After Mistaking My Stepsister’s First Love - Chapter 58.2

Meanwhile, Jian Mo, who had been listening to the conversation, flickered her gaze slightly and curled her fingers.

Her eyes swept over the group, and an inexplicable feeling rose in her chest.

She had always been a solitary person, never having many friends growing up, so she didn’t know what it felt like to be cared for by friends. But this time… she seemed to be experiencing it.

It was strange. Uncomfortable, even.

But deep down, she knew these friends weren’t hers—they were Xiao Jin’s.

Jian Mo abruptly averted her gaze and lowered her eyes.

“There’s no need for all this trouble. I know my own body. Let’s just continue.”

Jian Mo’s calm voice cut through the air, and everyone fell silent.

Ye Wenjin immediately grew anxious. “Sister? Didn’t we agree to adjust the plans? Why the sudden change of mind?”

Jian Mo smiled. “Xiao Jin, I know my limits. If there’s an activity I truly can’t handle, I won’t push myself. Since we’re all here together, we should enjoy it. Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

Hearing this, Ye Wenjin couldn’t stay calm. She wanted to argue further, but when she met Jian Mo’s resolute gaze, she knew nothing she said would change her mind.

Frowning with worry, Ye Wenjin said, “Then promise me you’ll tell me immediately if you feel unwell.”

Jian Mo naturally nodded.

And so, the plans proceeded as originally scheduled. Fortunately, the next day’s itinerary wasn’t as physically demanding as swimming or diving—it was a free-and-easy island tour.

Their destination was a small island not far away, just a ten-minute ferry ride.

The island was said to be breathtakingly beautiful, surrounded by the sea on all sides. To preserve its natural scenery, only essential facilities had been built, including a coastal road—perfect for cycling.

Though called a “small island,” it was actually quite large, requiring a full day to explore. So, they planned to spend the entire day there.

Early in the morning, the group woke up, brimming with excitement for the day ahead.

The ferry ride to the island was short, the sun just right, and the sea breeze gentle.

Instead of staying in the cabin, they all stood on the deck, letting the wind brush past them as they gazed at the ocean.

“If only every day could be this peaceful,” Chu Yunsheng mused.

Ye Wenjin thought about it for a moment before answering honestly, “Well, I’d still prefer to go dancing.”

Chu Yunsheng: “…This couch potato is going to fight you, you social butterfly!”

Rong Yunjuan nodded in agreement—those active, social types really should live in a separate world from lazy homebodies like them.

Ye Wenjin scratched her cheek. “Alright, maybe I should just stop talking then.”

She genuinely didn’t understand their perspective, but she knew better than to comment on other people’s preferred lifestyles. Unsolicited advice, no matter the age of the speaker, was never welcome, so Ye Wenjin obediently kept quiet.

Chu Yunsheng didn’t take it to heart and continued to revel in her blissful, lazy existence.

Zhou Wuhua gazed at the vast ocean, her eyelashes fluttering slightly at Chu Yunsheng’s words.

Chu Yunsheng loved a carefree, laid-back life—and she could afford to live that way, thanks to her family’s financial support. But Zhou Wuhua? She had no such luxury. She had to work hard just to secure a future.

The gap between her and Chu Yunsheng seemed insurmountable.

Wishful thinking was just that—wishful thinking. Perhaps it was time to let go, slowly.

The sea breeze brushed gently against Zhou Wuhua’s face, carrying away her melancholy.

Before long, the ship docked.

The group disembarked in high spirits and headed straight for the rental station.

For touring the island, they could choose between bicycles or electric scooters.

The moment they saw the colorful array of scooters, Ye Wenjin and Chu Yunsheng’s eyes lit up, hearts racing with excitement.

“Let’s go with the scooters!”

They spoke in unison, then exchanged a glance, thrilled to have found a kindred spirit.

The Rong sisters shrugged—they were fine with either. Zhou Wuhua nodded as well; she was actually quite skilled at riding scooters.

So all eyes turned to Jian Mo.

Jian Mo raised a brow, amused. “Sure.”

Yet after her agreement, the others exchanged odd looks—even Ye Wenjin wore a pensive expression.

Noticing her strange demeanor, Jian Mo tilted her head slightly. “What’s on your mind, Xiao Jin?”

Ye Wenjin answered without thinking, “Just imagining you riding a scooter. It feels… jarring.”

Jian Mo arched an eyebrow. “Oh?”

Realizing her words, Ye Wenjin scratched her cheek sheepishly and admitted, “It’s just that your image doesn’t really match a scooter. Feels like breaking character.”

Chu Yunsheng nodded emphatically beside her.

After all, in everyone’s minds, Jian Mo was the epitome of cool elegance—what kind of aloof goddess rode scooters?

It was simply unimaginable.

Yet Jian Mo only smiled, selected a sky-blue scooter, swung onto it with practiced ease, and glided forward smoothly—her handling unmistakably skilled.

Everyone stared in shock, eyes wide.

Ye Wenjin blinked dazedly before snapping back to reality, hastily picking a scooter and chasing after her.

“Jiejie, you actually know how to ride a scooter?!”

Jian Mo chuckled. “Is it that surprising?”

Ye Wenjin nodded earnestly. “It just doesn’t feel real.”

Jian Mo laughed softly. “There’s nothing strange about it. It’s just a scooter.”

Even so, Ye Wenjin couldn’t shake her disbelief.

Every time she pictured Jian Mo’s usual refined demeanor, seeing her on a scooter felt utterly mismatched.

Not that she couldn’t ride one—it was just hard not to be surprised.

No one expected her to have such a down-to-earth side.

Perhaps it was the sight of Jian Mo riding an electric bike that made everyone feel an inexplicable closeness to her.

Rong Yunshu and her sister, along with Chu Yunsheng, quickly accepted this new image of her. But Ye Wenjin and Zhou Wuhua’s feelings about it were far more indescribable.

After all, for them, Chu Yunsheng, Rong Yunshu, and Jian Mo were pretty much the same—they all came from well-off families, usually chauffeured around, but now everyone was riding electric scooters, instantly bridging the distance between them.

It was probably the feeling of, Who knew the wealthy could be so down-to-earth?

In any case, as they began touring the island, the initial shock gradually faded, replaced by the breathtaking scenery, leaving them in an unprecedented state of exhilaration.

The island’s landscape was like a stunning painting, impossible to look away from. The weather today was also perfect, with occasional clouds shielding the sun, unlike yesterday’s scorching heat. As a result, after riding for a while, they only felt excitement, not a trace of fatigue.

Whenever they found a picturesque spot, they would find ways to take photos. If there weren’t many people around, they’d prop their phones at a distance, then ride forward together—just like that, a vibrant group photo was born.

The entire morning passed like this, a mix of sightseeing and snapping pictures.

But the good mood lasted only until they were about to head for lunch.

The island was only semi-commercialized, with just a few basic facilities added. This also meant there weren’t many dining options, mostly authentic local food, and very few proper restaurants.

So when Ye Wenjin stepped into one of them first and saw a group of familiar faces, her smile instantly vanished.

She never expected they’d cross paths again—and so soon, at that.

Ye Wenjin froze in the doorway, unsure whether to enter or retreat. Behind her, Chu Yunsheng, completely unaware, asked in confusion, “Why aren’t you going in? What’s the hold-up?”

Before Ye Wenjin could even respond, Chu Yunsheng leaned forward—and then her eyes slowly widened.

“Ah—why are you here?!”

The group about to eat turned at the sound, and upon seeing them, they all looked equally stunned.

“Oh, so you’re stalking us now!”

Chu Yunsheng rolled her eyes. “I should be the one accusing you of stalking. Stop making baseless claims.”

“But we got here first!”

One of them glared, speaking with absolute conviction.

Chu Yunsheng: “…Are you in elementary school?”

And just like that, the two of them started bickering again.

Ye Wenjin rubbed her temples, pulling Chu Yunsheng back. “Forget it, let’s not argue. We’ll just find another place.”

Chu Yunsheng huffed. “Why should we be the ones to back down?”

Ye Wenjin answered honestly, “Because they did get here first.”

Chu Yunsheng: “…Now’s not the time for brutal honesty.”

Ye Wenjin blinked. “Alright, alright, let’s go.”

The others had no objections—none of them wanted to ruin the mood with a pointless fight.

But just as they were about to leave, the one who had remained silent earlier—clearly the leader of the group—suddenly called out, “Wait!”

Ye Wenjin turned, puzzled, only to realize the person’s gaze was fixed directly on Jian Mo. A bad feeling instantly settled in her gut.

Sure enough, the person continued, “The rest of you can leave. You stay.”

The group: “…”

They had never seen someone dig their own grave so efficiently.

They all looked at Jian Mo, whose expression remained unchanged, but her eyes had noticeably chilled.

Ye Wenjin pressed her lips together and quickly stepped in front of Jian Mo. “What do you want?”

The man frowned. “Why are you blocking her? Move aside.”

Ye Wenjin not only didn’t step aside but stood even straighter, her expression cold as she said, “If you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, we’re leaving.”

With that, she took Jian Mo’s hand and turned to go. However, the person behind them immediately called out, “Hey—don’t leave! How about this? Let me treat you to a meal. We can share a table. It’s not like we have any real grudges, right? Since we’ve run into each other, it must be fate. Let’s be friends.”

Ye Wenjin frowned, reluctant to agree, but she suppressed her irritation and turned to ask Jian Mo’s opinion.

Yet Jian Mo didn’t even spare the other person a glance and simply said, “Let’s go.”

At that, a smile instantly crept into Ye Wenjin’s eyes.

Chu Yunsheng clicked her tongue mockingly at the man, as if taunting him—which, in fact, she was.

After all, she had truly never seen someone so oblivious. Anyone with eyes could tell that Jian Mo and Ye Wenjin’s relationship was anything but ordinary, yet this person seemed blind—whether intentionally or not.

But Chu Yunsheng suspected it was deliberate. She couldn’t fathom what gave the woman such arrogance.

The group had no intention of wasting words. Without hesitation, they closed the door and turned to leave.

To their surprise, the others actually chased after them, a whole crowd surrounding them.

The woman stepped forward with a smile. “Let me introduce myself. My name is Tong Tong. Pleased to meet you, miss.”

A quick glance revealed that this Tong Tong was still looking at Jian Mo, leaving everyone speechless.

“Who cares what your name is? What, looking for a fight?”

Chu Yunsheng rolled up her sleeves.

Tong Tong shook her head, her expression haughty. “I said I just want to be friends.”

Jian Mo’s gaze turned somewhat peculiar as she said leisurely, “You’re from the Tong family?”

Tong Tong looked surprised, then smug. “So you’ve heard of me.”

Jian Mo’s expression didn’t change. “Indeed. So you’re the Tong family’s youngest daughter, the one who’s always stirring up trouble.”

Tong Tong was unfazed by her own reputation. “Since you know I’m the Tong family’s youngest daughter, how dare you offend me like this? Do you really think I won’t do anything to you?”

Ye Wenjin: “…”

Chu Yunsheng: “…”

The group exchanged glances, barely holding back their exasperation.

Meanwhile, Tong Tong continued her self-absorbed monologue, leaving everyone thoroughly unimpressed.

As she rambled on, Chu Yunsheng leaned closer to Ye Wenjin and whispered gossipily, “Now I remember who she is. She’s the Tong family’s troublemaker youngest daughter. My mom mentioned her before—always causing problems and leaving her older sister to clean up the mess. Rumor has it the Tong family was so fed up they planned to send her abroad.”

“Send her abroad? But she’s still here…”

Chu Yunsheng shrugged. “No idea. Maybe something changed.

But the Tong family is quite the spectacle. The two daughters are polar opposites—the eldest, Tong Yan, is sharp and capable, set to inherit the family business. The youngest, well… you see her right here. Terrible reputation, practically a delinquent. The Tong elders must have headaches for days.”

Ye Wenjin thought for a moment and asked, “How does the Tong family compare to your sister’s?”

Chu Yunsheng burst into laughter, “Isn’t it obvious? Wenjin, are you serious? Don’t tell me you’ve never looked into Sister Jian’s background? The Jian Group’s businesses are flourishing everywhere—it’s nothing short of a behemoth. And it was Sister Jian who brought the company to where it is today.”

Ye Wenjin froze. It seemed she really hadn’t taken the time to learn much about Jian Mo. She only knew that Jian Mo was impressive, but the specifics of her achievements were a complete mystery to her.

Jian Mo had never brought it up, and Ye Wenjin never asked.

Now, hearing Chu Yunsheng’s words, Ye Wenjin suddenly realized that if not for that one accident, she and Jian Mo would never have had any reason to cross paths.

They were like two parallel lines—only an unexpected twist of fate had brought them together.

Unconsciously, Ye Wenjin began picking at her fingers.

The next moment, Jian Mo grabbed her wrist and pulled her along. “Sister?”

Jian Mo glanced at her. “Let’s go.”

Ye Wenjin looked bewildered, dragged along without understanding what was happening.

Huh? They were leaving just like that? Weren’t they just in the middle of a standoff?

She turned her head slightly to sneak a peek at Tong Tong, only to see her standing there with a grim expression, unmoving, watching them leave.

So… what just happened?

Ye Wenjin was even more confused.

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