Two-Faced Girlfriend - Chapter 8.1

The same-s3x scandal caused a big, negative impact, but with strong backing and exceptional talent, it amounted to little.

By buying out the news and hiring enough trolls, things calmed down in a few days.

Netizens’ memories seemed even worse than Xu Yawei imagined.

A few days ago, Weibo overflowed with haters demanding she quit.

Now, her Weibo page looked peaceful, even gaining many CP fans shipping her with Si Man.

The CP fans thrived not only on her and Si Man’s Weibo but also in their self-created super topic.

In just days, the super topic amassed hundreds of thousands of followers.

Fans gushed over their photos, edited videos pairing them romantically, and even produced high-quality fanfiction and fan comics.

During set breaks, Xu Yawei often got lost scrolling through the super topic.

“Drink some hot water.”

When a cup appeared before her, Xu Yawei didn’t see who spoke and hurriedly hid her phone.

After fumbling through these actions, she realized Si Man offered the water.

When did she change?

In public, Si Man showed concern, knowing Xu Yawei got wet filming and might catch a cold, so she brought hot water to warm her.

No! She was reading fanfiction about them just now—did Si Man see?

Xu Yawei pretended nothing happened, took the cup, subtly touched Si Man’s hand, and thanked her formally, “Thanks, Director Si.”

Si Man smiled at her, just a slight curve of her lips, but Xu Yawei noticed.

Xu Yawei thought Si Man would be colder in public after the scandal.

This change caught her off guard.

She didn’t understand why, but it didn’t matter—she loved this shift.

After finishing the day’s scenes at 8 p.m., Xu Yawei felt starving.

She wanted to ask Cheng Shuishui to order a big meal, but Si Man pulled her into a car.

“Come out with me.”

Fine, feasting her eyes on beauty was just as good.

In Si Man’s car, smelling the same refreshing perfume as on Si Man’s body and watching her focused profile while driving, Xu Yawei suddenly recalled the fanfiction she read today.

She couldn’t help her wandering thoughts, always filled with naughty ideas.

The fanfiction’s theme was car s3x, set in Si Man’s car.

At this moment, anyone would overthink.

Si Man’s hands on the wheel showed distinct knuckles, her skin fair and translucent.

Her wrists, peeking from her white shirt sleeves, looked slender and elegant.

Xu Yawei felt Si Man radiated charm from inside out.

She felt herself losing control; her panties were already wet.

She didn’t care where Si Man was taking her, only when Si Man would stop and fvck her.

The destination seemed far away.

Si Man drove for a long time, and Xu Yawei replayed the fanfiction’s plot in her mind several times while the car sped along.

Xu Yawei couldn’t hold back and reached out, but as she tried to touch Si Man’s thigh.

Si Man coldly interrupted, “Put away that lustful look. We’re here. Get out.”

Xu Yawei was disappointed.

“Where is this?”

“A restaurant. I’m taking you to meet my sister.”

What?

A sudden meet-the-family moment?

The lustful excitement vanished, replaced by bone-deep nervousness.

Si Man’s older sister, Si Wan, was even colder and more terrifying than Si Man.

Xu Yawei pulled out a compact mirror to fix her makeup.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I’m not prepared at all.”

Si Man frowned at Xu Yawei and said, “Prepare what?”

Xu Yawei complained, “Dress up nicely, get a gift or something.”

Si Man said, unhappily, “You look fine as you are. She doesn’t need a gift—she lacks nothing.”

In the private room, Xu Yawei started to speak, but Si Wan’s gaze shifted away.

Fine, she overthought—Si Wan didn’t take her seriously at all.

Si Wan said, “Grandpa’s not going to make it.”

Si Man replied, “What’s that to me?”

Xu Yawei noticed Si Man, usually polite in public, acted rebellious like a child around her sister.

Listening silently to the Si sisters bicker, Xu Yawei grew convinced Si Man brought her to rile Si Wan up.

But Si Man held her hand the whole time.

Xu Yawei stared at Si Man’s hand, daydreaming, not too bored, though hungry.

Smelling the food she couldn’t eat was torture.

No one touched the table of dishes.

After a short argument, Si Man took Xu Yawei and left.

Back in the car, Si Man still looked preoccupied.

From the sisters’ talk, Xu Yawei gathered Si Wan’s purpose.

Their grandfather was dying and wanted to see Si Man, but Si Man refused.

From their words, Xu Yawei sensed Si Man felt little for this grandfather—or rather, despised him.

“Where are we going now?”

“I don’t know.”

Xu Yawei leaned close to Si Man seductively.

“Then don’t think. Don’t think about anything.”

Xu Yawei’s pleasant scent softly filled Si Man’s nose, like a magical healing force.

Si Man’s mood lifted instantly.

Her lips, like her person, were soft, kissing away Si Man’s temper.

Feeling Si Man’s stiff body relax and soften, Xu Yawei smirked inwardly.

Her seduction worked—she could now enact the scene she’d replayed in her mind.

Xu Yawei slid down, kneeling before Si Man.

She gazed at her with affection, seducing her while watching her reaction.

She saw Si Man’s eyes shift from confusion to shock, then visible shyness.

During this, Xu Yawei’s hands didn’t stop. In a moment, she undid Si Man’s neat casual pants.

If she couldn’t solve the problem, she’d make Si Man forget her troubles.

Xu Yawei lifted Si Man’s shirt and kissed her abdomen.

Si Man’s abdomen was flat and smooth, with a delightful texture.

Xu Yawei kissed it with pleasure.

Her lips roamed the skin, her tongue occasionally circling the soft flesh around the navel.

Each circle made Si Man tremble, her stomach pulling in.

Xu Yawei chased after, until Si Man’s hands began to push her away.

They played a joyful game of chase.

Until Si Man’s legs clamped tighter, too tight for Xu Yawei’s hand to slip through, she let Si Man go.

The pants slid down to her toned calves, her clamped thighs gradually relaxed, revealing Si Man’s pink pvssy and fair thighs to Xu Yawei’s eyes.