A Love Inquiry from His Sister

Wan Fuqi, who was listening to a lecture by a veteran professor in a classroom at Willow City University, had yet to realize that not only had the little post-event gift he had carefully prepared been sold off by his Bunny Baby, but he himself had also been packed up and thrown onto the blacklist.

After dozens of messages he sent vanished without a trace, Wan Fuqi felt that perhaps he should not spoil his beloved, who was prone to becoming "spoiled by favor," too much.

So he stopped messaging Li Mao and simply waited quietly.

He wanted to see when that pet rabbit, newly freed, would finally remember him, its owner.

According to Wan Fuqi's way of thinking, a pet incapable of becoming dependent only needed to be kept confined.

Unfortunately, he had once been an Enigma subjected to twenty-four-hour monitoring through a wristband.

Even after changing cities, he still could not escape his sister's clutches.

There were not only Wan Song's eyes around him, but also many other pairs of furtive little eyes.

After all, the younger brothers and sisters he and Wan Song shared a father with were all waiting for their emotionally unstable Enigma elder brother to make some irreparable mistake so they could take his place.

All of this prevented Wan Fuqi from raising his pet in his own way.

All he could do was let his little rabbit hop around in the outside world from time to time.

Forget it...

Though it had a slight talent for being ungrateful, at least it would not hop away and get lost.

A rare trace of melancholy appeared on Wan Fuqi's face.

Just then, his phone screen lit up.

Wan Fuqi perked up a little and picked up his phone.

But when he saw the pop-up message, his expression immediately fell.

[Wan Song: Did someone cut your brain out in Willow City?]

Wan Fuqi had long grown accustomed to his sister's barbed way of speaking. It was only because the message had not come from the person he wanted that he felt slightly listless, even his reply weak and drained.

[Bunny Baby at Home: Not yet.]

Wan Song remained as reliably sharp-tongued as ever.

[Wan Song: If your brain wasn't cut out, why'd you pick such a stupid-ass WeChat name? Change it now, or I'm cutting off our sibling relationship.]

[Bunny Baby at Home: Not changing it.]

[Wan Song: ?]

[Wan Song: What, did some fortune teller say that if you changed this stupid-ass WeChat name, you wouldn't survive this winter?]

[Bunny Baby at Home: Not exactly.]

After Wan Fuqi sent that reply, Wan Song fell silent for a long while.

Only after quite some time did she send another message.

[Wan Song: Are you dating someone?]

Only when Wan Fuqi saw the words "dating someone" did some light return to his eyes.

He carefully recalled every little moment he had spent with Li Mao over the past few days. Calling them "a couple deeply in love" would not have been an exaggeration at all.

If Li Mao had not said those hurtful things at the very beginning, perhaps those memories would have been even sweeter.

[Bunny Baby at Home: Almost.]

[Wan Song: Oh? In the flirting stage? Male or female, Alpha, Omega, or Beta? Hurry up and tell me what gender they are. I want to see what gender someone has to be to get unlucky enough to catch your eye. That kid's life is basically over.]

At the mention of that little stutterer who haunted his thoughts, Wan Fuqi wore a faint smile for the first time while texting his sister.

[Bunny Baby at Home: A male Alpha. He's very pretty.]

[Wan Song: Tsk, tsk, tsk, very pretty~ Do you think your sister has never seen a male Alpha before? They're all huge and burly, and they all stink. Just one whiff gives me a headache.]

[Bunny Baby at Home: That's because you're an Alpha too, so you dislike other Alphas' pheromones and are prejudiced against Alphas.]

[Wan Song: Wan Fuqi, get the hell away from me! Your disgusting Enigma smell mixed with the sour stench of romance now? Just die already. Go jump in a river.]

After cursing him out, Wan Song could not suppress her curiosity about what kind of flirtation partner her brother had found.

And with a gender as possessive as her brother's, could he really hold himself back and play at flirting?

She was a little impressed by that Alpha's methods.

Wan Song had indeed placed quite a few assistants and informants around Wan Fuqi.

But she did not have the time to keep track of Wan Fuqi's private life every day, including what he ate, drank, and did in the bathroom.

She only needed to be informed if Wan Fuqi encountered some urgent and serious problem.

So she knew very little about Wan Fuqi's private affairs.

[Wan Song: Is that Alpha one of your university classmates?]

[Bunny Baby at Home: No, someone from outside the university.]

Wan Song naturally assumed that the "someone from outside the university" Wan Fuqi mentioned was a person from the same social class whom he had met at some gathering or private club.

She never imagined that her brother had found her a stuttering thug with dyed blond hair who smoked, drank, and swore as a sister-in-law.

[Wan Song: So how far have you two gotten in this flirting stage? Have you held hands?]

Wan Fuqi thought about it. He really did like interlacing his fingers with Li Mao's in bed.

Especially when Li Mao was in pain, his fingers would tighten and grip Wan Fuqi's hand firmly.

So he answered.

[Bunny Baby at Home: Of course.]

Wan Song was having a wonderful time digging into her brother's gossip and eagerly pressed on.

[Wan Song: Have you kissed? Made out?]

[Bunny Baby at Home: We kiss whenever we meet.]

[Wan Song: Isn't that pretty fast progress? Why are you still in the flirting stage? You kiss every time you meet, but you're not dating?]

[Bunny Baby at Home: He hasn't agreed yet.]

[Wan Song: He won't agree to date you, but he'll agree to make out with you? What kind of logic do you little brats have? You've already taken off your pants, yet you're still saying you're just good brothers, right?]

Wan Song had only been teasing him out of habit, but to her surprise, Wan Fuqi seriously confirmed her words.

[Bunny Baby at Home: That's right. That's what he means.]

[Wan Song: ?]

[Wan Song: ???]

[Wan Song: What do you mean? You slept together?]

Perhaps Li Mao had been right: the first step in an Enigma's evolution was discarding human shame.

Wan Fuqi admitted it calmly, without so much as a blush or a change in his breathing.

[Bunny Baby at Home: Mm. Many times.]

This time, Wan Song on the other end remained silent for a long time, unable for the moment to find words harsh enough to attack her idiotic little brother.

She now seriously suspected that "almost dating" and "forcing himself on someone" had a ninety-nine-point-nine-percent overlap.

It was not until the professor at the podium announced the end of class and Wan Fuqi was about to leave the classroom that his screen lit up again.

[Wan Song: Did you mark him?]

Wan Fuqi looked utterly composed.

[Bunny Baby at Home: I like him very much. I've already permanently marked him.]

Wan Song, who had been excitedly enjoying the gossip at home, immediately clutched her forehead in pain when she saw the words "permanently marked."

Damn it!

Other than causing her trouble, what else could that idiot Wan Fuqi do!?