My older sister is a villainous rich girl

Staring blankly at him, a smile suddenly bloomed on her lips, and she instinctively opened her arms.

However, she hadn't even had a chance to get started—

In an instant, another girl passed through his body and rushed into his arms.

Wayne's smile remained unchanged as he pulled the girl into his arms.

In the misty rain, the two completely disregarded the onlookers and kissed each other deeply in full view of everyone.

Passersby were involuntarily drawn to this scene and smiled knowingly.

The girl had long, slightly wavy blonde hair that shone brightly against the gloomy sky.

Chris...

...Chris was in his arms, so who was she...?

She lowered her head blankly, looking at herself helplessly.

She was wearing a simple long trench coat, and her long, straight black hair was loose...

She saw her true appearance on the smooth, reflective floor tiles beneath her feet, which were covered by a curtain of water.

what--

How could that be? Did I accidentally forget?

This one.

That's who I am.

She chuckled softly, her face pale.

Isn't this place a dream?

Can't you just become whatever you want to become?

Tears welled up uncontrollably from her eyes, falling drop by drop to the ground and mingling with the already dirty rainwater.

Above the city, dark clouds, carrying an aura of destruction, gradually lowered.

The light grew dimmer, and the darkness deepened.

Even the once transparent rain seemed to be stained with an indelible black layer.

In an instant, a storm broke out.

In the cold, black rain, she gritted her teeth and hugged her arms tightly.

"I don't want a dream like this!" she shouted with her eyes closed.

Centered on the spot where she stood, the streetlights, car lights, neon lights of the shopping mall... all the lights gradually went out.

It was as if the whole world was collapsing from this place.

Darkness engulfed the entire city.

……

Chris suddenly opened her eyes.

Her senses slowly returned. Finding herself still shrouded in darkness, she hesitated for two seconds before gently pulling back a corner of the blanket covering her head.

Light, carrying a cool, fresh scent, seeped in through the cracks.

—Phew, it was a dream.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Chapter 201 Girlfriends are indeed a troublesome thing

The next morning, Wayne sadly discovered that Chris was still not recovered from the anger of being tricked the day before.

"Beautiful Miss Chris, aren't you going swimming today?"

Wayne coaxed her in a humble voice, "Look, I've already prepared everything, and I've also asked Eve to reserve a private pool."

Since neither Elliott nor Ashville enjoyed swimming, no such water recreation area had been previously established at the Duke's residence.

Hmm...maybe I can consider buying one for my own use in the future.

Although he had already begun to dream about the future, it was clear that Chris's mind was still stuck in yesterday.

She ignored Wayne's words completely, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Reclining on the sofa in a relaxed posture, Chris admired the picture book in her hands with a blank expression.

However, judging from the quantum speed at which he flipped through the pages, his mind was not on that at all.

"Don't be angry."

Wayne sat down next to her, snatched the sketchbook from her hands, and forced her to focus her attention on him.

He raised his hand and swore, "I promise I'll never tease you like that again."

It's just that I didn't get to see myself in women's clothing...

He thought it was just a harmless joke, but he didn't expect her to be so angry.

"I'm going into the water today wearing only swim trunks. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Chris finally glanced at him.

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Under her sharp gaze, Wayne felt a little guilty.

"W-what's wrong?"

Chris looked thoughtful and pondered, "I wonder when you started to become like this."

That's not how it is in the animation.

Could it be because I didn't follow the proper strategy beforehand that his character is stuck between the "playboy" and "innocent boy" phases?

Wayne's heart skipped a beat.

"Huh? I've always been like this."

To enhance his persuasiveness, he displayed his usual, innocent, angelic smile.

When she asked him that question, Wayne suddenly realized that he might have been getting a little too carried away lately.

However, in order to cover it up, he quickly found a perfect scapegoat.

"Gavin told me... that there's no need to suppress your desires too much, that's just how boys are."

Wayne spoke in a shameful tone, lowering his voice.

...Good brother, I'll borrow your head for a moment.

Chris, as expected, showed disgust. "You should spend less time with them in the future."

“But they are my friends too,” Wayne said, conflicted.

"Birds of a feather flock together. Those kinds of bad friends will only lead you astray," she said, frowning.

"Okay, okay, I'll keep my distance from them."

In short, make her happy first before thinking about anything else.

Seeing that his attitude was fairly sincere, Chris suddenly reached out and pinched his chin.

Just like in those melodramatic TV dramas where a domineering CEO flirts with a beautiful woman, she adjusted her posture, knelt on one knee on the sofa, and looked down at him.

"do you like me?"

Staring intently at her with a gaze that seemed to hold something deep within, Wayne felt inexplicably shy.

"like."

The answer was given without the slightest hesitation.

"What do you like?" she asked again.

I like it in every aspect.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Chris's eyes.

"Don't use such vague answers; list them in detail."

"..." Wayne's expression froze.

But Chris kept staring at him intently, as if she wouldn't give up until she heard him out.

"I like you...you're very beautiful."

"Ah."

She responded with a sound of agreement, then pressed further, "Just because she's pretty?"

"Of course not!"

Wien astutely denied it.

Then, a string of flattering remarks came out of Wayne's mouth.

"Chris is gentle, kind, understanding, and poised..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

She interrupted Wayne, saying rather unhappily, "I didn't want you to praise me."

...If I don't like your strengths, do I like your weaknesses?

Although, in her own eyes, her flaws are also quite endearing.

"Uh... I like you. It's funny how you always seem to get into trouble." He said tentatively, watching her expression.

Chris's forehead veins bulged as she slowly said:

"Oh? Is that so?"

And so, on this ordinary morning, Wayne realized once again—

Having a girlfriend is definitely a troublesome thing.

……

After he signed numerous unequal treaties, Chris finally reluctantly agreed to accompany him swimming.

At first, it was clearly her who initiated the request. But in the end, it seemed as if she was fulfilling her own wish.

Sigh! This isn't the first time Chris has been unreasonable, so he wasn't surprised at all by this development.

Wearing a pair of floral shorts, Wayne lay leisurely on a beach chair by the pool.

On the small table beside me were two glasses of iced drinks.

This entire private pool is open only to the two of them today.

Wayne didn't ask if they should invite any other friends, and Chris tacitly refrained from mentioning it either.

The large parasol provided him with shade, and Wayne was resting with his eyes closed when he soon heard soft footsteps.

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Hmph, even if you hid it from me before, I'm going to see it all clearly today.

But being a gentleman, I was quite willing to understand her shyness.

A slight creak came from another chair, and someone else lay down as well.

He opened his eyes and looked around.

however--

What came into view was not the cool and refreshing outfit that had caught my eye yesterday.

At this moment, Chris was wearing a loose and light silk robe over her clothes, which completely concealed her exposed skin.

In her hand, she was holding two white bath towels.

Seeing Wayne staring at her with ill intent, Chris threw one of the towels in his face, blocking his hateful gaze.

Wayne sighed, took off the towel covering his face, and threw it aside.