Chapter 299: I Consider You a Brother, Yet You Actually Want to Hit on Me?
Late to the party.
Gongzi Shuiming stared blankly at the tablet in front of Sang Zhe, which had revealed her previous history records, momentarily lost in confusion and daze.
Sang Zhe, equally baffled, awkwardly glanced at Gongzi Shuiming, “Uh… this tablet doesn’t appear to be brand new?”
“…It’s definitely second-hand.”
After a brief moment of panic, Gongzi Shuiming quickly regained her composure and calmly looked at Sang Zhe, saying, “I have a friend.”
“I just borrowed her discarded tablet for convenience.”
…Erm, you’ve got another friend now?
Sang Zhe rolled his eyes at her but didn’t say much.
“I’ll just drop this off for you, contact me when there’s any progress.”
With that, Shuiming left Sang Zhe in a bit of a hurry.
Sang Zhe had just sent Gongzi Shuiming off with a smile, but an insidious grin quickly crept onto his face.
“Nian Nian.”
“If I want to request Gongzi Shuiming’s personal information, do I need to spend a ton of points?”
“Starting at two thousand points, at least.” Nian Nian yawned languidly.
“So if I just want her device number… it shouldn’t be too expensive.”
Seeing Sang Zhe’s mischievous smile, Nian Nian rolled her eyes, disgusted. “It’s not pricey. But aren’t you ashamed of blatantly invading someone’s privacy like this?”
“Pffft, who knows how many times she’s snooped on our privacy before today?” Sang Zhe snorted. “She’s actually bringing up privacy with us?”
“Besides, I just want to figure out why she’s loitering around our place every day. This is called emergency risk management.”
Nian Nian’s expression turned even more disdainful. “Sounds good in theory.”
“Fine. Five hundred points, thank you for your patronage.”
After obtaining Gongzi Shuiming’s device number, Sang Zhe eagerly entered it into the tablet, excited to see what Shuiming was up to on the Communication Device.
Especially curious to find out if the “friend” she mentioned was actually her.
If it turns out she just loves to cross-dress, there’s certainly another source of amusement for Sang Zhe!
Thinking of that woman’s flustered and shocked expression when he exposes her secret, Sang Zhe couldn’t wait to watch.
However…
“…It’s all adult literature.”
Gongzi Shuiming’s account was ridiculously pure in a way that completely shocked Sang Zhe.
It was almost all work-related stuff; either works from Fusa Pavilion or official business from Floating Splendor Commerce. The only personal interest was entirely adult literature.
After flipping through everything, instead of finding amusement, he was nearly overwhelmed by various adult stories.
“Why is there no content related to cross-dressing?”
Sang Zhe couldn’t help but murmur, “Could it really be her friend’s?”
Still not giving up, he directly searched for anything related to “cross-dressing.”
The result?
Just one related entry.
And it was another piece of adult literature.
However, this one was unfamiliar to Sang Zhe. It wasn’t left over from his unfinished assignments or anything he published online.
Surprisingly, it was a rare piece of light-hearted, pure love.
The gist was about a strong woman who cross-dresses and falls for her client. Their interactions lead to mutual longing, with plenty of sweet pure love fantasies and bedroom adventures.
Still, the more Sang Zhe read this story, the more he felt something was off.
The description of the male lead…
Why does it feel…
…A bit familiar?
“Uh, Nian Nian.”
Sang Zhe looked at Nian Nian with a strange expression, “I shouldn’t be guessing wrong, am I?”
“The protagonist… isn’t it me?”
“…I don’t know.” Nian Nian turned her head away.
Uh-oh.
So it really is me.
Isn’t it kind of weird to be someone’s fantasy material? Don’t tell me that on her free time, Miss Shuiming uses me as a side character for her fun?
That’s a little unsettling.
Now it all makes sense why she’s always sneaking around me, never daring to get too close but not wanting to leave either. Looking back, this behavior is just…
“Oh! I understand now,” Sang Zhe suddenly nodded in realization.
“You finally figured it out?”
Nian Nian shot him a sideways glance, disdainful. “I thought you’d realize when you saw the cross-dressing part.”
“Exactly.” Sang Zhe looked frustrated, “How did I not notice right away?”
“Gongzi Shuiming’s weird behavior all pointed to one thing—”
“…She’s a perverted yandere!” Sang Zhe said, serious.
Nian Nian: “…Host, maybe you should just restart.”
“Huh?” Sang Zhe scratched his head in confusion, “Was my deduction wrong?”
“Can’t take it anymore.”
Nian Nian finally snapped, “Did you watch too many heroic dramas in your past life?”
“Uh, guilty.”
“Then didn’t you ever consider that the girl behind the costume might actually not be a girl?”
“It’s possible…” Sang Zhe pondered deeply, “Are you saying Miss Shuiming could be a guy?”
“…Just stick to your dramas.”
Despairing, Nian Nian sighed deeply and walked over to Sang Zhe, lightly typing another device number in on his tablet.
“Remember, this one time only.”
Nian Nian spoke with a tone that was like a mother disappointed in her child, “If you’re this dull again, I won’t help you.”
Sang Zhe looked bewildered, “What’s this?”
“This is your good buddy, Bai Ming’s device number.”
Sang Zhe leaned in to take a look, then froze in shock.
After a brief moment of distraction, he suddenly bolted out the door, racing after the direction Shuiming had left.
Leaving Nian Nian behind, helplessly sighing, “Sigh.”
“Can’t catch a break, can I?”
“Me too.” She chuckled self-deprecatingly, “Why am I even bothering with this?”
“…Is it going to bring me joy or something?”
—
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Shuiming walked home, still lost in thought about what just happened.
She was genuinely worried about what she would do if Sang Zhe figured out her true identity.
Now, her biggest regret was giving him her old tablet for convenience’s sake. If she had given him a new one, wouldn’t it have been no big deal?
But the more you worry, the more it comes true.
“Wait!” Suddenly, Sang Zhe’s panting voice rang out behind her, and Shuiming’s heart skipped a beat as she turned to face his furious gaze.
“Gong… Gongzi Sang…”
“From the beginning, you and Bai Ming are the same person, right?”
Bai Ming’s heart skipped a beat.
It’s been… exposed.
“…Sigh, I knew this day would come. Just didn’t expect it to happen like this.”
She forced a smile, “Actually, I didn’t mean to deceive you, Sang brother. It’s just—”
“Don’t start with your nonsense!”
Sang Zhe interrupted her, “I just have one question.”
Bai Ming’s heart trembled, bitter, “Please ask, Ah Sang.”
“Is it true that I consider you a brother, and yet you’re trying to hit on me?”
Bai Ming: “?”
