Chapter 52: Shameless, Am I? (Twelfth Update)

Yang Fan’s father followed him out and gave him a pat.
“Son, you’ve really done well!”
“Dad, please don’t tease me!”
“How is this teasing? Where else could you find such a beautiful wife as Yang Fan’s? Did you see the look in your mother’s eyes?”
Inside, Yang Fan’s mother was growing more and more pleased the longer she looked.
“Sister Zihan, there are so many people at our school who like you. I was just wondering where I could get an autographed photo of you,” Yang Fang said, innocent and adorable.
“You child, you spend your time at school thinking about such things. With your grades, do you think you can get into college?”
“Mom, you’re talking about grades again!” Yang Fang pouted, protesting unhappily.
“There are plenty of ways to get your sister’s autograph. Later, I’ll take a photo with you and sign it for you!”
“Really? That’s wonderful!” Yang Fang bounced with joy, almost a little replica of Ai Xiaomei.
When Yang Fan returned home, he found Yang Fang beside herself with excitement.
“Little sister, what are you so happy about?” Yang Fan couldn’t help but ask, genuinely close to his sister.
“Brother, Sister Zihan promised to give me an autographed photo!”
“Do you think your sister’s grades are good enough for college?” Yang Fan’s mother sighed.
“And Xiaomei, eat a bit more, will you?”
“Mom, you keep feeding her. She eats from morning till night every day,” Yang Fan’s eyelid twitched wildly.
The dinner table was full of laughter and joy, and neighbors came by as well—it had been ages since they’d seen the Yang family’s son.
He was truly making something of himself...
After dinner, Ai Xiaomei linked arms with Yang Fang and set off for the corner store. The two sisters were practically identical.
If they weren’t family, how could they be so alike!
Lin Ruo and Lin Xi cheerfully greeted the neighbors, leaving Yang Fan feeling a bit troubled—would he really have no choice but to marry them in the end?
Xu Zihan greeted everyone as well. Once people recognized her, there wasn’t much of a reaction; her age spoke for itself.
A few children ran in, circling around Xu Zihan...
“Yang Fan, go find your two sisters. Yang Fang hasn’t finished her homework yet!”
Helpless, Yang Fan went out to look for them. The two girls were still wandering the streets, carrying a huge bag of snacks.
Were they planning to become total foodies?
“Little sister, it’s already eight o’clock. Aren’t you going to do your homework?”
“Oh, I forgot—I still have homework.”
Yang Fan nearly collapsed; she really was just like Ai Xiaomei.
Back home, things were still lively. Yang Fang, full of energy, kept asking Xu Zihan for photos, snacking, and didn’t finish her homework until after eleven.
At bedtime, there weren’t enough rooms downstairs. Lin Ruo and Lin Xi moved upstairs, as did Yang Fan, while Xu Zihan, Ai Xiaomei, and Yang Fang claimed a super-large bed downstairs.
Upstairs, Lin Ruo, Lin Xi, and Yang Fan were in neighboring rooms; the walls didn’t block much sound. Yang Fan left his light on and video-chatted with Zhao Jing, caring little about her opinions, following his own heart.
He would never abandon her...

There was knocking on the wall—a reminder for Yang Fan to keep his voice down.
The two continued chatting for a while before hanging up.
Perhaps tired, Yang Fan quickly fell asleep, dreams full of passionate entanglement, until he woke suddenly to find Lin Ruo massaging him.
Lin Ruo pretended he hadn’t woken, and after she left, half an hour later, Lin Xi came in.
He rarely got to spend time alone with Lin Xi. She sat by the bed, and Yang Fan opened his eyes.
“Lin Xi, what’s wrong?”
“I wanted to talk with you,” Lin Xi said.
“Alright!” Yang Fan sat up.
“Go ahead.”
“My sister’s fast asleep, so I could come. Actually, my sister loves you.”
“I know. You two sisters—I would never abandon either of you.”
Lin Xi nodded and continued, “Also, I wanted to talk about Zhao Jing.”
“Your sister told me—she’s dangerous.”
“Then could you leave her? Please? Whatever she can give you, I can too. I know that after the slave mark was put on me, I’m already your servant. I understand my status can’t compare to hers, but I’m afraid you’ll get hurt!”
“If you want, I can give myself to you right now, would you like that?”
Lin Xi didn’t hesitate, beginning to take off her outer clothes.
Yang Fan pulled her close, wrapped her up again, and sighed deeply:
“Lin Xi, listen to me. I have never considered you a servant. On the contrary, you will be one of the most important people in my life. Because of the slave mark, we are inseparable.
As for Zhao Jing, our agreement is a responsibility—even if she hurts me, I accept it. At least I still have you, but I cannot shirk that responsibility.”
“But if she attacks you, we can’t beat her! She’s an esper!”
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. I trust Zhao Jing won’t hurt me.”
“But…”
“It’s alright, really. Go back to sleep now!” Yang Fan said.
“Or should I stay here and keep you company?”
“No need. Go sleep.”
Lin Xi left, and Yang Fan sighed—these sisters!
“Sis, you’re still awake?”
“All right, little sister, sleep now!”
...
That was Lin Ruo’s voice from the next room. Yang Fan smiled wryly—Lin Ruo kept such close watch, how could anyone sleep?
The next morning, Lin Xi left early, taking Xu Zihan with her, and dropped Yang Fang off at school. The girl was still full of excitement. As Lin Ruo had said, she would temporarily fill in for Lin Xi, since the sisters looked exactly alike.
Ai Xiaomei had truly returned home, lying in bed and refusing to get up; Yang Fan even brought her meals to her.
“Xiaofan, take Lin Xi out for a walk.”

“Alright.”
Lin Ruo helped out politely, and Yang Fan realized she could cook, too.
“Ai Xiaomei, we’re going out for a stroll. Want to come?”
“No, today I’m staying home—I’m not going anywhere,” Ai Xiaomei replied, stuffing snacks in her mouth.
“She’s a good kid!” Yang Fan thought to himself, finally not a burden anymore.
“Then keep sleeping!” Yang Fan waved her off.
Outside, there really wasn’t anywhere to go; shopping was more Ai Xiaomei’s thing.
“Where do you want to go?”
“Let’s go up the mountain and bask in the sun!”
“Or I could bring barbecue supplies, and we can grill up there?”
“Sure!” Lin Ruo agreed.
Without driving, Yang Fan and Lin Ruo walked. Yesterday, Yang Fan had calculated—they’d spent more time together than anyone else.
On the mountain, the two sat, grilling meat and chatting.
“Last night, my sister wanted to give herself to you. Why didn’t you accept?”
“I didn’t want to. Didn’t you say, only after marrying her could I touch her?”
“That’s right. She’s your true destiny.”
Yang Fan pursed his lips...
“I want to marry you too!”
“So you want both sisters?” Lin Ruo glared at Yang Fan.
“Yes!”
Yang Fan was shameless now.
“Are you crazy? You want me again?”
“Yes,” Yang Fan said firmly.
“Fine, I’ll give myself to you now, but I’ll leave tomorrow.”
Yang Fan suddenly smiled and said, “No rush. Let me get a slave mark for you. Then you won’t be able to leave, and I can have you.”
“How can you be so shameless?”
“I just am!” Yang Fan declared proudly.
After a while, seeing Lin Ruo still angry, he said, “I was joking. How could I bear to mark you as a slave? Even if our lives always stay like this, I would never do it.”
It was sentimental, but it was Yang Fan’s true feeling.