Chapter 27: She raised her hand and covered the place where she had been kissed.

Yan Mo Jiu gently patted Meng Mingxuan’s back.

“In the future, if any other woman covets me, will you use this excuse again?”

“No.”

Meng Mingxuan shook her head like a rattle.

“What excuse are you going to use in the future?” Yan Mo Jiu asked again.

Meng Mingxuan hesitated for a moment, did he forget about pretending to be a couple?

“There shouldn’t be any woman who would dare to jump in front of the real girlfriend, right?”

Of course, she wasn’t sure.

After all, she had never encountered such a bizarre thing in her two lifetimes.

“The species of big families are diverse.” Yan Mo Jiu’s voice was tinged with sarcasm, “You’ll see soon enough.”

Meng Mingxuan was stunned, then a hint of heartache arose.

She imitated his gesture and gently patted his back, “Ninth Brother, I’ll always be with you.”

Whether it’s seizing power or avenging Aunt Yan, she will always be by his side.

She won’t let him fight alone in Kyoto like he did in his previous life.

Yan Mo Jiu’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, tightening his arm.

“Mingxuan is so well-behaved now.”

Meng Mingxuan felt a little guilty, she had only been well-behaved for a few days.

She had been arguing with him for years.

Suddenly, she remembered her previous life, when she was happily preparing for her wedding with Yin Ting, while he went to Kyoto alone, fighting a lone battle.

A dull pain came from her chest, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Ninth Brother, if I hadn’t discovered the truth about Yin Ting’s deception and really married him, would you… have gone to Kyoto alone?”

Yan Mo Jiu’s hand, which was resting on her back, stiffened slightly.

His whole body seemed to be filled with a sharp, bone-piercing pain, and bright red blood was bubbling out.

He suppressed his emotions for a long time before saying, “I would.”

“Would you be very sad? Sad that I didn’t go with you?” Meng Mingxuan had only asked the question, and she was already feeling sad for him.

He and she had been dependent on each other for so many years.

But he was going down a difficult path, and she was unwilling to accompany him.

How sad he must be.

How disappointed.

“I would.” Yan Mo Jiu’s voice was very light, very faint.

But it made people feel the deep loss and sadness.

Meng Mingxuan immediately hugged his waist tightly, “I’m sorry, Ninth Brother, I’m sorry…”

“Feeling sorry for your brother?” Yan Mo Jiu’s fingers twirled a strand of her hair, his voice faintly tinged with a smile.

“Yeah.”

Meng Mingxuan’s voice was a little muffled.

She had hurt the person closest to her because of a scumbag.

“Then be nicer to your brother from now on.” Yan Mo Jiu’s black eyes shimmered with tiny stars.

The relationship was established, even though it was fake.

But by acting like a couple, the fake could become real.

Unless, he had absolutely no attraction to her.

“Okay.” Meng Mingxuan naturally agreed, then questioned, “Ninth Brother, didn’t you say that when we get to Kyoto, we won’t address each other as brother and sister?”

Then why was he still calling her… brother?

Yan Mo Jiu knew why she asked that, and he burst out laughing.

He let go of her, kissed her forehead, and his lips curled up into a seductive arc, “Real couples often use the word ‘brother’ as a way to be intimate.”

“!”

In-intimacy?

Is that how you play?

Okay, she was out of touch.

Thinking about how she had lived a life in vain in her previous life, she couldn’t help but feel resentment towards Yin Ting.

And Meng Mingxuan had just recovered from the shock of “intimacy” when she suddenly realized that Yan Mo Jiu had kissed her forehead.

“Ninth Brother…”

She was a little scared.

Her forehead was burning with a belated heat, and she couldn’t help but raise her hand to cover the place where she had been kissed.

She and Yan Mo Jiu were very close.

When she first arrived at the Yan family as a child, she even ran to her big brother, Yan Mo Jiu’s room, and slept in his bed because she felt insecure.

Later, Aunt Yan and Uncle Yan passed away one after another, and she and Yan Mo Jiu grew up.

They had never slept in the same bed again.

Yan Mo Jiu would often put his arm around her, hug her, and hold her hand, but he would never kiss her.

Not even on the forehead.

“After we get to Kyoto, we should do this often, Mingxuan needs to get used to it.”

Yan Mo Jiu slowly pulled down Meng Mingxuan’s hand, seemingly casually saying, “If you really can’t get used to it, forget about pretending to be a couple.”

“I’ll get used to it.” Meng Mingxuan lightly bit her lip, “I just wasn’t mentally prepared, it was the first time, so I was a little scared.”

She had agreed to help him, how could she go back on her word?

It was just a kiss on the forehead, people in other countries kiss on the cheek.

She was making a fuss over nothing.

Yan Mo Jiu’s eyes flickered, “I thought you and Yin Ting…”

Meng Mingxuan remained silent.

Yin Ting didn’t really like her, how could he do intimate things with her?

Maybe he even felt disgusted by hugging and holding her hand, but he had to pretend.

Meng Mingxuan didn’t want to talk about Yin Ting anymore.

She gently pushed Yan Mo Jiu, “Ninth Brother, I’ll go downstairs and cut some fruit to eat, you go ahead and work.”

“Okay.” Yan Mo Jiu let go of her and watched her disappear outside the door.

…

Meng Mingxuan went downstairs and sat in the living room for a while.

She couldn’t help but look up and rub the place on her forehead where she had been kissed.

So strange.

Just as Meng Mingxuan had this strange thought, her phone rang.

She picked it up and saw that it was her roommate, Wang Yue, calling.

“Xuanxuan, I just heard that there seems to be a problem with your file, the school is investigating, do you want to go to school and take a look?”

Meng Mingxuan received this bad news as soon as she answered the phone.

She stood up, “Are you at school now? I’ll be there soon.”

The file was important.

Of course, she had to go and see what was going on if there was a problem.

“I’m here.”

“Okay, I’ll be there in half an hour.”

Meng Mingxuan hung up the phone and glanced in the direction of the second floor.

Thinking that Yan Mo Jiu was busy working, and she would be back soon, she didn’t go upstairs to tell him.

However, when she went out, Meng Mingxuan told the bodyguard at the door, “I’m going to Lin Da for a while, if Ninth Brother asks, just say I’ll be back soon.”

“Yes, Miss.”

Meng Mingxuan quickly had Xu Li take her to Lin Da.

When she got out of the car, she saw her roommate, Wang Yue, waiting for her by the roadside.

“Xuanxuan! Over here!” Wang Yue was happy to see Meng Mingxuan and waved her hand vigorously.

Meng Mingxuan walked quickly over, “Thank you for this.”

“We’re good friends!”

Meng Mingxuan smiled and said nothing.

Yan Mo Jiu never allowed her to make friends.

Her identity was indeed not suitable for making friends.

Who made her guardian the Ninth Master of Lincheng?

So many people were eyeing her Ninth Brother.

Meng Mingxuan didn’t really understand this in her early years, and she even had a rebellious attitude towards Yan Mo Jiu’s restrictions.

Now that she had been tricked once, and it had cost her her life, she had become more obedient.

Watching Meng Mingxuan and Wang Yue walk hand-in-hand into the gate of Lin Da, Xu Li retracted his gaze to find a place to park, and he also placed his phone in a conspicuous place, ready to answer Meng Mingxuan’s call at any time.

“Xuanxuan, actually… there’s no problem with your file.”

As they passed a towering tree, Wang Yue stopped walking.

She pulled Meng Mingxuan, “But if we didn’t say that, Ninth Master wouldn’t let you go out, right?”

Meng Mingxuan: “?”

“Xuanxuan.”

A gentle and familiar voice came from behind.

Meng Mingxuan’s face sank before she even turned around.

Yin, Ting!