The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 201 Rewarding Herself: Liu Wuyang
As night deepened, only sparse lights and a cold wind swept through the neighborhood.

After taking a shower, Liu Wuyang changed into a set of black pajamas.

She lay on her side on the bed, propping her face up with one hand and scrolling through videos with the other.

A short drama about a relationship between an older woman and a younger man is playing on my phone.

She had originally intended to cross it out, but a line of dialogue suddenly caught her attention, making her stop her finger.

"Sister, do you like me?" the male lead in the drama said softly.

This short drama was made at a somewhat low price, but the plot was surprisingly engaging.

The story revolves around a brother and sister, filled with ambiguous tension and lingering glances. Soon, the male lead leans down and kisses her. The female lead initially struggles, but later closes her eyes and responds willingly.

Liu Wuyang was just casually looking at the screen, but her gaze gradually became fixed on it.

She subconsciously licked her lips, and Zhang Muchen's smiling face appeared in her mind.

This afternoon, they went to see a movie, played claw machines, and even sat on a rocking horse for a while.

It feels like it's been a long time since I've had such a relaxed and happy time with someone of the opposite sex.

The show is still going on on my phone.

The male lead had already pinned the female lead down on the sofa and was kissing her. The camera zoomed in, revealing that the female lead's pajamas had been slightly torn open, exposing her bare shoulders and snow-white skin.

It has to be said that this drama skirted the line just right. One centimeter more and it would probably have been banned by the platform.

Liu Wuyang's gaze was unconsciously drawn to the scene. The female lead was breathing softly, the male lead was kissing her neck and collarbone, his hand slowly slipping inside her clothes...

"Are all shorts like this now..." Liu Wuyang muttered, but her eyes remained fixed on them.

She tapped the screen to switch to full screen.

Her long eyelashes cast a subtle shadow under the light, and the light from her phone screen reflected on her face.

Liu Wuyang unconsciously pursed her red lips, her breathing becoming shallow and rapid.

The air seemed inexplicably hot.

The video was still playing, and the female protagonist's murmured voice came from the speaker, carrying a hint of ambiguity.

……

The next day, noon.

Song Yiran stood in front of Liu Wuyang's door and knocked. Turning back to her husband, Liu Yuanshan, she frowned and said, "It's already this late, and Wuyang still hasn't gotten up. Is she sick?"

Liu Yuanshan flipped through the newspaper without looking up: "Probably not, let her sleep. She probably stayed up late last night."

"But it's almost 12:30, we can't skip lunch."

As soon as Song Yiran finished speaking, the bedroom door clicked open.

Liu Wuyang, wearing pajamas and with slightly messy hair, yawned with a dazed look in her eyes.

Song Yiran quickly went to greet her: "Why are you only getting up now? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Liu Wuyang rubbed her eyes: "I slept very well last night."

As she spoke, she lifted her foot to go to the restroom, but stumbled slightly.

She instinctively leaned against the wall, her face remaining impassive, but inwardly she couldn't help but mutter to herself: I was still too unrestrained last night...

After washing up, she returned to her bedroom and sat in front of the vanity, glancing at her phone while applying skincare products.

"Huh? That brat called me three times?"

Three missed calls were displayed on the screen, all from Zhang Muchen.

Liu Wuyang raised an eyebrow and picked up her phone to call back.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Hey, Yang-jie, you're not just getting up now, are you?" Zhang Muchen's voice came from the phone.

"Mind your own business? What are you doing? What's the matter?" Liu Wuyang asked, patting her cheek.

"Sister Yang, didn't we agree yesterday to go to the hotel today?"

"..."

Liu Wuyang paused, her face still damp with skincare cream. "Hey, Sister Yang? Are you listening? Hello?"

Zhang Muchen's voice on the other end of the phone carried a hint of doubt.

Liu Wuyang was silent for two seconds, then she took a breath and said, "You tell me, what time?"

"No rush, Yang-jie. Take a rest at noon and get some energy. We'll see you at three in the afternoon."

"Whatever you say." Liu Wuyang raised her finger to hang up the phone, but then stopped and added, "By the way, that hotel from last time was pretty good. Book there."

"Uh……"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Muchen was stunned for a moment.

The hotel from last time?
The one Wang Shishi's family owns?
No no no...

Zhang Muchen refused in his heart.

That place is too dangerous. Last time Wang Shishi pulled up the surveillance footage, who knows what might happen this time.

Although Wang Shishi had come clean with things, revealing that they maintained a peculiar relationship, it was better to avoid trouble.

It would be best to find a completely safe hotel for Sister Yang's play.

"Ahem... Sister Yang, that hotel is full. I booked another hotel."

"Okay," Liu Wuyang replied casually, then hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, she came from the bedroom to the dining table and sat down. On the table was lunch prepared by Song Yiran, and the couple sat down facing Liu Wuyang.

She picked up a piece of food, ate it, swallowed it, and said softly, "Mom, I'm going out this afternoon."

"Going out?" Song Yiran looked at her immediately. "You just went out yesterday afternoon, and you're going out again today?"

"Ah."

Are you going on a date?

"No," Liu Wuyang replied sullenly, her head down as she ate her food.

Song Yiran put down her chopsticks and sighed helplessly, "Your dad and I won't interfere. Go on dates if you want, no need to hide it."

"Mom, really not."

Liu Wuyang lowered her head, biting her chopsticks, her eyes gleaming.

What kind of date? Your daughter's off to cosplay for that brat...

“Wu Yang—” Liu Yuanshan suddenly coughed, “Since you’re not on a date, shouldn’t you consider getting a boyfriend?”

"Stop." Liu Wuyang immediately raised her hand.

Then she picked up a piece of braised pork and silently put it into her father's bowl, and ladled a spoonful of winter melon soup for her mother.

"Mom and Dad, please don't worry about my affairs."

Looking at her daughter, Song Yiran couldn't help but smile: "Wu Yang, Mom bets you probably already have someone in your heart."

Liu Yuanshan also coughed: "Could it be that high school student from last time?"

"..."

Liu Wuyang paused, almost missing her chopsticks.

She pretended not to hear and kept eating her rice.

Song Yiran laughed even harder: "Look, my daughter's ears are all red, but she's pretending not to hear."

Liu Yuanshan nodded: "Why don't we invite him over for a meal? We're not feudalistic parents. Once he gets into university, you two can definitely be together."

Liu Wuyang bit her chopsticks and chewed a mouthful of rice: "Mom and Dad, don't make wild guesses! He's my student!"

Song Yiran: "Correction, former student. You are no longer a teacher."

"..."

……

(End of this chapter)