Ling Xuejiu was montarily stunned. Did she no longer want to be with Xiao Jie for a lifeti? Xiao Jie was her best friend, arguably her only friend. If possible, how could she not want to stay with her forever? But to marry the sa person, was that realistic?
Shaking her head, Ling Xuejiu’s thoughts were a bit ssy as she said, "Xiao Jie, I don’t want to be separated from you either, but this is just not realistic, is it?"
"Why isn’t it realistic?" Li ngjie chuckled and said, "Worse cos to worst, I can be the junior wife, and you can be the senior wife."
"Huh?" Ling Xuejiu was both annoyed and amused, and Li ngjie’s antics had actually lifted her spirits quite a bit. She laughed and scolded, "You silly girl, what senior wife, junior wife nonsense."
"Hehe, it’s not like such situations don’t exist." Li ngjie stuck out her tongue and said, "I’ve heard that many people of status have several wives."
"Please, we live in a society governed by the rule of law," Ling Xuejiu pouted and said, "Do you think this is ancient tis, where polygamy is allowed?"
"Hee hee!" Li ngjie laughed and said, "But didn’t my grandfather have several wives too?"
Ling Xuejiu paused. Indeed, Xiao Jie’s grandfather, Old Master Li, had three ladies, where the senior wife was the lawful wife, while the second and third ladies were just ceremoniously recognized without official registration. Yet, all four of them lived dependently and affectionately into old age, didn’t they?
At this thought, Ling Xuejiu felt her resolve wavering slightly. Xiao Jie was her best sister, and though not related by blood, she was dearer than a real sister. If she could, would she not be willing to part with her?
Ling Xuejiu pursed her lips. Although her heart was sowhat agreeable, she refused to reveal it on the surface and said, "You stinky girl, do you really want to be soone’s junior wife?
"Uh~! What’s wrong with being the junior wife?" Li ngjie said with a giggly smile, "You, being the senior wife, wouldn’t bully , right? Surely you wouldn’t? Plus, I heard that junior wives are usually the ones who get pampered a lot..."
"Ding-dong!" Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"Uh~! It must be Cold Bodyguard coming back; I’ll go open the door!" Li ngjie put on a pair of slippers and scurried to the door. But as soon as she opened it, she was taken aback and said, "Bei Lanfeng?"
"Xiao Jie?" Outside, a sharp-nosed man dressed smartly had a bright expression upon seeing Li ngjie. He said eagerly, "I went to your place just now and saw you weren’t ho, so I ca here to Xue Jiu’s to see if you were here. Ha, look, I got you a present." As he spoke, Bei Lanfeng held up a white paper bag he was carrying.
Li ngjie frowned in distaste, but quickly switched to a smile that was not quite a smile, took the gift from him, and said, "Do you have anything else? If not, I’m going to close the door."
"Eh?" Bei Lanfeng couldn’t help feeling a bit annoyed. He had just co back from Japan by plane, hadn’t even sat down at ho when he hurried over with a gift for Li ngjie, only to be shut out by her. However, this guy was no longer the Bei Lanfeng from three years ago; he had beco more confident and reserved. He responded with a slight smile, "What, you’re not planning to let in to sit for a while?"
Li ngjie chuckled and said, "Xue Jiu is lying on the living room sofa sleeping without her clothes on, so of course you can’t go in. Alright, I’ve accepted the gift, you can go now." With that, she closed the door with a bang before Bei Lanfeng could reply.
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