"Sister-in-law, you hold a teacup like it's a knife."
Quan Yange's hand shook, and the tea nearly spilled. She had spent sixteen years living as a man. Now she just wanted to wear a skirt, soften her voice, and play the refined young lady until she could get through this fake life and leave.
Her fiancé was as gentle as jade, treating her with impeccable courtesy. He was easy enough to fool.
But her younger brother-in-law had something wrong with his head and watched her all day. "Sister-in-law, you walk faster than I do."
She dodged, he blocked her. She recited her lessons, he chimed in. He cheated on a test, and she passed him a note. In the end, they checked their answers and had made all the same mistakes.
By the time this fake life was over, she did leave, but two people followed behind her.
Her fiancé ended up in a wheelchair, while the one with something wrong with his head smiled at her. "A Yan, we're coming with you."
Fine. If I'm a chess piece, then let's make this game even livelier.
Everyone is a chess piece, and no one is a winner.
