Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

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"You...you've been listening in the whole time?"

"Yes..."

"Damn, this is so embarrassing."

On the other end of the phone, Qiao Yu muttered something.

"Is 'Misplaced Time and Space' a good song?"

The guy on the phone chuckled, then, with a knowing look, said, "Zhang, you're the biggest star, I love listening to your songs."

Qiao Jingjing rolled her eyes.

Zhang Yutong smiled and said softly:

"Really? But my singing is just average, I don't have my own style."

"..."

“Mr. Qiao, thank you. If it’s convenient, please tell me your bank account number. I’ll buy this song,” Zhang Yutong said.

"You can ask my sister about the money," Qiao Yu said.

Qiao Jingjing said, "Five thousand is fine."

She didn't directly say she'd give it to you.

Giving someone a favor like that would be too obvious, and Zhang Yutong wouldn't agree to it.

Why owe favors when money can solve the problem?

Moreover, having asked Qiao Jingjing for help already put me in a debt of gratitude.

Five thousand?

Zhang Yutong said helplessly, "Five thousand yuan can't even buy the lyrics."

"If you feel bad about it, Sister Yutong, please treat me to a meal."

Qiao Jingjing squinted, smiling like a cunning little fox.

Zhang Yutong pursed her lips. "Okay, then I agree."

She couldn't help but glance at Qiao Jingjing.

I hadn't realized before, but Qiao Jingjing is really good at handling things.

Qiao Jingjing was also smiling, but it seemed somewhat forced.

Damn, this song is so good.

My heart hurts so much.

Can I back out?

...

7 p.m.

Qiao Yu prepared dinner and eagerly awaited his two older sisters' return home for the meal.

Su Jinbei was the first to return.

She has no acting roles now and is struggling to make a living by teaching classical dance to newcomers.

Su Jinbei was wearing an office lady suit and had a light brown bag slung over her arm.

With one hand supporting her against the wall, she kicked off her high heels and bent down to put on sandals.

A graceful back curve and a full, rounded bottom.

Everything was clear to Qiao Yu.

"I'm so tired after standing all day."

Su Jinbei plopped down on the sofa and stretched lazily.

Qiao Yu leaned closer and offered, "Shall I massage your back?"

Su Jinbei looked at him with a half-smile, tilting her head, "Okay, Jingjing said your technique is pretty good."

She hugged a pillow, lay face down on the sofa, and looked back:

"Don't touch it."

Qiao Yu licked his lips and placed his palms on her waist.

Gently massage both sides of the spine with your thumb.

So soft, so comfortable.

Qiao Yu's heart skipped a beat, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

At this moment, does Su Jinbei's suggestion that she touch his waist mean...?

Has their relationship made a breakthrough?

Does this mean that Su Jinbei has feelings for me?

After all, for women...

She disregarded taboos and allowed a man to touch her waist and feet.

This is enough to explain the problem.

In ancient times, this would mean losing one's innocence; the consequences would be either being forced to marry no one but the ruler or being drowned in a pig cage.

Qiao Yu was lost in thought.

Su Jinbei, however, didn't think that much about it.

She nestled her face against the cushion, comfortably squinting her beautiful eyes.

It feels so good, what should I do?

I feel like I'm getting addicted.

The sound of a key turning came from the doorway; Qiao Jingjing opened the door and went home.

Seeing this scene in the living room, his eyebrows twitched violently twice.

Qiao Yu almost instinctively withdrew his hand.

His posture was as if he were a man caught red-handed by his wife while stealing a kiss.

Su Jinbei, who was enjoying herself, belatedly raised her head and laughed:

"You're back! Yu has prepared dinner and is waiting for you."

The way she was called "A-Yu" made Qiao Jingjing purse her lips.

She looked at her intently for a moment, then said calmly:

"Oh, then let's eat."

She didn't have dinner with Zhang Yutong; they arranged to meet tomorrow at noon.

The dinner table.

Qiao Jingjing was unusually slow and deliberate in her eating and sleeping, and she didn't talk or speak.

Su Jinbei occasionally talked about things at the company, but didn't get a response from her best friend.

After several attempts.

I lost interest in talking to her.

He then started chatting enthusiastically with Qiao Yu.

Halfway through the meal, Qiao Yu's phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was a call from Li Xuliang.

Once the call connected, Li Xuliang said, "Brother Qiao, wanna go to karaoke tonight?"

Without even thinking, Qiao Yu refused outright: "I'm busy, I have something to do tonight."

Li Xuliang chuckled and said, "I understand, disciple, but master, you get tired of homegrown flowers after a while. Trying wild flowers is much better."

Qiao Jingjing and Su Jinbei looked over almost simultaneously, their ears perked up.

I really don't know how their ears are so sharp.

"Wildflowers are unsanitary; who knows if there are biological weapons inside?"

Qiao Yu refused again.

"No, no, no, wildflowers are only relative. In fact, they are all from respectable families with clean backgrounds."

"But with your abilities, Qiao Yu, seducing innocent young women would be a piece of cake."

Li Xuliang urged him again.

"They're all a bunch of scoundrels," Qiao Jingjing sneered.

"It's so late, don't go out. Staying up late is bad for your health."

Su Jinbei made the decision for Qiao Yu using the attitude of a virtuous wife and loving mother, saying, "I'm doing this for your own good."

It's only a little past seven o'clock now, and your excuse is so half-hearted, Sister Jinbei.

Qiao Yu was internally complaining.

Qiao Yu hadn't planned to go in the first place.

If it weren't for Qiao Jingjing's love for karaoke, he probably would never have gone to places like karaoke in his life; he was born without a love for it.

"Bye!"

"No, no, no, Brother Qiao, I already promised that I would definitely invite you."

"If you don't come, I'll lose face in front of my friends. I'll never be able to hold my head up again."

Li Xuliang immediately pleaded aloud.

"What nonsense, what friends?" Qiao Yu was taken aback.

"They're all friends in my circle, both men and women. I won't mention the men, because I doubt you'd be interested anyway."