The Fake Daughter is a Max-Level Green Tea [Transmigrated into a Book] - Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Counterattack

Lin Chumu’s brain lagged for at least thirty seconds.

She tried to find a trace of acting in the details of Lu Chaoqing’s movements, but the girl tugging at her coat looked pitiful, her eyes teary and on the verge of crying, which truly didn’t seem like a disguise. Lu Chaoqing’s breathing was short and rapid, as if she had exhausted all her strength and courage to make such an excessive request. She gently bit her lower lip, her clear, bright eyes full of confusion and conflict.

After a moment of stalemate, Lu Chaoqing seemed to wake up and let go of her hand: “N-no, I’m sorry. It’s okay if you don’t want to. I shouldn’t have made such an excessive request…”

“But I’m really scared. I don’t want Brother Jiang Yang’s relationship with you to become so bad because of me, and I don’t want Brother Jiang Yang to feel sad. But I really don’t like him at all, I just see him as an older brother. Why must the relationship between a man and a woman be like that…” Lu Chaoqing stumbled over her words, then continued after a moment, her voice much lower, forcing Lin Chumu to lean in slightly to hear: “It’s safer for girls to hang out with girls.”

Lu Chaoqing’s appearance made it truly hard to refuse her.

The girl looked at her with expectation, as if only Lin Chumu could save her from distress. That nervousness and vulnerability didn’t seem like something an amateur actress could pull off without professional training.

Lin Chumu felt a little soft-hearted.

The moment she felt a warm, soft touch on her lips, Lin Chumu was suddenly pulled into an embrace with a moderate force, completely surprised that Lu Chaoqing had such strength. The girl pulled her and changed their position, letting Lin Chumu completely shield her. Although there weren’t many people passing by here, she meticulously ensured thorough preparation to prevent the previous situation from recurring.

Just as Lu Chaoqing intended to pull away, a sudden pain came from her mouth.

Lin Chumu bit down quite ruthlessly, yet managed to control the force, ensuring it hurt quite a bit without leaving a lasting, visible mark. Lu Chaoqing’s small whimper was entirely swallowed by the woman. The contact of their lips separated in an instant. The reddened spot throbbed faintly, faintly showing signs of a passionate kiss.

The moment she let go, Lu Chaoqing sharply inhaled, “Hiss,” and looked at Lin Chumu with immense grievance.

It really hurt!

Unexpectedly, Lin Chumu, who received the look, was completely calm and composed, as if she wasn’t the one who had just bit her lip hard. A fleeting smile quickly crossed her lips before immediately disappearing. If Lu Chaoqing hadn’t been watching closely, she wouldn’t have noticed it was intentional: “Go. Doesn’t this look realistic?”

Jiang Yang outside had likely circled around and failed to find anyone, anxiously darting everywhere like a headless fly, sending her several messages. Lu Chaoqing glanced at them expressionlessly, then slipped into the crowd, built up her emotions for a moment, and continued toward the milk tea shop.

It was a shop with a very unique decoration style, and currently, there weren’t too many people, making it absolutely conspicuous. Sure enough, after Jiang Yang had circled the entire floor and not found anyone, he was ready to go downstairs to look, but quickly found Lu Chaoqing near the elevator.

Like a wolf spotting prey, his eyes immediately lit up.

Given they were outside, to prevent being recognized, Jiang Yang didn’t call Lu Chaoqing’s name, but frantically waved her over.

“You’re out with your Jiejie?”

Jiang Yang was direct for once. He felt a little relieved after Lu Chaoqing nodded, but his eyes easily caught an unusual spot on the girl’s rosy lips when he looked her up and down.

Although he was a straight man, he wasn’t so blind as to miss such a prominent detail. Coupled with the fact that he himself had done such things countless times, his inherent guilt and sensitivity immediately made him notice the anomaly.

Jiang Yang looked as if he had discovered a new continent, leaning down to examine Lu Chaoqing’s mouth closely. However, since this posture went beyond normal social distance, Lu Chaoqing didn’t want any ambiguity with him and immediately took a step back.

“Brother Jiang Yang,” Lu Chaoqing called out softly as a reminder, specifically emphasizing the word “Brother,” “I told you before…”

“Xiao Qing.” Jiang Yang, however, interrupted her without any courtesy for the first time. Lu Chaoqing’s urgency made his initial guilt and remorse vanish without a trace. He quickly imagined a dramatic scene of betrayal in his mind. The man looked down at her from his height, leaning in slightly, but only smelled a strange perfume on Lu Chaoqing.

Although unfamiliar, it was definitely a women’s perfume.

Jiang Yang stopped dead in his tracks: “What’s wrong with your mouth?”

Lu Chaoqing shook her head, trying to step away, but Jiang Yang was prepared this time, acting self-righteously as if he had caught his girlfriend cheating, even slightly frowning at Lu Chaoqing for the first time. The girl, who was about to walk away, was grabbed by the arm and pulled back a little.

The power difference between male and female meant Lu Chaoqing couldn’t resist even if she used all her strength, though she didn’t intend to. She stumbled and was yanked by Jiang Yang for a few steps. The man’s gaze was slightly gloomy, and using his height advantage, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes in a place she couldn’t see.

He wasn’t fundamentally interested in her face or figure; the main reason he continued to pursue Lu Chaoqing was because of her personality and temper. But if Lu Chaoqing lost even these qualities, Jiang Yang would instantly lose interest in her.

The large hand gripping the girl’s slender wrist tightened more and more. Lu Chaoqing’s cheeks were flushed, clearly from unbearable pain.

“What are you doing!”

Just as Jiang Yang realized his mistake and intended to slightly lessen his grip, a familiar yet unfamiliar female voice unexpectedly came from behind him. Before he could remember to release Lu Chaoqing, a hand reached out from behind, unceremoniously grabbing his collar and pulling him back.

Jiang Yang stumbled without warning, nearly falling to the ground.

The tall woman, wearing long boots and a short trench coat, had a simple and sharp attire that perfectly matched his preference for bright features and clean makeup. However, that face, which he found unforgettable after seeing it a few times, brought back unpleasant memories.

Lin Chumu’s cool gaze swept over him, then she protected Lu Chaoqing behind her. The latter, who had been anxiously staring at Jiang Yang as if afraid he would suddenly turn violent, had her hands tightly clenched. But the moment Lin Chumu arrived, she suddenly let out a quick sigh of relief and wrapped her arms around the woman from behind, holding her tightly.

Lu Chaoqing quietly “hmphed” at Jiang Yang.

The man’s face grew even darker.

For some reason, he always felt the atmosphere between Lu Chaoqing and Lin Chumu was a bit off, but because of their “sister” relationship, he didn’t think of it in any other way. The slightly smaller girl, finding a pillar of support in Lin Chumu, summoned the courage to glare at Jiang Yang, silently protesting his recent brutal behavior. And despite being in a corner, the dramatic movements just now had caused some passersby to glance over, their condemning looks making Jiang Yang feel like he was being stabbed.

He should be the one questioning her first, Jiang Yang thought self-righteously.

But before he could clear his throat and speak, Lin Chumu’s dangerous gaze had already issued its final warning. The woman’s red lips parted, but before she could utter a word, Lu Chaoqing suddenly grabbed her sleeve, pulled back, and fully exposed herself to Jiang Yang.

“Brother Jiang Yang, aren’t you going too far?”

“Although I don’t know why you’re suddenly so emotional,” Lu Chaoqing slowly rolled up her sleeve, revealing a section of her wrist that was subtly reddened from his strong grip. Her skin was fair and flawless, so even a slight mark was particularly conspicuous. Only when Lin Chumu looked over and visibly paused did she continue, “But Big Sister and I have a great relationship. Is there something wrong with two girls kissing?”

The words Lin Chumu was about to say were abruptly swallowed. She looked at Lu Chaoqing with disbelief.

“Can Brother Jiang Yang go out and play, but I can’t have my own friends? I don’t have any romantic feelings for Big Sister. Is there anything wrong with two close girls hugging and kissing—or is it that Brother Jiang Yang fundamentally doesn’t trust me at all?”

Lu Chaoqing’s voice was soft, and even when she was angry, it was a “milk-fierce” kind of anger, completely lacking a powerful aura. Yet, her words successfully stunned both Jiang Yang, who was outside the script, and Lin Chumu, who was inside the script.

Before Lin Chumu could search her memory for the details arranged in the script, the teary-eyed girl stubbornly turned away, no longer facing Jiang Yang. After walking a few steps, she suddenly seemed to remember something, turned back, and took Lin Chumu’s hand. She didn’t linger, but from Jiang Yang’s angle, he could still see the girl’s slightly red eyes, tears silently rolling down her beautiful face.

Jiang Yang, still reeling from the shock, felt an inexplicable pang in his heart, but could only watch the two walk away.

Lu Chaoqing pulled Lin Chumu all the way to the underground parking lot, then followed her to the Rolls-Royce in the parking space. Only after confirming they were alone did she get in and let out a long breath of relief.

As she took the clean tissue offered by Lin Chumu to carefully wipe her tears, the woman’s fingers suddenly lifted from the steering wheel and pressed lightly on her shoulder.

“Lu Chaoqing.”

In her memory, Lin Chumu rarely called her by her full name so seriously. The sudden address made her involuntarily straighten up and stand ready, but what followed was the woman gradually closing the distance.

A familiar perfume scent filled her nostrils, fresh and calming, but with an unusual hint of danger. The distance between them continued to shrink until the girl, with nowhere left to retreat, leaned her head against the headrest. There was only a hair’s breadth left before a slight forward movement would result in an accidental kiss.

“Hanging out with girls isn’t necessarily safe either,” the low, suppressed voice whispered in her ear. “I think you should know that, because some things, women and women can do too.”