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Along with me, Lin Mu Xi also wanted to see what Ouyang Zhirou was eager to show me, curious if it was indeed what she imagined.
The first thing I noticed was the layout of Ouyang Zhirou's room, which was significantly larger than mine. The room was tidy, and there was a faint fragrance that seemed to emanate from Ouyang Zhirou herself. Various dolls adorned the space, and the overall decor leaned towards a cute, light pink theme. By the window stood a large vanity covered in an array of cosmetics and skincare products. To my shock, I spotted a photo of myself on that vanity!
What the heck! Where did you get my photo? How do you even have one from my childhood?
I picked up the photo, astonished.
Ouyang Zhirou merely pouted, her eyes darting around as she said, "I told your grandma I wanted it, and she gave it to me."
What could I say about something given by grandma? In this family, no one could afford to offend the elders.
Having surveyed Ouyang Zhirou's room without finding anything unusual, I wondered why both of them were so nervous.
As I passed by Ouyang Zhirou's bed on my way out, I inadvertently glanced at it and froze in place as if my system had crashed. The bed was covered with stockings—black, white, nude, purple, red, garter belts, fishnets—everything imaginable.
Ouyang Zhirou hesitated for a moment, unsure if Zhao Lun had seen them or not. If he had seen them, then there was also Lin Mu Xi, that sly vixen. But if he hadn’t seen them, all these were prepared for him; if he missed them, the disappointment would be immense.
Well, no need to worry about that anymore—he had definitely seen them. My face burned with embarrassment as I looked down and fell silent. At this moment, my first words would be the ultimate test of whether my assumption about Zhao Lun liking stockings was right or wrong.
On the other side, Lin Mu Xi saw me standing there frozen and thought to herself that this was bad. She rushed over to my side and looked at the bed full of stockings with a sigh of relief; it wasn’t what she had feared.
Wait! There wasn’t much difference between the two scenarios! Dead Green Tea, you!!! Although Lin Mu Xi cursed under her breath, she felt a twinge of regret. Had she known Ouyang Zhirou would act so quickly, she should have bought some stockings to wear herself.
Suddenly, Ouyang Zhirou exclaimed with confidence, “What’s wrong with me? I bought these stockings just for Zhao Lun! As long as he likes them, not only will I show him, but I’ll let him touch them too!”
This statement infuriated Lin Mu Xi. Both she and Ouyang Zhirou turned their gazes toward me, eager to see how I would react.
There was no way I could say I didn’t like it! After all, I was still a young man full of vigor. If this was some kind of test for me, then bring it on—I wouldn’t shy away from any challenge!
I swallowed hard as their reactions were worlds apart: Ouyang Zhirou was overjoyed while Lin Mu Xi looked ready to explode as she grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the door.
“Let go of me! If Zhao Lun wants to see them, let him! What styles or colors do you like? I can change for you!”
In an instant, Ouyang Zhirou dashed forward and shook off Lin Mu Xi’s hand while waving a pair of stockings in front of me.
Seeing this unfold, Lin Mu Xi stormed down the stairs in a huff without looking back.
It finally dawned on me that she might actually be angry.
“Zhi Rou, let me go check on Mu Xi. I’ll come back to find you later,” I said quickly.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to choose stockings; it was just that someone more important needed my company right now.
Ouyang Zhirou's cheerful mood instantly faded. She put down the stockings in her hand, feeling as if she had inadvertently hurt Lin Mu Xi. The two of them often argued, much like Xia Yuan and Ma De, but that didn’t mean their relationship was poor!
In fact, over the past few days, aside from when I was present, they had been quite harmonious. It seemed that I was the source of their disputes; if it weren't for me, their relationship would likely be much better.
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