My Sweet-and-Sour Childhood Friend Always Wants to Reel Me In

Qi Ran had never been able to stand her own older brother.

There was only one reason.

He had stolen Jiang Zhiwu, the childhood friend she had clung to since she was little!

She and Jiang Zhiwu were only three years apart, and she was the one who followed Jiang Zhiwu around every day. So why did a family alliance turn Jiang Zhiwu into her future sister-in-law?

The most infuriating part was how, at every family dinner, her cold older brother would give her a "provocative" smile.

Her brother's inner thoughts: My little sister is looking at me again today. I'll smile and show her a little brotherly affection.

Qi Ran's inner thoughts: He's making fun of me! He's definitely provoking me! I'll kick him out of the house one day!

Then, on the eve of the engagement banquet, her brother suddenly bought a standing-room ticket in the middle of the night and ran away.

The family descended into chaos. Qi Ran got carried away and thumped her chest as she shouted, "One man from the Qi family ran off, but there's still a Qi woman! I'll take his place in this marriage alliance!"

She thought Jiang Zhiwu would resist and burst into tears.

Who knew that her usually elegant and gentle childhood friend wouldn't get angry at all? Instead, she smiled, reached out to hook an arm around Qi Ran's neck, and whispered in her ear, "All right, Xiaoran, you have to keep your word."

Only after they married did Qi Ran stumble upon the truth.

Her brother and Jiang Zhiwu's phone chat history was shockingly clean, and every exchange went something like this:

Brother: I bought the ticket. Cover for me tonight.

Jiang Zhiwu: OK, good luck eloping.

So both of them had been acting all along. Her brother had already fallen for someone else, and she was the only one getting genuinely jealous!

Late one night.

Jiang Zhiwu, wearing a silk slip, backed Qi Ran into the corner of the sofa. She gently lifted Qi Ran's chin with a fingertip, her eyes sparkling and her voice alluring: "Aren't you always so protective of me when we're out? Why are you hiding so far away now? You can't even bring yourself to call me Big Sister?"

Qi Ran blushed and swallowed. Her legs were a little weak, but she refused to back down: "Who says I can't? I'll call you!"

After they married.

Qi Ran was always careful, since Jiang Zhiwu had said she saw her only as a little sister. Not wanting to annoy her, Qi Ran acted like a perfect gentleman every day, practically clinging to the edge of the bed when they slept.

Until one night, amid thunder and pouring rain.

Her elegant, gentle childhood friend from the daytime, wearing a flimsy nightshirt clearly two sizes too big, slipped into her arms like a boneless cat.

Qi Ran stiffened from head to toe, afraid to move.

But the woman in her arms went further, deliberately breathing warm air against her neck, her voice unbearably seductive:

"Little sister, when are you going to fulfill your duties as my wife?"

Theme: Daring to pursue true love