Title: The OOC Villainess and the White Moonlight Heroine are BFFs
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 50 - Noticing Jiang Shuyao's gaze, he slowly gave her a wry smile (2)
When Yue Xia came back after changing into the dress, it was Jiang Shuyao's turn to be excited. Her usual earnest demeanor was replaced with giddiness. She circled around Yue Xia and stared at everything, lest she miss a single detail. "Wow…"
She had designed the dress with Yue Xia's bold and flamboyant temperament in mind. Yue Xua was as flashy as the blazing sun, and she wanted the dress to match that. Even so, she didn't expect the dress to fit Yue Xia so well.
Yue Xia's skin wasn't a cold white. It had warm undertones. Her collarbones were deep, and the contour of her shoulders were graceful, but it was her lower legs that were the most eye-catching. Her long, well-shaped legs were very much in line with aesthetic standards. Her overall look was dazzling and stunning.
"Xiaxia, stretch your hands out and move around a bit." Jiang Shuyao was as focused as a worker bee. "Is there any spot that doesn't fit well?"
Yue Xia squatted down into a rough, wild martial arts stance, then she vaguely said, "My chest and waist feel a bit tight."
Shuyao hadn't asked for her measurements, so she could have only estimated with her eyes. Did Shuyao apply some kind of supermodel filter when she was looking at her? Her chest was alright as is, but her waist felt like it was going to be flattened into a pancake.
Jiang Shuyao touched the dress and noticed the problem right away. She blushed in anxiety. "Take it off, and I'll change it right away…"
As she said this, she seemed to have noticed something and her expression changed.
Oh, so soft.
Yue Xia: "..." She lowered her head and thought Shuyao was too sleepy and wasn't thinking right. She was poking her belly without being aware, again, and again.
Yue Xia didn't quite understand. [System, doesn't she have a belly of her own?]
Why didn't Shuyao poke her own stomach? Wasn't the feeling the same either way?
The system disdainfully answered: [How could the female protagonist have belly fat?]
Yue Xia expressed her understanding. [Ah, she still hasn't eaten well enough. I need to increase the amount she eats so that she can be nursed back to health.]
The system: [?]
Yue Xua still hadn't come back down, so when Yue Qing heard the noise from upstairs, he furrowed his brow, went upstairs, and pretended to happen to pass by the guest room. When he saw Yue Xia from his peripheral vision, he slowly blinked.
Who was that?
Yue Xia's recent savage clothing choices had left too deep of an impression on him. His brain took a while to work. Five seconds later, he slowly asked with uncertainty, "Yue Xia?"
Yue Xia noticed her brother stupidly standing at the doorway and immediately showed off, "Doesn't it look great? Shuyao made this for me!"
As the model, she was even more confident than the designer. She looked like she was about to run out of the house barefeet to show the world Jiang Shuyao's new masterpiece.
Jiang Shuyao shyly clenched her hands and didn't say anything.
Yue Qing looked at his sister weirdly. Although he would always view his young sister as a twerp, he still had to speak honestly, so he reluctantly said, "It looks pretty good."
Yue Xia twitched her lips and politely responded, "Thank you."
When it came to saying nice things, they became stiff, as if there was someone pointing a gun at them and forcing them to say these words. They were a typical pair of siblings.
However, Yue Qing was used to it.
“Shuyao," Yue Xia asked Shuyao, "Does it look good?"
Jiang Shuyao energetically nodded. "Beautiful."
"Really~~~?!" Yue Xia's tone became 800 times more sincere. She grinned. "That's great!"
Yue Qing: "?"
It was the weekend. Yue Deliang and Li Meizhu were both home. Hearing the noise over here, they followed the sound and came over in confusion.
The number of people in the not-so-spacious room shot up. Jiang Shuyao became even more nervous, especially when she saw Yue Deliang's stern face. Even when he wasn't angry, he still looked intimidating. Her heartbeat sped up. "U-Uncle, Auntie, hi…"
Yue Deliang nodded, and Li Meizhu replied with a smile, "Good morning."
After exchanging greetings, the two parents looked at Yue Xia.
Yue Xia showed off like a little kid. "Shuyao made this for me."
They didn't speak and only gazed at her.
Jiang Shuyao squeezed her hand. Was something wrong? Did they think the dress was too revealing? Or, was the style not suitable? Did they… think it wasn't okay?
Two seconds later.
Li Meizhu rushed over and grabbed Yue Xia's hand. "Baby, why do you look so pretty today? Little Jiang, you're really too talented. Aiyo, let mom see…"
Yue Deliang silently gave two thumbs up. Nice!
The small room suddenly became noisy. Although Jiang Shuyao wasn't the one making the noise, she felt an unfamiliar warmth surging into her heart and wrapping around her cold limbs. She felt warmth spreading throughout her body.
At this lively moment, the lingering worries and gloom in her heart were briefly swept away. She stopped thinking about Shi Qingyin, about Lin Wan, about those nagging thoughts. Only one thought kept echoing in her mind. It seemed that she could… do something well.
Li Meizhu was still chattering away. "Look how cute your little belly is. You look so good. Go take photos with me. Shuyao, come with us."
Yue Deliang: "I'll take the photos for you."
Flattered, Jiang Shuyao slightly opened her mouth. "Ah, okay…"
Such a harmonious and lively atmosphere was so nice, so welcoming.
Just as Jiang Shuyao had that thought and turned around with a smile, a person with a low sense of existence appeared in her peripheral vision. This man looked out of place in this room.
Yue Qing, who was ignored by everyone, was silently standing in the corner. He seemed to want to join in the conversation, but kept failing. His expression gradually became calm and his gaze empty as if he was about to leave the world and become a monk. Noticing Jiang Shuyao's gaze, he slowly gave her a wry smile.
Haha, he was already used to it.
T/N: Sorry, got sidetrack with other stuff. Will make up September’s late parts next weekend.