Chapter 8 Everything Was Laid Bare...

Frightened out of her wits, Lin Siyu spun around and dashed toward her room upstairs. Though she wore Lin Muxue’s jacket draped over her shoulders, it covered only her upper body, leaving her bare, fair thighs exposed—a truly breathtaking sight. As she ran, the hem of the jacket fluttered, occasionally lifting to reveal glimpses of her firm, youthful curves, alive with vitality.

Of course, this enticing scene did not last long. Within seconds, Lin Siyu had rushed into her bedroom and slammed the door shut behind her, making the captivating spectacle vanish without a trace.

“I’m doomed… utterly doomed. I can’t believe a man saw me like that. How humiliating…” Leaning against the door, Lin Siyu gasped for breath, her delicate face flushed crimson and her heart pounding wildly, as if it might burst from her chest at any moment.

“No, I must make that shameless man pay!” After a few minutes, Lin Siyu finally regained her composure, muttering through gritted teeth as she rummaged through her belongings for something to wear.

Meanwhile, downstairs in the living room, Li Sicheng and Lin Muxue both stood, faces aflame with embarrassment.

“What exactly did you see just now?” Lin Muxue glanced at the man beside her and asked, though she knew it was unlikely, she still clung to hope that Li Sicheng hadn’t seen anything.

“Very small, no hair…” After a brief hesitation, Li Sicheng decided to tell the unvarnished truth.

It’s over—she’s been completely exposed… Lin Muxue pressed a hand to her forehead, mortified. Li Sicheng’s answer left nothing to the imagination; at the very least, he had gotten an eyeful of all of Lin Siyu’s most private parts.

Unlike Lin Muxue, Lin Siyu was an indisputable member of the flat-chested sisterhood—a fact that had always troubled her. She’d tried all sorts of remedies reputed to enhance her figure, but nothing had worked. As for the lack of hair… well, that seemed to be a family trait. Not only Lin Siyu, but Lin Muxue as well.

Earlier, the sudden incident had left Lin Muxue feeling awkward, but when she saw Li Sicheng’s cute, embarrassed expression, she couldn’t resist teasing him. “So, Sicheng, do you prefer them small or big?”

“Huh?” Li Sicheng was dumbfounded, his face growing even redder.

“Hahaha…” Lin Muxue burst out laughing at his reaction.

“Oh, come on, stop laughing,” Li Sicheng sighed, his cheeks burning. “This time I’m really in trouble.”

Lin Muxue shot him a glare, saying, “In trouble? Please, you got lucky—don’t pretend otherwise!”

Li Sicheng tried to explain. “Remember what I told you earlier? Right now, I’m in a state where I can’t enjoy any of this.”

“This counts as luck?” Lin Muxue was taken aback.

“Of course it does. It’s the luck of romance. But for me, it’s more like a curse! I’m doomed… really doomed…” He scanned the room nervously, bracing himself for disaster.

“In trouble? You saw my body, and you’re the one who’s in trouble? That’s right, you really are in trouble!”

At that moment, Lin Siyu burst out of her bedroom, now fully dressed—quite the opposite of her earlier, naked state. She was covered from head to toe, not an inch of skin exposed. Not only had she put on clothes and gloves, but she’d donned a hat, mask, and sunglasses as well. Heaven knows how she could stand so many layers in a warm house. And in her hands, she brandished a stool.

“Scoundrel, prepare to die!”

Lin Siyu shouted as she charged down the stairs, stool raised, intent on punishing Li Sicheng for seeing her unclothed.

“The disaster is here?” Li Sicheng was startled.

“What are you doing? Stop this at once!” Lin Muxue rushed forward, alarmed.

“Get out of the way, Sis! I’m going to kill this pervert!” Lin Siyu yelled.

Lin Muxue snatched the stool from her and scolded, “What pervert? Don’t talk nonsense! This is Li Sicheng, the benefactor I’m always telling you about! Besides, it was clearly your own fault just now. You ran out without any clothes—how can you blame Sicheng for that?”

“So it’s my fault now?” Lin Siyu gaped in disbelief.

Lin Muxue nodded. “Yes, it’s your fault! You’re a grown woman—be more careful and don’t go running around naked at home. Maybe it was fine before, but from now on, Sicheng will be living with us…”

“What? He’s going to live with us? No way! Absolutely not!” Lin Siyu panicked, desperate to stop this from happening.

Yet even with her little sister, Lin Muxue remained firm. “This is my decision, not yours! Besides, everything our family has today is thanks to Sicheng’s guidance in the past. He’s our benefactor, and we must repay him!”

“Benefactor? Sis, he’s nothing but a charlatan! I’ve told you a thousand times—your success is due to your own hard work. He has nothing to do with it!” Lin Siyu protested loudly.

Over the years, Lin Muxue had often shared stories of Li Sicheng with her, but unlike her grateful older sister, Lin Siyu felt nothing but suspicion. In her eyes, the so-called “guidance” Li Sicheng had given Lin Muxue was nothing more than the empty talk of any street-corner fortune-teller.

“Enough!” Lin Muxue’s expression darkened, her tone icy as she spoke each word with emphasis. “If you dare say another bad word about Sicheng, don’t blame me for disowning you as my sister!”

So is this Li Sicheng your sister, or am I? Lin Siyu thought, feeling utterly aggrieved. She had been the one exposed, he was clearly a fraud, yet her sister still took his side…

But even so, Lin Siyu lacked the courage to openly defy her sister. Raised by Lin Muxue since childhood, she felt a natural awe toward her.

Still, silence didn’t mean acceptance. After shooting a glare at Li Sicheng, Lin Siyu clenched her fists and secretly vowed, Only my kind and naive sister could be deceived by someone like you! Someone as clever as me will never fall for your tricks. Just wait—I’ll soon expose you for the fraud you are!

Li Sicheng, oblivious to Lin Siyu’s silent resolve, was still mulling over his fate. Is this ordeal over, or is it only just beginning?