CHAPTER 61: CHAPTER 23 LUCKY ROLL

This is a fiery red long dress, with three-quarter sleeves, waist-hugging, reaching Mo Ying’s ankles. When Mo Ying was quickly dressed in this dress by Du Xixi and stood in front of the full-length mirror, her eyes became slightly unfocused.

How many years had it been? How many years since she last wore a dress? It seemed after Bai Zhan’s engagement party, there were no longer any dresses of youthful delight in her wardrobe...

"Xixi, he said I look beautiful in red, so I wore red every day. Even on the battlefield, where the red would make me a target for the Insect Clan’s attack, I didn’t care." Mo Ying’s tone was slightly cold, but her eyes slowly turned red. She blinked away the tears that had welled up, trying hard to appear indifferent.

"But actually, my favorite is white. Before liking him, I wore white every day." The last three words were very difficult for Mo Ying to utter. Through the fiery red dress she was now wearing, she vaguely returned to decades ago.

Back then, with her long hair down, she lived freely and easily in a white dress. Why did she like Bai Zhan? Why did she sacrifice her own likes to please someone who didn’t care about her, her good brother?

Du Xixi, seeing that Mo Ying did not move for a long time after speaking, and even barely blinked, became somewhat worried: "Sister Mo Ying..."

The dazed Mo Ying suddenly snapped back to reality, looked at Du Xixi beside her, and her smile was almost gentle, showing a bit of a girlish demeanor: "I’ve decided, tomorrow I’ll have mom and dad set up a blind date for me!"

This turn of events was undoubtedly too fast, so fast that the expression on Du Xixi’s face was mixed with both worry and astonishment. What was happening? Just putting on a dress made her think things through?

Du Xixi shook her head vigorously, feeling she must be hallucinating, thinking the decisive and resolute Mo Ying in front of her might not be the Mo Ying she knew.

Hmm, it must be an illusion!

Seeing Du Xixi’s obvious disbelief, Mo Ying smiled and patted her cheek. Although there was still some longing in her eyes, she looked much better than the previously gloomy appearance.

"I am a daughter of the Mo Family. Although not as affluent as the Du Family, nor as powerful as the Ke Family, I, Mo Ying, am also a noblewoman. If I truly got entangled in a relationship and couldn’t let go..." Mo Ying pulled Du Xixi to the window. On the side, 2569 was racking its robotic brain trying to understand what Madam and Miss Mo Ying meant.

"If I truly can’t let go, it would be a waste of my good looks and noble identity." Mo Ying sighed haughtily, her gaze drifting to a corner in the yard outside the window, giving a bitter smile, then continued softly.

Du Xixi followed her gaze downwards. It was a cluster of flowers that Ke Lian had planted for Du Xixi. The white roses were quietly blooming under the sunlight, with sacred white flowers carrying menacing thorns; they were alluring yet dangerous.

Mo Ying, just like these white roses.

She finally released the thorns she had once hidden away and, along with them, her own charm. She began to attract the bees and butterflies that came following the news, and in the end, she would choose the most suitable and likable one from among them, offering her fragrance and receiving sweetness.

Du Xixi embraced one of Mo Ying’s hands, with a gentle smile, her tone warm and close: "I wish you happiness, sister."

"No matter what result you choose in the end, I will bless you."

"Xixi."

"Thank you, really thank you."

Mo Ying’s originally somewhat wavering heart was steadied by Du Xixi’s supportive attitude. She headed towards the place she hoped for, and was about to reach, with great strides!

*

Ke Lian was unhappy again. He stayed in the study for quite a while doing psychological counseling, telling himself that Mo Ying was not a rival in love, and he shouldn’t be jealous.

But seeing Du Xixi leaning against Mo Ying’s embrace, and Mo Ying in a different dress exuding a powerful aura, even holding Du Xixi’s slender waist, even the most secure psychological counseling collapsed in that moment.

Ke · won’t be jealous · won’t be angry · self-taught in psychological counseling · Lian: "Xixi, come over here for a moment."

The relationship between Du Xixi and Mo Ying was already good. After this heart-to-heart, they successfully became best friends, and Du Xixi was worried about Mo Ying’s mood, so she was hugging Mo Ying, then patiently sharing comforting words with her.

As for Du Xixi in Ke Lian’s eyes, leaning like a "dependent bird" against Mo Ying’s bosom, and Mo Ying’s "restless" hand, it was entirely because Du Xixi was a little smaller than Mo Ying. While hugging, Du Xixi became the one being hugged.