闪电算

Today, if she doesn’t make Xia Yanyan absolutely furious, trampling her narcissistic pride, she won’t be Ye Xingguang.

Saying so, Ye Xingguang took out her phone, opened Weibo, found the video from last night, and played it for Xia Ye Zhao on the table.

“Brother Xia, I’m going to address you just like Qiongqiong does, if you don’t mind? I often heard Qiongqiong say when we were little, you loved her most.” She wanted so badly to call him ‘Brother’, even if it had to be preceded by his family name.

Xia Ye Zhao smiled slightly, “That’s fine.”

Ye Xingguang immediately lit up, “Brother Xia, this is a tune composed by Qiongqiong, and even the lyrics are penned by Ye Junqing. He said he would be remiss to not write for the tune Qiongqiong made after falling in deep love for her.”

Didn’t that malignant tumor proclaim his love for Xia Qiongqiong to the world?

If she didn’t exploit this now, dealing a heavy blow to Xia Yanyan’s face, it would be a betrayal to the love she’d received from him!

What? Xia Yanyan almost broke her manicured nails in frustration.

So, Ye Junqing knew that the tune was composed by Xia Qiongqiong and that’s why he wrote the lyrics for it?

How could Ye Junqing insult her by using a dead person?

Even now, Xia Yanyan refuses to believe that Ye Junqing doesn’t love her. But what makes this White Lotus girl think that she’s better than Xia Yanyan? Even if she misunderstood Ye Junqing’s love for her, she was still a national treasure of Country A, the woman every man desired to marry.

Unlike this White Lotus, even if she briefly captivated Ye Junqing, she only had his body but not his heart. His heart belonged to her deceased sister. Xia Yanyan wondered what the White Lotus thought she could gain from this.

What a joke!

Xia Yanyan picked up her drink, smiling, “My little sister is the irreplaceable moonlight in Ye Junqing’s heart. As her elder sister, I can’t help but feel happy for her. Miss Ye, I hope you won’t mind my little sister’s irreplaceable position in Ye Junqing’s heart.”

“Of course not, Qiongqiong is my best friend.”

You want to use Xia Qiongqiong to provoke me? Ha, you’ve picked the wrong calculations, this will only provoke you!

Ye Xingguang also picked up her drink and leisurely sipped.

After Xia Ye Zhao listened to the whole song, his eyes were moist.

“It’s very good, thank you, Miss Ye, for letting me hear this song by my little sister. Your family saved my little sister’s life. I feel terrible about the unpleasant thing that happened yesterday. Miss Ye, whatever compensation you want, I can try to make it up to you.”

I want a good elder brother.

Who can peel crab for me to eat…

Ye Xingguang held back the jealous sourness tickling her nose, laughing lightly, “As long as no one else bothers me or threatens my life, it’s fine.”

“I promise that won’t happen again.”

If it happens again, his little sister’s spirit in heaven won’t rest in peace.

Just…

Xia Ye Zhao’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on Ye Xingguang’s face again.

Why did this girl give him such a strong sense of familiarity?

An unrealistic idea emerged in Xia Ye Zhao’s head, but he quickly dismissed it.

He must be crazy to think this girl was his little sister, but how could that be? His little sister would never fail to recognize him.

At this moment, Ye Xingguang’s phone suddenly rang with a video call notification on WeChat.

Xia Yanyan took a glance and saw it was Ye Junqing and couldn’t help but prick up her ears.

As soon as Ye Xingguang connected the video, Ye Junqing’s voice, even hoarser and more magnetic after catching a cold and fever, came out, “Why aren’t you home yet? Did you buy the gift?”

“I bought it, but someone told me that the gift I bought would lower your standards. I don’t know if I should give it to you or not?” Ye Xingguang played a little trick.

As soon as her voice fell, Ye Junqing’s deep voice came crashing through the video, “Who told you that? Tell her straightaway, as long as it’s from you, it’s priceless in my eyes! Hurry home, I miss you so much I’m going crazy!”