My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!-Chapter 37 - Dawn Light Adds You as a Friend

Fu Yan glanced in Fu Ying's direction.

This brat, I don't know when, had slipped away with a table full of delicious food and drinks.

Fu Yan took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

He was now disguised completely like a woman. He shouldn't be recognizable.

He was quite confident in his cross-dressing skills, believing himself to look even more like a woman than some young girls.

"Brother, there are so many people here. Are they all your friends?" Fu Yan's voice was especially coquettish with the voice changer.

Wu Xiaowu was thrown into a flurry of heartbeats.

"Your voice is really coquettish. Come on, let me have a look at what your online girlfriend looks like." Fu Yi was holding back his laughter as he leaned in to get a closer look at Fu Yan's face.

"Ah, I'm so shy," Fu Yan turned his face away, feigning bashfulness to avoid eye contact with his older brother.

Shen Liguang gave the woman a look up and down: "Xiao Wu, your girlfriend's pretty sturdy. She could give you a son."

Wu Xiaowu was extremely embarrassed, his face turning red: "Boss, what are you talking about? We've just met."

Fu Yan felt that staying there any longer would eventually give him away. An idea struck him, and he suddenly clutched his stomach: "I need to go to the restroom."

Wu Xiaowu, still unable to look directly at his "online girlfriend," said gently without looking at Fu Yan: "Then hurry up, come back soon."

Come back my ass.

As soon as Fu Yan was out of Wu Xiaowu's sight, he ripped off the wig.

Being a woman is fucking hard; the wig was irritating and uncomfortable. Taking it off was a relief.

And then there were these breasts.

Fu Yan removed the two steamed buns from his chest, utterly abandoning any ladylike demeanor, and with his skirt in hand, he swaggered out of the restaurant, attracting astonished looks from passersby as he dragged the waiting-for-a-taxi Fu Ying into the car.

Fu Yan was furious: "Fu Ying, are you fucking selling me out?!"

Fu Ying, feeling guilty, explained cautiously: "No, big brother, I only ran because I saw our big brother coming."

"You ran away as soon as big brother showed up? What was your attitude when you asked for my help?" The more Fu Yan thought about it, the angrier he became.

He had cross-dressed to meet her online friend to avoid trouble, and she just ran away as soon as she saw their big brother, leaving him behind.

Pulling off his earrings, Fu Yan said through clenched teeth in a menacing tone, "You're done for, Fu Ying, I won't help you with this anymore. Once we get home, I'm telling Dad about your online romance."

"Don't." Fu Ying panicked, clutching Fu Yan's hand pitifully with her brown eyes filled with pleading: "Big bro, please don't tell Dad, okay?"

Seeing the poor little girl begging so miserably, Fu Yan paused and suddenly an idea popped up: "Okay, I won't tell Dad, but I'm a bit strapped for cash lately, you understand."

Fu Ying got it right away.

She quickly handed over her pocket money to Fu Yan, in ones, fives, and tens, but all it added up to was barely fifty.

Fu Yan stared at the petty cash with a frown: "Are you trying to brush off a beggar?"

Fu Ying bit her lip: "I'm out of money."

"Do you have any in WeChat?"

Fu Ying took out her phone and transferred the few hundred yuan she had in WeChat to Fu Yan as well.

After taking every last bit of Fu Ying's change, Fu Yan was still dissatisfied: "What's this? It's not enough for your brother to chase girls."

"I'll get my allowance from Dad tomorrow, can I give you that?"

Fu Yan looked at her, feigning reluctance: "Fine, I'll agree, begrudgingly."

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If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't beat him, Fu Ying really felt like punching him, seeing Fu Yan's reluctant expression.

...

That night, after taking a bath and getting into bed, Fu Ying received some special attention from her "online boyfriend."

Handsome to the Point of Lawlessness: Although we met today and don't know each other very well, I think you're quite special...

Handsome to the Point of Lawlessness: I didn't expect you to be so open-minded. I really feel good about you. How do you feel about me?

Seeing the shy tone in the messages, Fu Ying sighed.

Little brother is such a trap.

He was supposed to come and solve the problem, but now, someone has taken a fancy to him.

Fu Ying replied perfunctorily: I don't think you're suitable for me. I like someone tall and strong, built like an ox.

Insufferably Handsome: My body is pretty good.

Insufferably Handsome: I'll slowly show off my ox-strong body in the future.

Fu Ying felt a headache coming on.

The trouble she encountered after crossing over was too thorny.

She felt she had been obedient and well-behaved in the palace, learning music, chess, calligraphy, and painting as the Empress Mother wanted, without any complaints.

By today's standards, she could be called a good child.

But even though she was so obedient and docile, she still became a sacrifice for peace.

The peace between two countries cost the happiness of two people.

Does being an Emperor's daughter mean she must sacrifice herself for the peace of the realm?

She wasn't so noble-hearted to think about the world. When she escaped her arranged marriage, Yixin Palace caught fire, and she would have undoubtedly died—only to wake up here.

So, did surviving come at a price?

She thought for a moment, then replied: Can you add me on WeChat? I don't log in to QQ often. I'll send you my WeChat.

Fu Ying sent him Fu Yan's WeChat.

Then she replied with only one more sentence: I'm going to rest now. Good night.

After sending the message, Fu Ying turned off her phone and lay in bed, staring into space.

She pondered whether the Fu Ying here had gone to the arranged marriage in her place?

Or had she already died?

Thinking this, Fu Ying suddenly felt that these issues were not troubles at all. Surviving was already a stroke of luck.

At night, unable to sleep, she logged into her QQ alt account, staring at the status of "Dawn Light" being offline, feeling bittersweet.

At his age, he should be using WeChat, not QQ, right?

Fu Ying was about to put down her phone when, suddenly, she received a WeChat friend request.

When Fu Ying entered WeChat and saw "Dawn Light," her heart fluttered, hardly able to believe it.

After verifying repeatedly that it was indeed "Dawn Light" who sent the friend request, Fu Ying's heart pounded fiercely.

Almost leaping out of her chest.

She was eager to accept, her index finger nearly touching the phone screen, but she pulled back.

Forcing herself to wait two minutes before accepting the friend request.

Not long after accepting, she received a message.

Dawn Light: Shen Liguang.

Fu Ying covered her heart, where the beats were intense.

Staring at the name he sent, she had so much to say, yet she couldn't tell him, at a loss for words on how to reply.

Shortly after, Shen Liguang sent another message: Last time I promised to buy you a new hairpin. I've been very busy recently and forgot about it. I'll give it to you the next time we meet.

It took a while for Fu Ying's heart to calm down, still feeling the residual warmth.

With stiff fingers, she texted back: Thank you, brother.

Shen Liguang: Hmm, you have school tomorrow. Go to sleep early.

Staring at the words he had sent, Fu Ying never knew a person's emotions could be this complicated.

First, nervousness, excitement, then disappointment, emptiness.

It took her a while before she replied: Okay, good night, brother.