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"Yangyang, Yangbao, baby!"
Xie Xinglan started acting coy.
Xuan Yang glanced at her, calmly filled her glass with juice, and said evenly, "Miss Xie, calm down."
"Don't let your gossipy desires consume your pure heart."
Xie Xinglan propped her chin on her hand, refusing to let go: "I'm perfectly calm, and I'm not trying to dig into details. I'm just asking about your experience, that's all."
After saying that, she pouted: "What kind of society is this? Men can talk about us women behind our backs, but we can't talk about their size?"
Fine.
Xuan Yang felt she had been convinced.
Letting go of the last bit of moral restraint, she took another sip of juice and said with the determination of someone heading to their death: "Long and big."
Xie Xinglan, sitting across from her, covered her mouth, widened her eyes, and looked utterly incredulous.
A moment later, Xie Xinglan glared at Xuan Yang shyly: "Who asked you about that?"
Xuan Yang: "?"
Wasn't it she who brought up size?
Xie Xinglan took a sip of juice as if to cover her embarrassment: "I was asking about how it felt, you know, doing that kind of thing."
Like Xuan Yang, she had never been in a relationship either.
Approaching thirty, her exploration of the opposite sex was still limited to various novels and movie clips.
It was inevitable that she would be curious about such matters.
Xie Xinglan only had Xuan Yang as a close friend to discuss such private topics, and since she was newly married, she asked.
But when Xuan Yang actually responded, she became shy.
Xie Xinglan's face visibly reddened, and she eventually changed the subject on her own.
Xuan Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
That night, Xuan Yang stayed at Xie Xinglan's place.
It just so happened that the live-in housekeeper had some family matters and took two days off.
Xuan Yang also took a day off.
She accompanied Xie Xinglan to school and handled some work that was within her ability.
In the afternoon, Xie Xinglan had to go to a neighboring city, so Xuan Yang planned to go home and rest for half a day. After lunch, she took a taxi back to Shangtian Mansion.
She did a bit of work in the study and then took a nap.
When she woke up, it was already dusk outside the window.
The sky had darkened, and Xuan Yang felt hungry.
There were ingredients in the fridge. Xuan Yang picked out some and made a simple meal.
That was when the doorbell rang.
Xuan Yang had just brought the cooked noodles to the living room when she heard the doorbell.
It was quite unusual because she hadn't ordered any delivery.
The live-in housekeeper knew the door code, so there was no need to ring the doorbell.
Zhou Dang was still on a business trip in Switzerland, so it couldn't be him suddenly coming back.
And it was dinner time—who would drop by for a visit?
Xuan Yang went through all the possibilities in her mind and ruled them all out.
Finally, she went to the door suspiciously.
She saw a woman wrapped up tightly outside.
Xuan Yang held the doorframe and looked at the person outside with confusion: "Who are you?"
The person outside was also sizing her up. The eyes exposed above the mask held a naked scrutiny, and eventually revealed a hint of disdain.
Xuan Yang frowned. Seeing that the other party didn't intend to speak, she made a move to close the door.
Finally, the woman moved. She raised her hand to remove her mask and baseball cap, then casually smoothed her long, waist-length hair.
Xuan Yang recognized her face.
—Huo Yuntang, the heiress of the Huo family.
Xuan Yang was somewhat surprised.
Although she had mingled with the socialite circle of Jingbei together with Xie Xinglan before going abroad, she rarely crossed paths with Huo Yuntang.
On one hand, it was because the Huo family kept a low profile and were hard for ordinary wealthy families to befriend.
On the other hand, Huo Yuntang had gone abroad to be a trainee, so her academic and personal life were mostly overseas.