After the 99th Confession , The Cold School Beauty's Personality Collapsed-Chapter 43
Qin Luo, although habitually bickering with his sister, didn’t actually dislike her.
The truth was, ever since their relationship dynamics changed, he hadn’t figured out the right way to interact with Jiang Zhitao, which is why things felt awkward between them.
Moments like his sister driving him to school were rare, so naturally, Qin Luo wouldn’t refuse.
He eagerly followed behind her, just like in the old days when he used to be the little tagalong.
Back then, he would follow her around, snot-nosed, asking for candy, but now he had grown up. Now, as he followed behind her, he couldn’t help but sneak glances at her figure.
Today, Jiang Zhitao seemed to be heading to work. She was wearing a beige, thin-knit sweater, tucked into a sky-blue pencil skirt that hugged her curves, which drew plenty of attention as she walked.
This content is taken from freёnovelkiss.com.
Qin Luo, in a mischievous mood, decided to call up the system.
【Scanning target: Jiang Zhitao】
【Scanning…】
【Scan complete】
【Target: Jiang Zhitao】
【Role: Celebrity】
【Available for romance】
Jiang Zhitao’s “celebrity” designation wasn’t a surprise to Qin Luo. Her parents had raised her for this life, and her achievements in the field truly matched the title.
But what caught him off guard were those last three words—“Available for romance.” Seeing this, Qin Luo had an idea.
He remembered he still had a “perfect opportunity to create a novel” remaining and thought, What if I write a book called My Sister is Available for Romance? What then…?
Qin Luo followed her to the underground parking lot, reluctantly tearing his gaze away from her as he climbed into her car.
“Mom, I’m heading out.”
“Wait a moment, Jiyan.”
Zhang Ru came out of the room and stood in front of Ji Yan, speaking with a serious tone, “Do you remember what I told you before? Keep your distance from that boy, and it would be best to cut off contact.”
“Even if he genuinely likes you, and you may even feel the same, I want you to know that you’re too young for a relationship. I have to think about your safety and future.”
“If you really want to date, I won’t stop you. But only after you graduate, understood?”
She rattled off her warnings, her face filled with concern, afraid her daughter might brush off her advice.
Ji Yan understood that her mother was only looking out for her, so she nodded obediently, saying, “Alright, Mom, I understand.”
“Good girl. I knew you’d listen.”
Zhang Ru smiled and gently patted Ji Yan’s hair. Then, noticing the old, unattractive bag Ji Yan was carrying, she asked, “Why are you carrying that old thing? Didn’t I buy you plenty of nice bags? Pick a prettier one.”
“Uh, no, it’s just…”
Ji Yan hesitated, unzipping the bag to reveal what was inside—a little girl figurine sculpture.
Seeing the displeasure building on her mother’s face, Ji Yan quickly explained, “I was just about to throw it away.”
Zhang Ru’s frown immediately softened. She smiled and said, “Good girl, go ahead and be careful on your way.”
“Got it, Mom. I’m off.” Ji Yan nodded, turned, and headed out the door.
Zhang Ru stood at the door for a while longer, feeling a strange emptiness in her heart. She looked like a little piece of her had been taken away, leaving her feeling somewhat disoriented.
Suddenly, she hurried over to the living room window and peered down at the trash bins outside.
Not long after, Ji Yan emerged from the building, holding the little figurine. She walked over to the trash bins and hesitated, making Zhang Ru bite her lip, almost wishing she could yell at her to throw it away quickly.
Thankfully, Zhang Ru got her wish in the end.
She watched as Ji Yan tossed the little figurine into the trash bin.
It was as if a weight had been lifted from Zhang Ru’s heart; she let out a long sigh of relief, her mood visibly brightened, and she hummed a light tune as she headed to the bathroom.
Feeling in great spirits, she planned to go shopping. The weather was about to get warmer, and she wanted to buy some new clothes for her daughter.
But what she didn’t know was that as soon as she left the window, Ji Yan came back to the trash bin.
She looked at the little figurine lying amidst the dirty trash, some of it smudging its surface.
Qin Luo’s words from the previous night echoed in her mind, “Be careful not to lose it…”
Suddenly feeling a wave of panic, she quickly looked around, as if fearing Qin Luo would see this.
After a few seconds, she sighed, reached back into the bin, carefully brushed off the dirt on the figurine, and placed it back into her bag.
Once she had done this, she seemed to relax, walking out of the apartment complex with a lighter step.
Not long after, Zhang Ru left the house.
She wore a beautiful white dress, much like Ji Yan had worn on her date with Qin Luo a few days earlier. Her makeup was meticulous, giving her a refined, beautiful appearance, as if she were an older version of Ji Yan.
As she passed the trash bin, humming a light tune, she glanced inside out of habit.
The cheerful tune caught in her throat, her face slightly twisted with displeasure.
Biting her lip, her breathing quickened as if she were struggling with something. Finally, she turned and walked back into the building, silent.
