“Alright! You guys have fun! Go ahead and enjoy yourselves! When I win the championship, I won’t invite you to the victory banquet! Hmph! (Tsundere head turn.jpg)”
At that moment, Feng Yuxiao’s private chat window popped up.
Feng Yuxiao:
“Little Wan, don’t be mad. Bro has a way to make Mom and Dad show up on time in the Rong City Station stands. Wanna give it a try?”
Feng Miwan replied:
“??? What method? Tell me quick! (Ears perked up.jpg)”
Feng Yuxiao sent a profound and mysterious emoji:
“Don’t worry about the specifics. Leave it to your bro.”
Feng Miwan was half-believing, half-doubting:
“Real or fake? Don’t trick me! Those two are having the time of their lives right now. What could you possibly do?”
Feng Yuxiao:
“Did you forget your bro’s best skill is deploying troops? Dealing with our family’s pair of old kids is a piece of cake.”
Feng Miwan’s curiosity was completely piqued:
“Give me just a little hint! What exactly are you planning?”
Feng Yuxiao sent a “top secret” emoji:
“Heaven’s secrets can’t be revealed. You just focus on training and preparing to claim your overall championship.”
Feng Miwan had no choice but to reply: “Fine, I’ll trust you this once!”
When she got home, Little Honeybee greeted her as usual.
Feng Miwan had just changed into her slippers and was about to grab a cat treat for Little Honeybee when she heard Xiong Yibai ask:
“So, what exactly is that thing in your pocket?”
Feng Miwan’s body stiffened, and she laughed it off, trying to muddle through:
“Oh come on, I already said it’s nothing. It’s just Shu Tong… you know her, she loves messing around with these weird things…”
She didn’t dare meet Xiong Yibai’s eyes. She squatted down, pretending to focus on playing with the cat.
“Little Honeybee, are you hungry? Want Mama to give you a cat treat?”
Xiong Yibai stood there in silence for a few seconds.
She didn’t like this feeling of being left out, especially the unspoken understanding between Feng Miwan and Zhao Shutong that they hid from her alone.
She didn’t press further and just said flatly: “Alright.”
Then, she turned and headed straight to the bathroom:
“I’m going to shower first.”
Feng Miwan’s hand paused while teasing the cat. She clearly felt the temperature in Xiong Yibai’s voice drop a few degrees. She quickly stood up:
“Yibai? Are… are you mad?”
What answered her was the “click” of the bathroom door closing, followed by the sound of the shower.
It was over.
Feng Miwan stared at the tightly shut bathroom door, her mind buzzing like a hundred little honeybees were swarming inside.
She hadn’t meant to hide it from Yibai on purpose. It was just… this thing, she really couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud!
She paced around the living room, scratching her head in frustration, listening to the continuous sound of water from the bathroom. She knew Xiong Yibai wasn’t going to talk to her for now.
Annoyed, she smacked her own forehead and grabbed her pajamas before heading to the other bathroom to shower.
Meanwhile, Xiong Yibai stood with her eyes closed, letting the water droplets slide over her cheeks.
Her mind kept replaying the earlier scene—
Feng Miwan fumbling to hide the item, and her obvious guilty denial.
“What on earth is it? It made her react so strongly, and she won’t even tell me…”
Xiong Yibai’s thoughts wandered, and combining it with Zhao Shutong’s winking, meaningful expression, one possibility surfaced.
“Could it be… that?”
She recalled Zhao Shutong’s usual bold and uninhibited style.
“Yeah… it’s probably that kind of thing.”
Xiong Yibai reached her conclusion.
“Otherwise, with Little Honey’s personality, she wouldn’t be so hesitant to mention it.”
With that in mind,
“Then maybe I shouldn’t be mad?”
“It seems… a bit unnecessary.”
She turned off the faucet, grabbed a towel to dry her body, put on her clothes, and looked at herself in the mirror. The corner of her mouth curved up as a plan formed.
“But… since she thinks I’m mad…”
“Then… might as well play along and take it all the way.”
Feng Miwan quickly finished her shower and came out in her pajamas. The living room was empty, with only Little Honeybee licking its fur on the cat tree.
“Yibai?”
She called softly. No response.
She walked to the bedroom door and gently pushed it open.
The bedroom had only a dim bedside lamp on. Xiong Yibai was already lying with her back to her, breathing steadily, as if she had fallen asleep.
Feng Miwan’s heart sank:
“Falling asleep this early? She’s really mad, huh…”
She panicked a little.
“What should I do…”
She tiptoed to the bedside, first pulling the little box from her pajama pocket and stuffing it under her pillow, then lifting the covers and lying down.
Under the blankets, she quietly pulled out her phone, opened the browser, and typed: “How to coax an angry girlfriend?”
The page popped up with a bunch of answers like “sincere apology,” “buy gifts,” “pester relentlessly”…
She frowned, feeling none of them fit.
She clicked on a dating forum and saw someone say, “Initiate hugs and kisses proactively; body language is most effective.”
This seemed… worth a try?
She put down her phone and stared at Xiong Yibai’s back. After several rounds of mental preparation, her hand reached toward Xiong Yibai’s shoulder but pulled back.
“What to do, what to do? Coax her now? What if I wake her up and make it worse? But if she falls asleep still mad, will it be even harder to fix tomorrow morning?”
Just as she was internally agonizing, Xiong Yibai suddenly shifted and sat up, reaching for the water glass on the nightstand to take a sip.
Feng Miwan seized the chance and whispered hurriedly:
“Yibai, why are you sleeping so early?”
Xiong Yibai set down the glass and lay back down:
“Mm. Eating hotpot was a bit tiring.”
With that, she resumed lying with her back to Feng Miwan.
This obvious coldness shattered Feng Miwan’s last shred of hope.
Thinking a quick confession might be better, she decided to come clean!
She reached under her pillow, pulled out the little box, and handed it to Xiong Yibai:
“Yibai… sorry… I didn’t mean to hide it from you. It’s just… I… I was too embarrassed to say it…”
Xiong Yibai turned over upon hearing this, took the box, and after seeing what it was, said:
“Mm, I get it.”
With that, she opened her arms to Feng Miwan: “Come here.”
Feng Miwan quickly scooted over and nestled into Xiong Yibai’s embrace.
Xiong Yibai held her, and just as Feng Miwan thought the matter was settled,
A voice came from above her head:
“Did she give it to the wrong person, then?”
“Huh?”
Feng Miwan didn’t catch on and lifted her face to look at Xiong Yibai.
“What do you mean?”
Xiong Yibai didn’t answer right away. She just lowered her head and locked eyes with Feng Miwan for a moment.
Then, catching Feng Miwan completely off guard, she flipped over, propping her arms on either side of Feng Miwan’s body.
Towering over the stunned Feng Miwan,
She said:
“It means—”
“The one who should be using this is me, not you.”
