An incense stick time passed.
After an intimate conversation filled with sweet words between women.
Liu Erlong gradually lowered her guard around Qian Renxue and even began to like this flawless, angel-like little girl. She truly came to regard her as a younger sister.
Qian Renxue's opinion of Liu Erlong had changed as well.
She was surprised to discover that Liu Erlong was nothing like the rumors claimed—not hot-tempered, irritable, easily angered, or obsessed with killing.
What she felt from Liu Erlong, aside from the straightforwardness ingrained in her nature, was even more of a motherly tenderness.
As they chatted happily arm in arm, Qian Renxue realized that Liu Erlong was a rather forthright woman with relatively simple thoughts. She appeared direct and open-hearted on the surface, but deep down, she was gentle as water.
That blend of frankness and tenderness gave Qian Renxue a peculiar feeling—like a mother, like an elder sister, and like a friend.
In short, she was exceptionally easy to get along with.
Thus, Qian Renxue's impression of Liu Erlong kept improving, and each "Sister Er Long" came more smoothly than the last.
Still, Qian Renxue kept an extra eye out and retained a trace of vigilance toward Liu Erlong.
Because after their sisterly bonding, Liu Erlong had shown her around nearly every corner of the house.
Then Qian Renxue discovered that Liu Erlong and Ye Qifeng lived extremely close to each other, separated by nothing more than a wall.
Unable to help herself, Qian Renxue muttered inwardly:
They actually live this close, with only such a thin wall between them. Doesn't that mean they have no privacy at all? With even the slightest perception, they'd know what the other person was doing.
*There are clearly so many rooms in Sister Er Long's house. Why did