Chapter 23: The Collar and the Sister

Although she didn’t know why this perverted young miss had suddenly grown a conscience, either way, not being led by a leash to see her sister was a good thing.

Mo Liang got out after Xu Lingxue. The moment her feet touched the ground, she felt gazes sweep over from every direction.

Some were curious. Some were sneaking looks. Others pretended to check messages on their phones while actually taking photos.

Mo Liang shrank her neck and instinctively hid behind Xu Lingxue. The chain on the collar had been removed, but the collar itself was still there. Other people weren’t blind. They could definitely see it.

She could also feel those gazes pause at her neck, so she shifted another half step behind Xu Lingxue.

The two crossed the street one after the other and reached the milk tea shop by the school gate.

They had just arrived when a clear, loud “Lingxue jiejie” rang out. Mo An’an came bouncing over.

Mo Liang stared blankly at the girl in the black T-shirt, the tear mole at the corner of her eye.

‘Why did she feel less cute than before?’

Before she could decide what expression to face this sister she hadn’t seen in so long with, Mo An’an already pointed at her and asked, voice full of simple curiosity.

“Who’s this?”

“Another friend of Jiang Qing jiejie?”

Jiang Qing walked over then too, a gentle smile on her face as she stood beside Mo An’an.

Seeing Jiang Qing so close to Mo An’an made her unhappy.

“Mhm, you can call her Liang jiejie.”

Xu Lingxue patted Mo Liang’s shoulder, tone natural.

“She and Jiang Qing are very close besties.”

After Xu Lingxue’s introduction, Mo An’an smiled sweetly at Mo Liang.

“Oh oh, hello Liang jiejie.”

Mo Liang hurriedly smiled back, feeling like she was about to lose it.

‘What was all this?’

What identities were Jiang Qing and Xu Lingxue using to get close to her sister?

Before she could figure it out, Mo An’an had already latched onto Jiang Qing’s arm and complained casually.

“What a coincidence! Liang jiejie and my brother both have ‘Liang’ in their names.”

“Speaking of which, my brother is really something. He left you behind, sister-in-law, and just took off. So irresponsible.”

The last sentence was aimed at Jiang Qing.

Sister-in-law.

?

What the hell was this?

Mo An’an called Jiang Qing sister-in-law, so what did that make Xu Lingxue?

She instinctively glanced at Xu Lingxue beside her, thinking, ‘Big sister, your girlfriend is being publicly called someone’s sister-in-law. Aren’t you jealous?’

But there was not even a ripple on the young miss’s face. Completely calm.

She was a little curious how these two’s relationship actually worked. She really could not understand it.

“Your brother went to Thailand for work, so don’t talk about him like that.” The one who said this was actually Jiang Qing, voice gentle as water, looking considerate.

After speaking, she deliberately smiled at Mo Liang. Her gaze paused for a moment on the swollen corner of Mo Liang’s lips. That look was clearly admiring her own handiwork.

‘Sick pervert.’

She cursed inwardly and instinctively pressed her lips together, hiding the slightly swollen mark at the corner.

Suddenly she noticed Mo An’an staring at her neck.

A chill ran down her back.

The collar. The collar was still on her neck!

Although Xu Lingxue had removed the chain, the black leather collar was still starkly around her neck.

Luckily Mo An’an only looked twice, probably assuming it was some punk-style accessory, and quickly looked away.

Mo Liang secretly let out a breath.

“Let’s get in the car first.”

Xu Lingxue exchanged a few more words with Jiang Qing and Mo An’an. Probably feeling the crowd around them growing, she said this lightly.

During their chat, Mo Liang did not interrupt at all. She stood quietly behind Xu Lingxue like a background prop.

When she heard it was time to get in the car, she looked up and only then noticed a large crowd had gathered around at some point, swarming, every one of them craning their necks to look this way.

‘Tch, probably here for Xu Lingxue.’ After all, this young miss had parked a Maybach with an all-eights license plate at the school gate. Staying low-key was impossible.

If these people knew this woman was a pervert in private, they’d probably run faster than anyone.

She got in the car with the others.

Four people in the back seat was a bit cramped, so one had to sit in the passenger seat.

Xu Lingxue and Jiang Qing exchanged a glance. Who knew how many unspoken words passed in that look. In the end, Xu Lingxue pulled open the passenger door with a reluctant face and got in.

Mo Liang secretly curled her lip. The only one who could make this perverted young miss give up her seat willingly was probably Jiang Qing.

In the back row, from left to right, were Mo Liang, Jiang Qing, and Mo An’an. Mo Liang curled up by the car door, wishing she could fling it open and escape.

Because she did not want to see Jiang Qing for even a second. Nauseating and frightening. But whenever she remembered the other pinning her to the ground and kissing her, her face still flushed uncontrollably.

Yet this b*tch just had to sit next to her.

She was already pressed against the door, but Jiang Qing still leaned her arm over, making all her hair stand on end.

And she had clearly wanted to sit with her sister, but this b*tch had gotten into the car first, deliberately wedging herself between Mo Liang and Mo An’an. It was obviously on purpose.

Also, why was Mo An’an staring at her? That look even seemed a little… unfriendly.

The car formed a strange set of zones.

In the front, Xie Qingyi drove expressionlessly, eyes straight ahead.

In the passenger seat, Xu Lingxue crossed her arms, sullen, clearly still annoyed about being forced to give up her seat.

In the back, Mo Liang curled into a ball against the car door, Jiang Qing smiling as she squeezed inward, and Mo An’an staring at Mo Liang with hostility, then hugging Jiang Qing’s arm and pulling it toward herself, as if declaring ownership.

Mo Liang huddled by the door, fingers unconsciously touching the collar around her neck.

That leather band still stuck to her skin. The chain was gone, but the thing’s presence had not weakened at all.

She sneaked a glance at Xu Lingxue in the passenger seat, still sullen, and thought: ‘She already took off the chain. Couldn’t she have just taken off the collar too?’

But then she thought, before getting in the car earlier, she’d felt that as long as she wasn’t led by a leash to see her sister, she’d be thanking the heavens. When the chain came off, she nearly cried from gratitude. Now that the chain was gone, she immediately started thinking about the collar.

Fine. Mo Liang really was greedy. Contentment was impossible.

Just then, Jiang Qing’s fingers somehow found Mo Liang’s neck and rested on the collar. Her lips came close to Mo Liang’s ear, and she laughed low, in a voice only the two of them could hear.

“This really suits you, Liang jiejie.”

Mo Liang went rigid and immediately raised her hand to knock Jiang Qing’s hand off her neck.

“Don’t touch me.” She lowered her voice, tone cold and hard, but the sound was small, small enough that only Jiang Qing could hear.

She did not want Mo An’an beside her to notice.

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