"Two days ago you said you'd treat me to late-night snacks—I've been waiting, and nothing! Hmph! Brother-in-law, did you forget? Liar! So lame!" Wen Lan sneaked a glance upstairs, saw Wen Wan wasn't down yet, and shot Li Bin a teasing, jealous pout.
That look alone wasn't much—just playful. But paired with her fresh-out-the-shower glow, robe slipping, it was fucking irresistible.
Especially that neckline—as she rubbed her wet hair hard, it gaped open without her noticing, flashing a big slice of snowy tit. From above, Li Bin caught the jiggle—and holy shit, even a peek of pink nipple!
"Uh~~ Anytime works! ~~I thought you were too busy! How about tomorrow—tomorrow I'll treat you," Li Bin stammered, tearing his eyes away, agreeing in a panic as he bolted downstairs.
Wen Lan watched him flee, smirking triumphantly—then her eyes dimmed with a flicker of sadness.
Seeing Wen Wan come down, phone in hand, chatting away, Wen Lan ducked out of sight, lurking in the living room. She watched her sister's sweet smile as she descended.
Since that kiss with Li Bin, Wen Lan couldn't face Wen Wan without freaking out—always dodging her, even feeling jealous as hell.
Hearing their flirty whispers downstairs, her gut twisted harder.
Growing up, the sisters always competed. If Wen Wan had it, Wen Lan had to have it too. Praise for Wen Wan? Wen Lan sulked. She'd always aimed to outshine her.
And she had—for years.
Everyone raved about Wen Lan's looks, her smarts—said she was prettier, sharper, destined for more than Wen Wan.
When Wen Wan married a live-in nobody, Wen Lan secretly sneered, feeling smug.
But now, seeing Li Bin step up, watching Wen Wan's happy glow, Wen Lan's whole vibe flipped.
That old, fierce "if she's got it, I want it" jealousy roared back. Her disdain for Li Bin turned into a craving—a pull she couldn't shake. Her smugness over Wen Wan? Now just envy and longing.
"Wen Lan, what the fuck are you thinking? He's your brother-in-law!! No matter how good he is to you, how much you like him, you can't do that shameless shit!! You wanna hurt Wen Wan? You've snatched everything from her since we were kids—this time, you can't!"
Muttering to herself, she watched Li Bin and Wen Wan drive off, then turned, moody as hell, back to her room.
Meanwhile, Li Bin was rolling out of the garage with Wen Wan, heading to the night market spot she'd set with Ling Hanrui.
Wen Wan's family lived on Hangzhou's outskirts, but the city's boom had sprawled out fast—now their spot was damn near downtown Yuhang District.
Compared to Li Bin's folks, still scrambling to buy his brother a place in Hangzhou, Wen Wan's clan had it made—pure luck.
The meet-up was at a new night market near their place.
Hangzhou's nightlife was popping this time of night—lucky this spot was fresh, not packed yet, or finding parking in this city would've been a bitch. Li Bin pulled into a spot by a hot pot joint Wen Wan mentioned.
"Beep!! Beep-beep!" Just as they stepped out, a shiny white BMW zipped into the spot next door, horn blaring loud enough to startle Wen Wan.
Li Bin was about to cuss out the blind asshole driver when the BMW's window rolled down, revealing a dolled-up urban beauty—makeup on point.
"Darling!! What a coincidence—we got here together! Guess us sisters are still in sync!" Ling Hanrui beamed at Wen Wan, grinning big while steering. Her hand brushed the BMW logo on the wheel like a flex. She'd clearly gone all out today—elegant brows, long lashes, bold red lips, wavy hair cascading down. Nothing like her usual nurse-scrubs self.
With light makeup, Ling Hanrui looked hotter, trendier—pure city-chick vibes.