Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 78 of 214
"Not bad, quite handsome." Yang Xin looked Yang Ce up and down, then nodded. "I'm Yang Xin, Xiaojie's best friend from high school. Hey, we're both Yangs—we'll have to compare birthdays later. If you're younger than me, you'll have to call me sister."
As Yang Yan spoke, he was also sizing up this Yang Xin. From her dress and bearing, she was clearly another rich family's little princess—a hip-hop sort of personality, not much guile about her. She seemed like a friend worth having.
As for looks, Yang Ce hadn't paid much attention. A notch below Sun Jie, but still a beauty. It was just that Yang Ce had too many beauties around him, and his standards had gotten rather high.
"Very nice to meet you." Yang Ce nodded politely. "Then I'll call you Sister Xin."
"At least you know your place—I'm a year older than Xiaojie." Yang Xin said smugly. "There's no little brother in my family. Now I've gone out and acquired one—how great is that?"
Sun Jie laughed and swatted her. "You—still the same as ever. Even back in school you were always going on about acquiring a little brother."
"Yeah, and it never worked back then. Who'd have thought—instead I ended up acquiring your husband as a little brother," Yang Xin said.
"I heard you came with someone else—Wu Yunsheng, right?" Sun Jie asked.
"Who else would it be?" Yang Xin said. "He's over there ordering. Let's eat together."
"Sure, I was just worrying we wouldn't find a table," Sun Jie nodded. Clearly she was no stranger to this Wu Yunsheng either.
"Xiaojie, tell me—have you two done 'that' yet?" Yang Xin glanced at Yang Puqi, then pulled Sun Jie aside and whispered.
What Yang Xin didn't know was that no matter how softly she whispered, it was useless against Yang Ce—he could read lips. He only caught that she was asking this particular question. Yang Shuo couldn't very well cut in, so he had no choice but to pretend he hadn't heard.
"Done what?" Sun Jie shot a glance back at Yang Puqi, and only when she saw he wasn't looking her way did she whisper, "You little pervert, you've become impure. From the look of you, you've definitely done it with Wu Yunsheng."
"Mm." Yang Xin nodded, a little bashful. "So have you? No lying."
"No." Sun Jie couldn't even sort out her own relationship with Yan. What if they weren't together in the future? So of course Sun Jie wouldn't admit to anything.
"I don't believe it. Look at your chest—it's gotten bigger again. It must be my brother groping it. Hee hee." Yang Xin grinned slyly.
Though the two were the closest of bosom friends, Sun Jie still couldn't help her face darkening at Yang Xin's words. "I see you, the former Flat Princess, have filled out quite a bit yourself. Oh, now I know why you understand it all so well—turns out you've been speaking from experience."
"So what if I have? You're the dishonest one. Still trying to deny it now?" Yang Xin said.
"Fine, fine. Think whatever you like. Suit yourself," Sun Jie said helplessly.
Behind them, Yang Ce was now drenched in sweat just from listening. Too fierce—truly filthy and violent. "Wu Yunsheng!" Yang Xin waved at a young man not far away. "Come over here."
Hearing her, the young man promptly set down his order menu, said a quick word to the waiter beside him, and hurried over. He put on a fawning smile. "Xiaoxin, what is it?"
"Didn't you notice that Xiao Jie is here too? What kind of look is that?" Yang Xin shot Wu Yunsheng a glare.
Yang Yongjin could only shake his head with a bitter smile. It was plain to see that this Wu Yunsheng was deeply in love with Yang Xin—his eyes held no one but her, and everything else around him scarcely registered, simply filtered out.
"Sun Jie, I'm sorry—I didn't bring my contact lenses today," Wu Yunsheng said awkwardly, fumbling for a rather clumsy excuse.
Sun Jie, however, knew Wu Yunsheng's temperament well enough not to hold it against him. "Your eyes are all for Xiao Xin now. Even with contact lenses, I doubt you'd see me."