My online dating circle has millions of followers, why would she put a collar on me?

Su Xiaoyue was taken aback and looked at Jiang Yi: "Honey, is someone looking for you?"

Jiang Yi's heart leaped into his throat. He knew who it was.

That brat Jiang Miaomiao has finally arrived!

He put down his chopsticks, trying to keep his voice calm: "Yes, she's my friend. I asked her to come."

"Friends?" Su Xiaoyue's eyes lit up. "What kind of friends? Male or female?"

"A woman." As Jiang Yi said these two words, he felt Gu Qinghan's gaze sweep over him again. "My own sister."

Jiang Yi stood up: "I'll go pick her up."

Su Xiaoyue also stood up: "Shall I go with you?"

"No need." Jiang Yi pressed down on her shoulder, his grip light but firm.

"Her personality is a bit... how should I put it, you might not be used to it when you meet her. I'll go pick her up first, explain the situation to her, and then bring her in."

Su Xiaoyue blinked, somewhat puzzled, but still obediently sat back down: "Then hurry up."

Jiang Yi nodded and turned to walk out.

He walked through the corridor, pushed open the main door, and crossed the courtyard.

Outside the gate, Jiang Miaomiao was standing under a ginkgo tree, wearing an oversized hoodie, sweatpants, and white sneakers. Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, and she looked like any ordinary college student.

But the expression on her face was anything but ordinary.

Anxiety, guilt, tension, and a sense of resignation that "I'm prepared to be scolded."

"Brother!" Seeing Jiang Yi come out, she immediately ran up to him, her voice low, "What happened? Why is she here today? Wasn't it supposed to be next Wednesday?"

"I changed my ticket." Jiang Yi stood in front of her, expressionless. "I changed it at the last minute this morning, and they only told me when I arrived."

"So, you met? Did she recognize you?"

"I recognized her." Jiang Yi recalled Su Xiaoyue's tear-filled eyes when she threw herself into his arms, and that familiar bittersweet feeling welled up in his heart again.

"She thinks I am the person in the photo."

Jiang Miaomiao visibly breathed a sigh of relief, but Jiang Yi's next words made her take that breath back.

"You told me before that Su Xiaoyue's family was well-off. Did you say 'well-off'?" Jiang Yi pointed to the villa behind him.

"Is this 'not bad'? Her family owns a detached villa in Kyoto, she travels in a stretch Lincoln, she uses white porcelain tableware with gold trim, and she drinks French mineral water."

Jiang Miaomiao opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

"Jiang Miaomiao, do you even know what kind of family you're deceiving?"

Jiang Miaomiao lowered her head, twisting the drawstring of her hoodie with her fingers, her voice muffled: "I... I never expected her family to be so rich. She never told me any of this."

"Didn't you ask?"

"I asked her, and she just said, 'My family runs a small business.' How was I supposed to know that a 'small business' was worth hundreds of billions?"

Jiang Yi took a deep breath and retorted, "Are you fucking stupid?"

After all, her mother is also my mother.

It's no use talking about these things now. The most urgent thing is not to dwell on the past, but to find a way to get through this current challenge.

"There's one more thing." He looked into Jiang Miaomiao's eyes and said, word by word, "Su Xiaoyue said that her parents have arranged a place for her at Tsinghua or Peking University, and she will be starting school next semester."

Jiang Miaomiao's expression changed from guilt to shock, and then from shock to a complex emotion that Jiang Yi couldn't understand.

"Tsinghua and Peking University?" Her voice trembled. "Your Tsinghua and Peking University?"

"How many Tsinghua and Peking University graduates are left?"

Jiang Miaomiao's eyes widened, her mouth opened and closed repeatedly, like a fish thrown ashore, and it took her a long time to finally squeeze out a sentence:

"Then...what about Xia Anmian? Isn't your girlfriend also at Tsinghua or Peking University? What if they run into each other?"

"Do you think I wouldn't have thought of this?" Jiang Yi's tone was somewhat irritated. "So what I need now is a solution, a solution that will ensure no one gets hurt."

Jiang Miaomiao fell silent.

She lowered her head, looking at her slightly dirty white shoes, and remained silent.

After about ten seconds, she suddenly looked up, and the expression on her face changed.

It wasn't the guilty conscience and anxiety he had shown before, but a serious, even somewhat resolute expression that Jiang Yi rarely wore.

"Brother, let me in."

Jiang Yi looked at her: "What do you want to do?"

"I'll handle it." Jiang Miaomiao's tone was surprisingly calm. "I caused the trouble with Su Xiaoyue. I'll deal with the money I owe and the people I cheated."

Jiang Yi stared at her for a few seconds, as if trying to determine whether she was exaggerating.

"What are your plans to do?"

"Don't worry about it, I have a way." Jiang Miaomiao, unusually, didn't avoid his gaze.

Brother, you've helped me so much—the money from selling my account, meeting her for me, keeping it a secret from Mom and Dad… You shouldn't have had to bear all of this. Now it's my turn to do it myself.”

Jiang Yi opened his mouth, the words "What can you do?" swirling in his throat, but ultimately he didn't say them.

He looked into Jiang Miaomiao's eyes and saw something he hadn't seen in a long time. It was no longer about fooling around, but a sense of responsibility that said, "I know how big of a mess I've made, so I can't hide anymore."

"Okay." He nodded. "But if you mess this up..."

"If you mess this up, I'll bring you my head."

What use would I be to your head?

"Then I'll compensate you with my Three Kingdoms Kill account."

"...Didn't you sell that account?"

"I secretly kept a secondary account and recharged it with tens of thousands of yuan."

Jiang Yi looked at his sister's grinning face and felt his blood pressure rise again. But now was not the time to beat her up.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and pushed open the wrought iron gate: "Come in with me. Remember, don't say anything after we're inside."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Miaomiao followed behind him, looking around as she walked, muttering to herself.

Wow, this yard is huge! This pool must be big enough for a party in the summer! Dude, can I come swim here in the summer? —"

"Shut up."

"oh."

The two people crossed the courtyard and entered through the main gate.

The butler approached and paused slightly when he saw Jiang Miaomiao, but quickly regained his professional smile and gave a slight bow: "Mr. Jiang, who is this?"

"My younger sister, Jiang Miaomiao."

"Good day, Miss Jiang." The butler nodded politely. "Miss Jiang and Miss Gu are waiting for you in the restaurant."

Jiang Yi led Jiang Miaomiao through the corridor toward the restaurant.

Several oil paintings hung on the walls on both sides of the corridor. Jiang Miaomiao walked along, looking at them and muttering to herself, "Are these paintings real? They look so expensive..."

"Shut up."

"oh."

The moment the two entered the restaurant, Jiang Yi noticed that Su Xiaoyue had already stood up, her face showing the nervousness and anticipation of "meeting her boyfriend's family."

She was wearing that light blue floral dress today, her hair was draped over her shoulders, and the birthmark on her left cheek was almost invisible under the warm yellow light.

"Honey, is this your sister?" Su Xiaoyue's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible tension as she looked Jiang Miaomiao up and down.

Jiang Miaomiao was also looking at her.

But Jiang Miaomiao's gaze lingered on Su Xiaoyue for less than half a second before shifting to the person next to her.

Gu Qinghan.

Gu Qinghan sat on the left side of the dining table, holding a water glass in her hand, about to drink some water.

The moment she saw Gu Qinghan, her hand froze.

Jiang Miaomiao's expression changed drastically.

In less than two seconds, her expression changed from "confidence in solving the problem" to bewilderment as if asking "Am I dreaming?", and then from bewilderment to a near-collapse-like horror that Jiang Yi had never seen before.

Her lips were trembling, her fingers were trembling, her whole body was trembling.

"Brother..." Her voice was squeezed out of her throat, barely audible, with a tremor Jiang Yi had never heard before, "Both of them..."

"What are they?"

Jiang Yi leaned close to Jiang Miaomiao's ear, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, it's all... "

boom!

Jiang Yi felt like the sky had fallen!

Jiang Miaomiao, I'll fuck your grandma!