…”

Fanzhen released her hands from Fu Siyi’s waist. After just a second, she reluctantly clutched Fu Siyi’s clothes: “I’ve let go, you let go too.”

Fu Siyi moved…

Then she raised her hands and embraced Fanzhen again, holding her even tighter than before.

“Jiejie, what if I can’t leave?” The Alpha’s voice was tinged with laughter, like a violin string plucking the fine hairs on Fanzhen’s ear.

“Ew~ so mushy.”

Fanzhen felt her ears were about to melt from the heat. She squirmed and pushed Fu Siyi away a little, only to be pulled back by her.

Fu Siyi loosely held her waist: “Wife, this afternoon I’m going to the mall to shoot some seasonal women’s clothing. I’ll pick some out for you then. Note down any you like, and I’ll have the boutique send them for you to try on.”

Fanzhen looked up, her expression astonished: “Buy clothes for me? No need, I wear a uniform every day, I can’t wear anything else.”

Fu Siyi looked down at her: “Starting tomorrow, you won’t have to wear a uniform anymore.”

“Why?”

Fu Siyi slowly leaned closer, touching her forehead to Fanzhen’s: “Because you’re my wife, and I don’t want you to do those serving jobs anymore.”

Fanzhen smiled gently: “What’s wrong with that? It’s not a very tiring job… Besides, being busy makes time pass faster.”

She reached out and stroked Fu Siyi’s cool cheek, saying softly: “Didn’t we agree to maintain a master-servant relationship outside? If you do this… give me special treatment, people will get suspicious.”

“But… I can’t bear for you to do these things.”

Fanzhen pursed her lips, her eyelashes a little damp. She leaned in and bit Fu Siyi’s lower lip: “Silly, in the Fu family, only you and Miss Cen are masters. Isn’t it right to take care of your own Alpha, and Miss Cen is an elder, so taking care of an elder is only proper.”

Fu Siyi imitated her, biting her lip back: “You always have so many reasons, but… you still need to choose clothes, because… you won’t be a maid anymore.”

Fanzhen paused: “What will I be if not a maid?”

Fu Siyi swayed her slender waist, smiling mysteriously and joyfully: “You’ll know tomorrow.”

…

At noon, Fu Siyi finally finished her meeting and returned to the general manager’s office. She opened the thick, securely wrapped insulated bag on her desk, peeling off layers of foil. A rich aroma instantly wafted out.

The corners of Fu Siyi’s lips curled up. She praised Fanzhen ten thousand times in her heart. Jiejie truly understood her, knowing she would definitely have a meeting first when she got to the company, so she wrapped layer after layer of insulating paper around the lunchbox. Two hours later, the pastries inside the box were still warm.

Jiejie was truly so virtuous and capable.

Fu Siyi’s smile deepened. She moved the documents on her desk aside, took out the lunchbox, and opened the lid.

Sesame lava buns, shrimp siomai, sticky rice lotus leaf wraps… all her favorites.

Fu Siyi took out disposable chopsticks from the drawer, picked up a sesame bun, and before she could put it in her mouth, she heard an exaggerated shriek from the doorway: “Wow wow wow wow wow, what smells so good?”

Fu Siyi barely looked up, seeing Aiqing, dressed ostentatiously, slowly approaching. Her ten-centimeter heels still didn’t prevent her from swaying her hips.

“Does Susan not want to work anymore? Letting you in again?” Fu Siyi frowned slightly, instinctively putting the sesame bun back into the lunchbox and closing the lid: “And next time, can you knock before coming in?”

“There’s no one as clever and capable as Secretary Su in this world. She knows when to let people in and when not to. Hehe, you don’t need her, I’m still short a helper.”

As she spoke, Aiqing had twisted her way to Fu Siyi’s desk, sniffing around like a hamster: “What’s in here? It smells so good.”

Fu Siyi extended her arm, cradling the lunchbox in her arm, looking protective of her food.

Aiqing grew even more curious seeing her like this: “This doesn’t look like something your company restaurant would make, nor does it look like takeout… Hey, Xiao Yi, open it and let me see what it is?”

“It’s just breakfast, what’s there to see?” Fu Siyi glanced at her indifferently, quietly tightening her hold on the lunchbox.

Aiqing couldn’t find an opening, but she sharp-sightedly noticed the uncovered sugar jar to Fu Siyi’s right. Before Fu Siyi could react, Aiqing snatched it up: “Xiao Yi, what’s this? Fruit candies?”

Fu Siyi looked up and swiftly snatched the sugar jar back, her expression changing instantly: “Don’t mess with my things.”

Aiqing didn’t get angry, grinning as she leaned towards Fu Siyi: “Fu Siyi, your breakfast… let me have a taste.”

Fu Siyi wasn’t a petty person, but the breakfast was handmade by Fanzhen, and Aiqing and Fang Songxian had both openly shown affection for Fanzhen before.

Anyone who liked Fanzhen was her love rival.

Fu Siyi was naturally stingy with love rivals, her gaze lightly sweeping over: “No.”

Aiqing evidently had no intention of giving up, leaning closer: “Then can you at least share a few fruit candies with me? You have a whole jar.”

“No.” The refusal was concise and clear.

Fu Siyi casually flipped open the documents on her desk, lifting her eyelids to glance at Aiqing: “What do you want? If it’s nothing, don’t disturb my work.”

Aiqing’s brows finally showed a hint of displeasure: “Can’t I come to see you if I have nothing specific?”

She reached out and closed Fu Siyi’s documents, slowly moving closer until their eyes were level: “Fu Siyi, I’ve noticed you’ve changed a lot recently, become less friendly… It’s not just me, even Songxian feels the same. She says… every time she goes to your house, you have a foul look on your face.”

Fu Siyi stared at Aiqing’s exquisitely made-up face, silently rolling her eyes inwardly.

Fang Songxian came to her house to pursue her wife. She was already being very polite by not chasing her away with a broom. Was she expected to greet her with a smile?

Fu Siyi coldly pushed away Aiqing’s hand that was pressing on the documents: “I have to work.”

Aiqing let out a low “tsk,” then pulled an invitation from her pocket and placed it over the documents in front of Fu Siyi.

Fu Siyi’s eyelashes fluttered, and she looked up: “What?”

“A red bomb, can’t you tell?” Aiqing sighed, seemingly troubled yet delighted: “Xiao Yi, I’m getting married.”

Fu Siyi was shocked, her expression somewhat unbalanced: “You’re getting married? To whom?”

Aiqing curled her lips, saying each word distinctly: “Sun, Yu, Qing.”

“Sun Yuqing? Speaker Sun’s daughter?” Fu Siyi’s mind went blank for a full five seconds. She, who was usually eloquent, stammered uncharacteristically: “But… but… you, aren’t you dating Sun Yuqing’s cousin? How can you marry her?”

“Because…” The matter was a bit complicated, Aiqing herself was still a little confused: “Because Sun Yuqing and I slept together. I… I marked her, a complete mark… so… that… I have to take responsibility for her, right?”

Fu Siyi was utterly flustered: “You and Sun Yuqing, you two…”

A layer of suspicious red appeared on Aiqing’s face: “This… actually, I have you to thank.”

Fu Siyi choked: “Thank me for what?”

“On Xia Yicheng’s birthday, Yuqing accidentally pushed you into the water. The next day she went to the Fu residence to apologize to you, but Housekeeper Ying stopped her, saying you didn’t want to see her.”

“That silly girl stayed at the Fu residence gate. If I hadn’t pulled her away, she would have frozen to death.”

“She insisted on drinking, so I took her to a bar…” Aiqing glanced shyly at Fu Siyi: “Later, both of us got drunk, and so… we ended up in the same bed…”

Fu Siyi tried her best to suppress the smile at the corner of her mouth: “That’s your own ‘skill,’ why thank me?”

Aiqing glared at her ill-temperedly: “Hey, Fu Siyi, are you really stupid or pretending to be? Can’t you see that Yuqing likes you? If you hadn’t pushed her away, would she have drowned her sorrows… and been forced to be with me?”

Fu Siyi was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up, placing her hands on Aiqing’s shoulders, her eyes filled with sincerity and blessing: “Aiqing, you’re the silly one. Even if you marked Sun Yuqing, if she didn’t want to marry you, with her family’s financial resources, no one could force her. Demarking isn’t a shameful thing in the country of Su, so… she truly wants to be with you, you fool.”

“Are you serious?” Aiqing’s slightly dim eyes suddenly lit up. The previous hint of confusion seemed to vanish, and her whole demeanor brightened: “So, Yuqing likes me too, right?”

Fu Siyi’s lips curved slightly, and she nodded gently.

Aiqing smiled, her expression finally showing relief: “Thank you, Xiao Yi.”

Fu Siyi turned, took the lunchbox from the insulated bag, and held it out to Aiqing: “Congratulations on finding happiness. This is for you.”

Aiqing was a little bewildered by Fu Siyi’s 360-degree change in attitude: “Just now you wouldn’t even let me smell it, how are you so generous now?”

Fu Siyi secretly muttered: Just now she was a love rival, now she’s an ally, of course it’s different.

She raised the lunchbox slightly, raising an eyebrow: “Because you’re getting married. This is my wedding gift.”

“Bah! You wish you could fob me off with two buns.” Aiqing’s refusal lasted less than three seconds before she was enticed by the aroma wafting from the lunchbox. She picked up a siomai with her bare hands and put it in her mouth, her eyes instantly lighting up: “Wow, this is so good.”

Her cheeks bulging, she asked indistinctly: “Xiao Yi, whose pastries are these? Where did you buy them? They’re so, so delicious. I’ll go buy some for Yuqing to try later.”

Fu Siyi proudly lifted her chin: “Brought from home. You can’t buy them outside.”

Aiqing grabbed another sesame bun, nodding exaggeratedly: “This is delicious too… Where did you hire your chef from? This kind of pastry isn’t common in the country of Su.”

Fu Siyi smiled without speaking, self-importantly holding up her phone to take photos.

Aiqing, emboldened, held up her disposable chopsticks: “I’ll try that pancake too…”

Fu Siyi was always very generous to married people. She pushed the lunchbox towards Aiqing: “Eat.”

Aiqing chewed on the sticky rice cake, leaning closer with a smirk, and suddenly blurted out: “Hey, Fanzhen made all these, didn’t she?”

Fu Siyi’s heart gave a sudden jump, and her eyes flickered.

She didn’t speak, neither admitting nor denying.

Two days ago, she secretly pulled strings to help Fanzhen apply for residency, keeping it from Fu Weirong. But the documents wouldn’t be ready for a few more days. If she admitted their relationship now, it would inevitably cause a huge commotion. If the news reached Fang Songxian’s ears, it was possible she might report Fanzhen out of jealousy, creating many complications.

Aiqing, seeing her silence, smiled knowingly: “Hehe, I understand. Such a beautiful Jiejie, even a Beta would find it hard not to be moved… Besides, she’s so gentle, capable, and understanding. If it weren’t for me being with Yuqing now…”

Aiqing’s latter half of the sentence abruptly cut off under Fu Siyi’s death glare. She gave an embarrassed laugh: “Of course, I wouldn’t have any improper thoughts, but Songxian, she…”

Aiqing caught the instability in Fu Siyi’s expression and no longer beat around the bush, stating directly: “Xiao Yi, you like Fanzhen, don’t you?”

Fu Siyi turned sideways, ignoring her.

Aiqing looked at the cold lines of her profile, curling her lips: “What, am I your imaginary enemy now? Are you afraid I’ll report Fanzhen? Fu Siyi, we’ve been friends for over ten years, don’t you have that much trust?”

Fu Siyi finally turned her face, meeting Aiqing’s gaze.

“You can trust me completely.” Aiqing’s tone was sincere, without a trace of falsehood: “Because I’ve noticed… Fanzhen’s eyes only show a full ‘Star of Africa,’ sparkling and bright, when she looks at you… not when she looks at Songxian. So Xiao Yi, I’m on your side.”

For the first time, Fu Siyi heard from someone else about Fanzhen’s favoritism and deep affection for her, which undoubtedly made her heart leap: “Fanzhen… does she?”

Aiqing nodded seriously: “However, I also think Songxian is serious about Fanzhen. Just now, I went to the Fang residence to deliver invitations, and her maid said Songxian left early this morning. Most likely, she went to your house to see Fanzhen. Otherwise, who else has such great ability to drag Young Miss Fang out of bed? Xiao Yi, you really need to keep a close eye, or your wife might be snatched away.”

Fu Siyi’s tone suddenly grew urgent: “Songxian went to my house again?”

Aiqing retorted: “What do you think? Lately, your doorstep has almost been worn out by her.”

Fu Siyi found that the air she exhaled was murky, yet she still forced herself to appear nonchalant, letting out a faint “oh”: “I still have work to do, so I won’t see you out.”

Aiqing was used to her sudden icy coldness and smiled faintly: “Be there early then.”

Fu Siyi buried her head in documents: “Mmm~”

Aiqing reached the door, and as if remembering something, she suddenly paused: “Xiao Yi, do you still remember how you fell into the water that day?”

Fu Siyi froze, looked up from her documents, and thought carefully: “I was watching the fireworks show by the lake when Sun Yuqing pushed me. I couldn’t keep my balance and fell into the lake. I thought I had learned to dive, so swimming ashore shouldn’t be a problem, but somehow my limbs felt weak, and my head was very dizzy. As soon as I got dizzy, I sank. I don’t remember much after that.”

Aiqing pressed: “Then how are you sure it was Yuqing who pushed you?”

Fu Siyi rubbed her forehead: “Shen Tian, Xia Yicheng, Songxian, everyone said she pushed me into the water, and Sun Yuqing herself admitted it. However… she said she was also pushed, but the path by the lake is very narrow. If someone pushed her from behind, logically, she wouldn’t have reacted in time and would have fallen into the water with me. But the result was that she stood safely by the lake.”

Aiqing slowly looked up at Fu Siyi, a hint of ruthlessness suddenly flashing in her expression: “What if the person who pushed Yuqing also pulled her back?”

“Yuqing accidentally pushed you into the water. The scene must have been chaotic at the time. Pushing and shoving are inevitable in chaos. She wouldn’t have thought that someone would pull her back. Xiao Yi, think carefully again. Don’t let the person who truly wants to harm you hide in the dark.”

Fu Siyi lowered her long eyelashes, emotions churning in her eyes.

The day after she fell into the water, Sun Yuqing called her to apologize, but at the time, she was too angry. Thinking that Sun Yuqing pushed her into the water, she instinctively believed that she was also the one who used the inducing agent. Now, with Aiqing’s prompting, Fu Siyi recalled the details, and indeed, the whole incident was full of loopholes.

Aiqing couldn’t guess what Fu Siyi was thinking. She pursed her lips, struggled for a long time, and finally said: “Xiao Yi, I don’t know what you think of Yuqing, but during this time, I’ve been with her day and night, and I’ve found that she’s a simple, kind, and very righteous Omega. She would never do anything to harm others. She’s always wanted to apologize to you in person. Xiao Yi, for the sake of our years of friendship, I hope you can give my wife a chance to apologize.”

Fu Siyi smiled faintly: “No need.”

Aiqing’s expression was a little dejected: “You still don’t want to accept her apology?”

Fu Siyi met her slightly faded eyes, the curve of her lips widening: “This has nothing to do with Yuqing. She’s also a victim. Why should she apologize?”

Aiqing was stunned for a moment, then grinned: “I knew you were smart, you get it right away.”

Fu Siyi slowly walked towards Aiqing, her smiling gaze resting on her face: “It’s Yuqing’s luck to have met you.”

There was blessing, envy, and a hint of admiration in her eyes: “If it were me, I definitely couldn’t be as open-minded as you.”

Aiqing retorted with a joking tone: “Why does that sound so strange? Are you mocking me? Hey, Fu Siyi, being good-looking isn’t all that. Don’t be ungrateful when you’ve got it good.”

Fu Siyi’s smile was more triumphant than ever: “Yes, I’m only realizing now that being good-looking is truly an advantage. It allows me to get the best person in the world.”

“I want to thank my two mothers for making me so beautiful, so Jiejie could like me.”

Aiqing made a “gagging” motion: “Get out of here with that!”

She laughed, then gradually sobered, shedding her usual cynicism, and said very seriously and cautiously: “Xiao Yi, you finally have someone you like too. I wish you happiness.”

Fu Siyi patted her shoulder: “You too, be happy always.”

“Mm!” Aiqing nodded heavily: “I hope you can bring Fanzhen to the wedding.”

A glimmer of light flashed in Fu Siyi’s eyes: “I definitely will.”

…

After Aiqing left, Fu Siyi sat back in her office, opening documents but unable to calm down. Her mind kept uncontrollably imagining scenes of Fang Songxian clinging to Fanzhen, wishing she could grow wings and fly home to chase away the annoying bee around her wife.

She didn’t know if Fang Songxian had gone to see Fanzhen, and she was too embarrassed to ask directly, as it would make her seem like a pervert constantly watching her wife.

But if she didn’t ask, her heart would itch with curiosity.

Finally, Fu Siyi couldn’t resist sending a message to Fanzhen.

Before sending it, she took a few pictures of the pastries and sent them to Fanzhen, finding a topic to start with so it wouldn’t seem so deliberate.

Fu Siyi: Wife, I’m eating the sesame bun you made right now, it’s sooooo good followed by a “satisfied” emoji.

Only a few seconds after sending it, she quickly received Fanzhen’s reply: Why are you only eating now? Lunchtime is over. Are the pastries cold?

Fu Siyi: Still warm

After sending the message, Fu Siyi cunningly added: Aiqing just came over, I shared some of the pastries you made with her. Jiejie won’t be angry, right?

Fanzhen: Of course not? She’s your good friend

Fu Siyi anticipated Fanzhen wouldn’t be angry. She asked this deliberately to lead into the next topic: Jiejie, Aiqing is getting married.