Huahua: [I don't know about that, but his childhood sweetheart is actually his younger half sister. They have the same father.]
Jiang Shuyue sighed. [So lovers really do end up as brother and sister!]
Jiang Sheng froze when he heard the voice.
Who was speaking? Was that even something a human would say? How could he and Yaya be siblings? Utterly absurd!
Huahua: [His childhood sweetheart actually knows the truth, but she fooled around with Zhang San next door and got pregnant. Zhang San is a gambler with nothing but four bare walls to his name, though, so she refused to marry him and came looking for Jiang Sheng to be the lucky new daddy instead.]
[Jiang Sheng is a decent gentleman, at least. The day his childhood sweetheart threw herself at him and stripped, he held on to a man's last line of defense. He also told his older sister and younger brother-in-law what happened. Luckily, he has witnesses. Otherwise, even if he learned the truth later, he couldn't wash himself clean by jumping into the Yellow River.]
Jiang Sheng stared straight at Jiang Shuyue.
He... he could hear her thoughts?
Jiang Shuyue noticed his gaze too and hastily asked, [What's he looking at? Have I got flowers growing on my face?]
Huahua: [Maybe he hasn't seen enough beautiful women. His childhood sweetheart really is... have you ever seen a muscle Barbie?]
[You've seen a muscle Barbie, right? But most muscle Barbies are still pretty good-looking. Their faces are top-notch, at least. But this Yaya's face... thick lips, mismatched eyes, a face full of acne scars, and a gourd-shaped face. Can you picture that?]
All Jiang Shuyue could picture was a gourd with a few dots poked into it, then some facial features drawn on.
Then she looked at