"Sisters? I can't believe you could even say that. Is becoming sisters that easy? If this isn't handled properly, we might even become enemies. My relationship with Xue'er has only just improved a little. I don't want that." Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at Xu Ran in exasperation, radiating charm.
She thoroughly enjoyed this feeling of being with Xu Ran while also being with Xue'er. It was simply too blissful.
Now she could not even understand why she had been so stubborn before. Immersed in darkness, she had been unable to feel love at all. Now, however, she felt happy and content.
"With me here, what are you afraid of?"
"You can rest easy when I'm handling things." Xu Ran smiled. Nothing was absolute. As long as he handled things well, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong would become inseparable, closer even than blood sisters.
"I'll leave everything to you. I'm your woman now anyway. Whatever you say goes." Ever since becoming Xu Ran's woman, she had left almost everything to his arrangements. This was what it meant for the wife to follow her husband's lead.
As his wife, naturally, whatever her husband said went.
She only needed to stand quietly behind Xu Ran and support him. Everything Xu Ran did was for her own good.
Besides, her relationship with Xue'er had only eased to this degree thanks to Xu Ran's help. Without Xu Ran, she could imagine that Xue'er would probably still hate her just as much.
"My darling Dong'er is such a good girl. I love it." Xu Ran planted a smacking kiss on Bibi Dong's rosy, exquisitely beautiful face.
If others knew that the reigning Pope, such a lofty figure, was so docile before him and followed his arrangements in almost everything, they would probably die of envy.