Liar

Yeah... what am I even doing?

Kang Ming leaned back in his chair, looking at the ID badge from the Literary Archives placed beside his monitor, and fell silent.

As the saying goes, you commit to a profession, you commit to the job. He was a full-fledged editor now, so why was it that whenever he saw something interesting and felt a spark of inspiration... he still thought about games?

Why?

Kang Ming looked at his ID badge and reflected, quickly finding the reason.

It was probably because... he still wanted to make games more, and at the same time, he was somewhat disappointed with the editor job.

He had originally applied because he had no other choice, simply because he liked Girl, Boy, and Sword... and then he got hired in a daze because Tang Yao was a guest interviewer.

But after joining, reality was vastly different from his imagination. Not to mention anything else, Ding Yilong, the editor-in-chief, and Ou Congquan, the author of his favorite manga, had left him with quite a bit of psychological trauma.

He felt his future was bleak...

And the only remaining light in the workplace was Tang Yao.

But Tang Yao also said she was going to resign...

Most importantly... the gap between the bad and the good was just too vast!

Thinking this.

Kang Ming looked at the screen again, at the two works Tang Yao had "wholeheartedly recommended," and gave a wry smile.

In his life, he probably wouldn't be able to discover such a genius manga artist or guide such good manga.

This was truly amazing...

Whether you call it giving up or quitting halfway.

In any case, Kang Ming had indeed started thinking about resigning.

He wanted to try making games again...

Speaking of which.

Didn't Editor Tang also say she wanted to make games?

Kang Ming suddenly remembered what Tang Yao had said back then, and his heart stirred.

But soon.

He saw the two works on the screen again, and let out another wry smile, shaking his head.

Such an excellent editor... how could that be possible?

She was probably racking her brains for the manga artist right now, right?

The Tang Residence.

The editor Kang Ming believed was racking her brains for the manga artist was actually slacking off.

After Tang Yao hesitated and said, "What if we just forget about it," Tang Xun didn't let her off the hook... However, the clothes they finally found didn't end up on Tang Yao, but rather on Tang Xun.

At this moment.

Tang Xun stood prettily before her older sister.

Though the girl still had a youthful face, her figure was already fully mature. A classic black and white shirt and suit hugged her voluptuous curves, looking the part.

Beneath that was a pencil skirt, encasing her proud curves in the midsection, and further down were two slender, long legs wrapped in shiny black stockings. Her delicate feet were shod in black high heels with heels almost an inch high.

They weren't quite a perfect fit.

After all, they were all Tang Yao's clothes. Although the sisters were similar, they weren't identical... it was still noticeable that the clothes were a bit big.

But it couldn't hide the fact that she was beautiful.

Even with ill-fitting clothes, paired

"Mm, done."

Tang Yao looked at the cool, indifferent girl before her and nodded. "But I've decided... I'm not wearing this outfit."

"..."

Tang Xun fell silent, looking at her sister. Although she didn't show any excessive expression, Tang Yao felt like she was radiating resentment.

Tang Yao quickly explained, "This outfit isn't suitable."

"..."

Hearing this, Tang Xun slowly lowered her head, avoiding her sister's gaze. Her cheeks puffed out slightly.

She gently kicked off the high heels under her feet. Once her cute, black-stockinged feet were firmly planted on the ground, she kicked off the other one.

It was clear.

She was angry.

No matter how mature she was, she was only seventeen. What's more, she had been tricked by her own sister...

Tang Yao had initially said she wanted to see how it looked on her, and only then would she wear it herself...

"Xun... I'm sorry, this really isn't suitable."

Tang Yao knew her sister was angry. She reached out and placed her hands on Tang Xun's shoulders, explaining earnestly, "And after seeing you dressed like this, I suddenly realized something..."

Hearing this, Tang Xun raised her head again, looking at her sister's serious expression, wanting to hear her profound wisdom.

"I realized..."

Tang Yao's beautiful face tensed, and she said solemnly, "I just like seeing other people dressed like this. As for wearing it myself, forget it. It feels a bit embarrassing..."

"..."

So it's okay as long as I feel embarrassed, is that it?

Tang Xun looked at her earnest, foolish sister. Thinking about the way Tang Yao had eyed her earlier, she realized her sister had not only tricked her but also said such things. Taking a deep breath, she was truly angry now...

She bit her moist red lips, then, with her bare, black-stockinged feet, walked around behind Tang Yao and hugged her.

"Eh..."

Tang Yao froze for a moment, then looked down. Her face instantly turned bright red, and she immediately struggled. "Wait! What are you doing!"

"This is a prank."

"Do I need to spell out something so obvious! Let go, let go!"

"Not letting go..."

"Sister was wrong, okay? I was wrong... Wait, don't t—"

Monday.

Tang Yao arrived at the editorial department early in the morning.

As soon as she entered, all the editors at their workstations looked at her.

Their gazes were exceptionally complex.

Perhaps it was because some unpleasant memories from yesterday still lingered.

Tang Yao's face flushed slightly, and she hunched her neck, looking like she'd expected this. Then, she ducked down like a thief and quickly walked towards her own workstation.

Meanwhile.

Hearing footsteps, Kang Ming was about to turn his head when he saw a graceful figure flash past.

When he turned his head the other way, he saw Tang Yao already sitting at her workstation.

Her face was slightly red. She darted her eyes left and right, and only after confirming that the partition could block their gaze did she let out a long sigh of relief.

Kang Ming stared at this scene for a while before asking, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you see the looks from the other editors?"

Hearing this, Tang Yao turned her head back and replied, "It's all Shang Tao from the new media department's fault."

She wasn't wearing that outfit from yesterday today; she was dressed as usual.

So the reason the other editors were looking at her could only be the manga awards yesterday.

She had actually prepared herself mentally before leaving home.

But when she actually arrived at the editorial department, she still found it a bit unbearable.

"..."

Hearing this, Kang Ming immediately understood that Tang Yao was referring to the "Heartfelt Recommendation" on the website.

He chuckled, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry. "Editor Tang, wouldn't people on the street look at you too?"

"It's different. People on the street don't know me, but these editors all know me, and most of them have worked with me for a while. It's like social death... Never mind, it's just like that anyway."

Tang Yao wanted to explain.

But halfway through her explanation, she abandoned the thought.

Because she herself had only recently gotten used to being stared at when she walked down the street...

"..."

Kang Ming looked at Tang Yao, his face full of disbelief.

After all, the abilities Tang Yao had displayed didn't seem like those of someone who would feel shy about such a thing...

The contrast was quite stark.