Chapter 633 — The Same Question

Chen Yutian could only smile a bitter smile, unable to tell whether his sister had stumbled onto it by pure luck or had known something in advance.

"This question of mine is different from the ones before! The earlier question was, at what age did you stop wetting the bed. This one is, do you still wet the bed now. Are they the same? They're obviously not the same, right?" Shen Yushu explained, counting off on her fingers.

"Isn't that about the same?" Su Taizao was getting a headache.

"Brother Taizao, you said it yourself — about the same. About the same means not the same, so you can answer now," Shen Yushu said.

Su Taizao hadn't expected to have walked into the snare again without even noticing. He smiled bitterly. This time he didn't dare choose the dare; he simply picked up a bottle of red wine. "I'll take the penalty — one bottle. I refuse to answer."

After finishing the wine, Su Taizao gasped for breath a few times and finally recovered a little. Seeing that An Jianwen was growing impatient, he hurried on: "Brother An, it's my turn to ask now. I want to ask you — what is your ideal girlfriend like?"

"My ideal girlfriend, huh..." An Jianwen saw that his moment had come again. This time he must not be fooled by Shen Yushu. He couldn't just answer any of her snare-laden questions carelessly! He had to get his whole confession out in one breath. "My ideal girlfriend — she would have beautiful long hair, she'd be about one meter sixty-five, tall and slender, a little on the thin side, pure and lovely. Mm, just like Yaoyao..."

"All right, Brother Jianwen, it's your turn to ask my brother! I've already got a new question ready for Sister Yaoyao, so hurry up!" Before An Jianwen could even speak, Shen Yushu cut him off.

"Wait, I haven't finished!" An Jianwen grew anxious. Shen Yushu again — why was she so infuriating?

"You have finished. Brother Taizao asked what your ideal girlfriend was like, and you answered — just like Sister Yaoyao," Shen Yushu said. "See, you're all done."

"I still have more to say, I haven't explained the rest yet..." An Jianwen was beside himself with anger.

"You still need to explain? Then hurry up and explain," Shen Yushu said, sounding impatient and utterly bored.

"Where was I just now?" Cut off by Shen Yushu, An Jianwen had lost his thread.

"You said you want to find a girlfriend just like Sister Yaoyao," Shen Yushu said. "All right, Brother Jianwen, I wish you a girlfriend just like Sister Yaoyao. Anything else you want to explain?"

"Huh?" An Jianwen was instantly stunned. Someone like her? I want Gu Mengyao herself — what would I want with someone like her? He said hastily, "What I mean is, I want Yaoyao!"

"That won't do. Sister Yaoyao already has someone in her heart, and besides, I don't like you." Shen Yushu waved her hand. "All right, on to the next round!"

An Jianwen's nose was twisted with rage. Had Shen Yushu been sent by Heaven on purpose to thwart him?

But though he hadn't finished speaking, with Shen Yushu making trouble he plainly couldn't go on, so he had no choice but to say, "Fine, next round. Brother Yutian, are you still going to marry Qiu Lingshan?"

"I don't think about it much anymore. Heh, the gap feels wider and wider, and my hopes smaller and smaller." Chen Yutian didn't deliberately dodge the question; he shook his head and said mildly.

With that, Chen Yutian had answered, and it was his turn to question Shen Yushu.

Chen Yutian thought about what he should ask his sister. Whatever needed asking had already been asked. His sister still had no boyfriend, so it seemed the hotel room business had indeed been a hoax, and she was still the same silly girl she had always been.

"Right — when you were little, you and Yaoyao buried an iron box in the courtyard. What secret was in it, really?" Chen Yutian had asked his sister out of curiosity back then, but she had blushed and refused to answer.

And Gu Mengyao had deliberately dodged the question as well. For a long while afterward, Chen Yutian had been terribly curious about just what secret that box held, but he never got an answer. Later he went off to the special training brigade, gradually grew up, and became an armed police soldier stationed on the frontier.

"That box? It's nothing really — just a vow between me and Sister Yaoyao!" Shen Yushu no longer felt the least bit embarrassed about it. Over the years her character had taken shape: that simpleton look that concealed a great wisdom, a born swindler who could fool a person to death and never pay for it.

"A vow? What vow?" Chen Yutian asked.

An Jianwen's eyes went wide as well, waiting for Shen Yushu's answer. He wasn't much interested in other people's business, but Shen Yushu had said the vow involved Gu Mengyao — and anything to do with Gu Mengyao he was very eager to know.

"Our vow was that we would marry the same man as Sister Yaoyao — Sister Yaoyao as the first wife, and me as the second wife!" Shen Yushu said, a little smugly.

"Xiaoshu, don't talk nonsense!" Gu Mengyao's face flushed slightly. What kind of vow was that? Back then she had no idea how she had come to agree to it; all she had thought was that she didn't want to be parted from Xiaoshu, that this way the two of them could be together for a lifetime. But now that she had grown up, looking back, how childish she had been. Was such a thing really possible?

Could Xiaoshu really marry the same man as her? Even if she herself agreed, wouldn't it frighten off whatever boyfriend she had in the future? At that thought, an image of someone surfaced in Gu Mengyao's mind for no reason she could name... Wei Zhao? Why would she think of him? If Xiaoshu married him, they would actually make a good match — probably only he could put up with Shen Yushu's antics; after living under the same roof for so long, Wei Zhao still didn't seem tired of her.

Chen Yutian hadn't expected his sister to have made such a vow when she was so small. Could all that talk of first wives and second wives really be true? Was she truly going to marry the same man as Gu Mengyao? That was absurd beyond belief.

It ran counter to the Chen family's interests. How could a girl of the Chen family be someone's second wife? How could Grandfather ever agree to it?

Of course, if that man were powerful enough, courted by all the great houses, then perhaps it might be possible. But such a person seemed far too rare. And even if he existed, could he tolerate his sister?

Better that he not end up denied the tenderness of a second wife and instead be tormented to death by one.

Chen Yutian's gaze unconsciously came to rest on Wei Zhao. If this man were his instructor, perhaps he would be a decent choice after all?

For the fastest updates, please read with no pop-ups.