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Join the ServerLu Wenli’s foot dangled in the air.
“No, I don’t think so,” Lu Wenli whispered, though her voice held little true refusal. “We still have to cook later…”
“What’s the rush?” Song Siyu had already carried her into the master bedroom, hooking the door shut with her foot. “We’ll cook after an hour—an hour will be plenty.”
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Upstairs.
Song Qinghuan rummaged through the bedside table.
Lin Shishi, meanwhile, sat beside her, looking rather aggrieved.
Finally, Song Qinghuan broke into a grin.
She had found a black marker pen.
And a camera.
Song Qinghuan turned on the television in the bedroom, cranking the volume to its maximum.
“It’s so loud—” Lin Shishi bit her lip.
Song Qinghuan immediately flashed a wicked smile.
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Downstairs bedroom.
The room was quiet, save for the gentle breaths of the two women and the occasional birdsong drifting in from outside the window.
Song Siyu inadvertently turned her head, her gaze falling upon the bedside table.
There, a photograph rested, a joint portrait of herself and Queen Dai Fanghua.
The photo had been taken during a municipal event. Queen Dai Fanghua made routine visits and held talks in various cities each year, and that particular year, it had been their city’s turn.
In the picture, Queen Dai Fanghua wore a formal suit, exuding an elegant and noble demeanor, her smile perfectly composed.
Song Siyu stood beside her, clad in her mayor’s uniform, also beaming.
However, at this moment, Song Siyu’s attention wasn’t on the content of the photograph but on Queen Dai Fanghua’s appearance.
She stared at the face for a long time, a slight frown creasing her brow.
“Wenli,” she suddenly spoke, “Have you noticed that Lin Shishi resembles Queen Dai Fanghua? They’re really quite similar.”
Lu Wenli lifted her head, looking at the photograph, then recalled Lin Shishi’s features.
She hesitated before saying, “The shape of her eyes, and her lips… they do look very much alike.”
“And,” Song Siyu continued, “rumor has it that many years ago, Queen Dai Fanghua had a daughter with a commoner girl. Although the matter was suppressed, those in the know within our circles were somewhat aware. I can’t help but feel there’s some hidden mystery here.”
Lu Wenli chuckled, rolling over and resting on Song Siyu, looking down at her. “How could that be possible?”
Her long hair cascaded down, brushing against Song Siyu’s face, tickling her. “It’s just a resemblance. How could she possibly be related to her? Don’t overthink it. Perhaps you just really like the child’s looks.”
Song Siyu considered this, then nodded. “You’re right. To be fair, Lin Shishi truly is beautiful. That face, that figure…”
She paused, smiling. “Especially those legs—long and straight.”
Lu Wenli immediately pouted, poking Song Siyu’s chest with her finger. “That’s our daughter’s woman. You’re not falling for her too, are you?”
Lu Wenli’s tone carried a clear hint of jealousy.
Song Siyu burst into laughter, reaching out to pat Lu Wenli’s backside. “Don’t worry,” she said, meeting Lu Wenli’s gaze. “I only like one woman, and that’s you. After all, I’m the mayor of this city; how could I mess around? Besides, she’s still so young.”
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Upstairs.
For some reason, the room seemed very warm.
Song Qinghuan patted Lin Shishi’s bottom. “Alright, alright, let’s go take a shower first. There’s a bathroom right upstairs. We’ll eat after we’ve showered—”
Lin Shishi hummed in agreement, nodding, but still didn’t lift her head from the pillow. She was too tired.
“But I don’t have a change of clothes…” the girl mumbled, her voice muffled by the pillow, somewhat indistinct.
“Don’t worry, I have everything here.” Song Qinghuan walked to the wardrobe, opened a drawer, and pulled out an outfit.
However, they all looked quite minimalist, and were thong and cutout styles.
Lin Shishi peeked out from the pillow with one eye, took a glance, and instantly shrank back. “This… how can I wear this?”
Song Qinghuan leaned down and whispered into Lin Shishi’s ear, “Do you want your secret to be known by others?”
Lin Shishi fell silent.
A few seconds later, she finally lifted her head from the pillow, her eyes gazing at Song Qinghuan with a quiet intensity.
And so, the beautiful girl yielded once more.
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The sound of rushing water echoed in the quiet bathroom.
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Downstairs, Song Siyu heard the sound and checked the time. “It seems we should also start preparing lunch soon, so they don’t have to rush us.”
Lu Wenli lazily hummed in response, reluctantly getting up.
The two beautiful women headed to the kitchen and began preparing today’s lunch.
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After showering and changing, the two girls walked together to the dressing table.
Song Qinghuan had Lin Shishi sit down, while she stood behind her, first helping her apply a light makeup.
The little beauty’s bone structure was peerless; she was naturally stunning, requiring almost no makeup at all.
Her beauty was breathtaking.
Following this, Song Qinghuan picked up a comb and began to style the little beauty’s hair.
Lin Shishi’s hair was long and straight, feeling like the finest silk to the touch.
Song Qinghuan meticulously combed through each strand, her movements so gentle they were captivating.
Once combed, she divided the hair into two sections, skillfully tying them into twin pigtails.
“Alright, take a look.” Song Qinghuan turned Lin Shishi towards the mirror.
In the mirror, the girl with twin pigtails, paired with her alluring attire, created a captivating and youthful beauty.
Song Qinghuan giggled, then suddenly grabbed Lin Shishi’s twin pigtails. “Here, these are the handlebars. I’m going to drive now.”
“Ah… that hurts—” Lin Shishi was speechless.
This annoying older sister was truly restless for a moment, her hands itching to cause mischief.
Sometimes, Lin Shishi truly wanted to find a knife and chop off her sister’s claws.
But then again… sometimes she couldn’t bear to.
Hmm… being bullied was sometimes quite comfortable, after all…
At this thought, she immediately bit her tongue, thinking, ‘Aren’t you pathetic, Lin Shishi?’
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The two girls continued to play around in the bathroom for a while, until Lu Wenli’s voice echoed from downstairs: “Dinner’s ready, come down quickly!”
Song Qinghuan released her grip, and Lin Shishi immediately slumped onto the chair.
“Alright, time to go down and eat.” Song Qinghuan said with a smile, reaching out to pull Lin Shishi up.
The two girls walked downstairs.
Song Qinghuan still wore a broad smile, her steps light, while Lin Shishi kept her head down, her steps somewhat unsteady.
This was a clear distinction between robust health and physical weakness.
In the downstairs dining room, Song Siyu and Lu Wenli were already seated at the table.
Seeing the two girls descend, their gazes simultaneously fell upon Lin Shishi.
Lin Shishi blushed from her cheeks all the way to her earlobes.
She kept her head down, not daring to look at anyone, her fingers nervously twisting her skirt hem.
“Look, we’ve prepared so many delicious dishes today,” Lu Wenli said with a smile, her gaze lingering on Lin Shishi for a moment, a knowing smile flickering in her eyes.
“Crab, boiled shrimp, braised pork, steamed fish, stir-fried vegetables, shredded pork with wood ear mushrooms, and a soup.”
The table was laden with a lavish spread of dishes, all appealing in color, aroma, and taste.
Song Siyu and Lu Wenli had clearly put thought into the preparation, with every dish neatly arranged.
Lu Wenli stood up and personally served Lin Shishi.
She placed crab into Lin Shishi’s bowl, added several shrimp, then some braised pork and fish, quickly piling Lin Shishi’s bowl as high as a small mountain.
“Th-thank you, Auntie,” Lin Shishi whispered her thanks, her voice so soft it was barely audible.
Song Qinghuan, however, chuckled. “What’s there to thank? This is your mother-in-law, and this is your father-in-law, remember?”
At these words, Song Siyu and Lu Wenli exchanged glances, both women breaking into laughter.
Lin Shishi’s face, however, turned even redder; she wished she could find a crack in the floor to crawl into.
Song Qinghuan seemed to think it wasn’t enough. She picked up a piece of braised fish, carefully removed the bones, and brought it to Lin Shishi’s lips. “Ah, open your mouth.”
Lin Shishi felt a wave of shame, but still obediently opened her mouth.
Her lips parted slightly, and Song Qinghuan fed her the fish, her fingers intentionally or unintentionally brushing against Lin Shishi’s lips.
Lin Shishi, blushing, slowly chewed and then swallowed. The fish was delicious, but she could barely taste it, her entire attention focused on the gazes of those around her and Song Qinghuan’s actions.
“I can serve myself—” Lin Shishi said softly after finishing.
Song Qinghuan, however, glared at her, her eyes clearly possessive. “Your husband served you; are you going to complain?”
The word “husband” made Lin Shishi tremble. She lowered her head, not daring to speak again. Her hands beneath the table were tightly clasped.
Song Siyu and Lu Wenli watched this scene, a little surprised. They clearly hadn’t expected Song Qinghuan to be so dominating, and Lin Shishi to be so submissive and passive.
“Qinghuan, don’t scare her,” Song Siyu quickly interjected, trying to smooth things over. “You should be a little gentler with her.”
Song Qinghuan immediately let out a snicker. “Of course I’m gentle, but she, well, sometimes she likes others to be a bit more dominant with her; that’s just her personality.”
As she spoke, Song Qinghuan’s hand suddenly reached under the table.
Before Lin Shishi could react, she felt a hand gently pinch her. She couldn’t help but let out a soft “Ow!”, her face instantly flushing again.
Song Qinghuan, acting as if nothing had happened, continued eating, even making a playful face at Lin Shishi.
Lin Shishi bit her lip, trying hard to control her expression.
Throughout the entire meal, Lin Shishi ate distractedly. She could feel Song Qinghuan’s gaze occasionally falling on her, that scrutinizing, possessive look making her restless.
And while Song Siyu and Lu Wenli said nothing more, their occasional exchanged glances were filled with knowing smiles.
Thus, the meal concluded in a subtle atmosphere.
Lu Wenli suggested they all watch TV in the living room for a while to digest their food.
The four women moved to the living room.
The living room was large, and the comfortable L-shaped sofa was spacious enough for everyone to sit.
Song Qinghuan and Lin Shishi sat on one side of the sofa, while Song Siyu and Lu Wenli sat on the other.
Song Qinghuan naturally put her arm around Lin Shishi’s shoulder, pulling her closer. Lin Shishi’s body stiffened for a moment, but quickly relaxed, leaning obediently into Song Qinghuan’s embrace.
The television was on, playing a historical drama called *The Annals of Lanfang*. This series was very popular in Lanfang, chronicling the changes of a family over several centuries, from the Ming Zheng Dynasty all the way to the 21st century.
The visuals were exquisite, and the actors’ performances were compelling; Song Siyu and Lu Wenli soon became engrossed in the show.
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