After the 99th Confession , The Cold School Beauty’s Personality Collapsed Chapter 41

“Huff…”

As Qin Luo arrived at the door, he took a deep breath, entered the password, and pushed the door open.

The spacious three-bedroom apartnt, tastefully decorated with understated luxury, was fully equipped with all the essentials. The appliances and furniture were all from well-known brands.

Owning a place like this in the magical city of Shanghai (or "the city of magic," 魔都) would require a net worth of no less than tens of millions, but this apartnt didn’t belong to Qin Luo—it belonged to Qin Zhitao.

Or rather, Jiang Zhitao.

Jiang Zhitao was Qin Luo’s older sister. Five years ago, when she was taken away by her biological family, she changed her na to Jiang Zhitao.

Her biological parents were wealthy capitalists, owning multiple companies.

With their backing, Jiang Zhitao officially debuted as a celebrity after graduating at 22.

Thanks to her striking beauty and natural talent, it took only three years for her to beco a household na.

Qin Luo had learned from a phone conversation with his sister that she hadn’t returned to their small county in all these years, not because she didn’t want to, but because of the limitations placed on her by her status.

Her biological parents didn’t want too many people knowing the story of “the daughter they found after twenty years,” and given that Jiang Zhitao was now a famous celebrity, her identity was sensitive. If she traveled freely and soone recognized her, it could expose the entire situation.

For this reason, she had stayed in Shanghai, where her company was headquartered. The company’s majority shareholder was none other than her father.

Knowing that his sister was in Shanghai, Qin Luo pushed himself hard throughout high school, studying late into the night, determined to make his way to the city. Finally, he achieved his goal and was accepted into the prestigious Financial University in Shanghai.

But in hindsight, Qin Luo wasn’t even sure why he had been so determined to co. His sister was now part of soone else’s family. What could he change by being here?

Lying back on the soft sofa, Qin Luo reminisced about two years ago, when he had arrived in Shanghai, all alone.

He had claid he was here to find his sister, but in reality, he had no idea where to even start.

It was then that he received a phone call from his sister.

Jiang Zhitao gave him an address, telling him that it was her ho, though she rarely stayed there, and that he could use the place to settle down.

Without Qin Luo even knowing, she had also arranged for him to be a commuter student, allowing him to keep his dorm at school while having a place to stay in the city whenever he wanted.

However, Qin Luo rarely stayed at the apartnt. For him, it didn’t feel like ho at all.

Other than his first visit to Shanghai, when he had finally gotten to see Jiang Zhitao once, he had hardly seen her since.

During that one eting, he realized that his sister was no longer the sa as she had been.

She was still as beautiful as ever, her smile still sweet, but there was now a distance between them that made her seem unreachable, no longer the little tigress who would rush to his defense whenever he was bullied.

Despite this, the bond from their years together still lingered in Qin Luo’s heart, leading him to occasionally stay at the apartnt during holidays, hoping to see her again.

Unfortunately, in the two years since then, Jiang Zhitao had rarely appeared at the apartnt, and their encounters were few and far between.

Today seed to be no exception.

Feeling bored, Qin Luo went to the kitchen to wash an apple. As he returned to the living room and took a bite, he suddenly heard the faint sound of footsteps behind him.

Startled, he turned around.

A graceful figure erged from the master bedroom. She was wearing a black tank top, her ample chest stretching the fabric slightly, revealing her slender waist and two cute dimples on her back.

Underneath her denim shorts, her legs were slender, fair, and perfectly shaped.

Her simple, casual outfit showcased her stunning figure.

A woman with such a body was bound to have an equally striking face.

Her features were exquisite, her beauty elegant and ethereal, like a lotus flower blooming in clear water, exuding a sense of nobility and grace.

Yet, her pointed face and almond-shaped eyes added a touch of delicate charm and allure.

This was a face Qin Luo had grown up seeing, one that should have long since beco immune to his admiration.

But ever since Jiang Zhitao had left the Qin family at the age of 20, it had been years since he had seen her, and now at 25, she had grown even more beautiful.

Her face was the sa, and her body hadn’t changed, but every ti Qin Luo saw her, he couldn’t help but be amazed.

If there was anyone in his world who could rival Ji Yan in terms of beauty, it had to be Jiang Zhitao.

In Qin Luo’s mind, Jiang Zhitao was the pinnacle of beauty and figure.

While Qin Luo was lost in his thoughts, Jiang Zhitao’s gaze landed on him, her expression even more surprised than his.

Though it had been a while since they last t, she was all too familiar with her younger brother’s appearance.

Yet today, for so reason, Qin Luo seed to possess an extra hint of charm.

His features hadn’t changed, but the lines of his face appeared more defined, and the usual youthful energy in his eyes now carried a subtle hint of mature masculinity.

Jiang Zhitao took a deep look at him, then turned back into the bedroom.

Bang—the sound of the door closing echoed through the room.

"Why did she look at like that?"

Qin Luo was curious, then instinctively touched his face as a thought occurred to him. "Damn… my charm, it’s killing ."

Before long, Jiang Zhitao ca out again.

This ti, she had changed into a more modest outfit: a white T-shirt paired with cropped jeans.

Though still a casual, hoy look, it was much more conservative than what she had worn earlier.

Seeing her change of clothes, Qin Luo couldn’t help but mutter, “It’s not like I haven’t seen everything when we were kids…”

Jiang Zhitao shot him a sideways glance.

Qin Luo quickly cleared his throat, pretending nothing had happened, and casually asked, “Why are you back today?”

Jiang Zhitao replied indifferently, “It’s my house. Am I not allowed to co back?”

“…”

Okay, if you’re going to talk like that, this conversation is pointless, Qin Luo thought, feeling stifled. He shut his mouth and sighed inwardly.

People were strange.

Back when he couldn’t see Jiang Zhitao, he had longed to et her more often. He had even co all the way to Shanghai for university just to be near her.

But after eting her a few tis, he realized there wasn’t much point in it.

This woman’s sharp tongue was truly vicious, always finding a way to jab at him.

Since they were no longer legally siblings, Qin Luo couldn’t retaliate, leaving him feeling both annoyed and helpless every ti she verbally jabbed at him.

Just like now.

“Did you get so work done on your face?” Jiang Zhitao suddenly asked.