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Yan Ming cast one final warning glance at Yu Tian, ensuring she would behave herself, before rising to open the door and ushering in the visitor.

Yu Tian finally understood that the “special reasons” Yan Ming had referred to were not about seeking his father’s attention but stemmed from this unexpected situation instead.

The woman outside was clearly dressed up—her makeup impeccable, her outfit stylish and figure-hugging but likely uncomfortable, paired with a Hermès bag. She carried a bouquet of flowers for visiting patients and a small basket of imported fruits as she gracefully stepped inside.

She was a delicate-looking girl with an air of refinement. Upon seeing Yan Ming, she seemed momentarily stunned, then blushed, her words stumbling awkwardly: “You look much better than I expected.”

Yan Ming accepted the flowers and fruit, offering a brief thank-you before repeating his earlier excuse: “I’m sorry to inconvenience you with my illness at such an inopportune time, Miss Gao.”

Miss Gao—Gao Mei—smiled faintly and then noticed Yu Tian sitting at the dining table not far away. “Who is this?”

Before Yan Ming could respond, Yu Tian jumped in, introducing herself: “Hello, Sister! I’m Yu Tian, Yan Ming’s sister. I came to check on my brother’s condition.”

Gao Mei smiled and attempted to express concern for Yan Ming’s health, engaging him in conversation.

Yan Ming was polite, answering her questions when asked, but he remained taciturn, never initiating new topics. His responses to Gao Mei were concise and to the point.

Gao Mei’s father was a business partner of Yan Wenhua’s. She had been smitten with Yan Ming after catching a glimpse of him at a gathering, though he had left early to rush back to the hospital for surgery.

Since then, Gao Mei had harbored feelings for Yan Ming.

This blind date opportunity had only come about after much persuasion from Gao Mei, convincing her father to arrange it through Yan Wenhua.

But Gao Mei wasn’t naive. She could tell that Yan Ming had no plans for romance, let alone marriage and children.

After all, becoming a chief physician at just twenty-eight years old certainly marked him as someone with a bright future ahead.

The blind date had originally been scheduled much earlier, but due to Yan Ming’s demanding schedule at the hospital, it had been postponed repeatedly. This time, he had taken a day off, reportedly under strict orders from Yan Wenhua, only for Yan Ming to suddenly claim he was ill just before the meeting.

Gao Mei knew this was likely a polite rejection, but unwilling to give up, she obtained Yan Ming’s address and rushed over despite barely knowing him.

Upon first meeting Yu Tian in the house, Gao Mei felt a surge of hostility.

Yu Tian was stunningly beautiful—words like “bright eyes and white teeth” didn’t do her justice. Even without makeup, her lips were naturally flushed, as if painted with a seductive lipstick shade.

Could it be that Yan Ming’s claim of focusing on his career was a lie, and he already had someone special in mind?

Fortunately, the girl across from her quickly dispelled Gao Mei’s suspicions with just a few sentences.

“I’ll go pour you a glass of water.”

While Yan Ming went to the kitchen to fetch water, Gao Mei decided to approach Yu Tian first.

“So you’re Yan Ming’s sister? No wonder you’re so beautiful—it must run in your family’s genes.”

Yu Tian’s smile was tinged with guilt.

However, Gao Mei didn’t seem to notice. Her focus remained on Yan Ming: “Your brother isn’t actually sick, is he?”

Yu Tian couldn’t gauge the relationship between Gao Mei and Yan Ming, but since this was a blind date, there were likely some sensitive dynamics to navigate.

Almost instinctively, she began defending Yan Ming: “No, Sister, my brother really is sick. He just doesn’t look it on the surface.”

Gao Mei bit her lip. “He truly doesn’t appear sick—he looks perfectly fine. But Yan Wenhua said he was too ill to meet me…”

Yu Tian had no choice but to fabricate further: “Some people have weaker constitutions and often appear frail even when they’re not visibly unwell. My brother may seem okay now, but it could just be him putting on a brave face despite being at his limit.”

Yu Tian forced a smile. “After all, as a man, he probably wants to appear strong and healthy in front of you.”

Gao Mei’s voice grew plaintive: “But I don’t care about any of that! If he’s not seriously ill, he could have met me…”

Wasn’t Yan Ming supposed to be fetching water?

Why hadn’t he returned from the kitchen yet?

Yu Tian hadn’t expected Gao Mei to press for answers, so she resorted to desperate improvisation: “He has acute gastroenteritis, you see. It’s a rather embarrassing condition—on the surface, he looks fine, but he frequently needs to use the restroom, which can lead to misunderstandings.”

Yu Tian silently prayed that Gao Mei wouldn’t ask further.

Unfortunately, Gao Mei pressed on, her eyes wide: “Misunderstandings about what?”

“Uh…” Yu Tian felt her vocabulary dwindling. “Acute gastroenteritis can cause vomiting and diarrhea, frequent trips to the restroom… People might mistakenly think he has prostate issues, which would be a huge humiliation for a man…”

“…”

Gao Mei’s expression shifted to one of surprise and newfound understanding.

Thankfully, this seemed to dissuade her from probing further. Recalling something, she pulled out her phone: “Let’s exchange WeChat contacts. Your brother’s WeChat…”

Yu Tian had just scanned Gao Mei’s QR code when she heard the latter’s next sentence and nearly froze in panic.

Gao Mei wasn’t planning to ask for Yan Ming’s WeChat, was she?

Yu Tian didn’t have it!

But now, playing the role of Yan Ming’s sister…

Yu Tian’s survival instincts kicked in: “My brother is very reserved and busy with work, so he rarely chats with anyone. He generally doesn’t add unfamiliar women on WeChat.”

She corrected herself: “Actually, he doesn’t add just any woman. So I wouldn’t dare give you his WeChat without permission—I’m afraid he’d get mad at me…”

This part, at least, wasn’t a lie. After all, she had asked him twice for his WeChat, and he still hadn’t given it to her.

Gao Mei paused, then smiled shyly: “Oh… I already have your brother’s WeChat. I asked him for it before. I just meant that while I have his contact, I don’t have yours yet. Let’s exchange information…”

“…”

Yu Tian replied flatly: “How many times did you have to request before he added you?”

Gao Mei, unsuspecting, answered casually: “Huh? Just once. He accepted right away.”

“…”

Yu Tian had just finished exchanging WeChat info with Gao Mei when Gao Mei’s phone suddenly rang. She excused herself to take the call farther away.

The living room was left with just Yu Tian.

Not long after, Yan Ming emerged from the kitchen, carrying a tray of hot tea.

As soon as he arrived, Yu Tian turned to him almost immediately. With Gao Mei out of earshot, she couldn’t hold back any longer and teasingly remarked: “Brother Yan Ming, you accepted Gao Mei’s friend request after just one try? Then why do some girls have to beg you twice and still get rejected?”

Yan Ming glanced at Yu Tian. “Because some people are quieter and won’t bother me unnecessarily after adding me, while others are excessively noisy.”

“…”

Yan Ming’s piercing gaze settled on Yu Tian. “You do the math. How many sentences has she spoken to me since entering the house? And how many have you spoken to me?”

Yu Tian struggled to refute him but still muttered defensively: “Well, consider it this way—maybe we just have more common topics? Look, it’s not like I’ve been the only one talking. If you ignored me completely, I’d definitely quiet down after a few sentences…”

“…”

However, this was the perfect moment to strike while the iron was hot.

Yu Tian pulled out her phone. “Add me.”

She smirked mischievously at Yan Ming. “Shouldn’t a sister at least have her own brother’s WeChat?”

“Right? Brother Yan Ming.”

“…”

Gao Mei soon returned after finishing her call. Seeing Yan Ming back, she naturally wanted to chat with him.

Unfortunately, with three people now in the room, the atmosphere grew strangely silent.

Gao Mei tried to bring up a few topics, but Yan Ming’s responses left her with nothing to say.

Seeing Gao Mei’s discomfort, Yu Tian felt a pang of sympathy and tried to ease the awkwardness: “Sister Gao Mei, you even brought flowers and fruit for my brother. Thank you so much for coming all this way.”

Gao Mei smiled gratefully and stole a glance at Yan Ming: “I heard your brother was sick, so I was worried. In my haste, I rushed over without knowing you were here too.”

Not wanting to appear overly eager or invested in this blind date, Gao Mei self-consciously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She glanced at Yan Ming: “I didn’t have any specific plans when I came—I just happened to pass by. Seeing that you’re alright and that Yu Tian is here, I can rest assured.”

“Mm. Thank you,” Yan Ming nodded, then turned to Yu Tian. “Since you’re leaving soon, my sister can leave with you. You two can head out together.”

Before Yu Tian could fully bask in the joy of being called “sister,” she found herself bewildered by the second half of Yan Ming’s statement, raising her head in confusion.

Gao Mei was equally perplexed: “Leave? When did I say I was leaving?”

Yan Ming took a sip of tea and chuckled softly. “Didn’t you say you had something to do and just stopped by on your way? Then you must have other important matters to attend to. My condition isn’t serious—just a matter of eating light and replenishing electrolytes. You should go ahead with your plans; don’t let me delay you.”

“...”

By the time Yan Ming escorted them all the way to the underground parking garage and saw Gao Mei off in her car, Yu Tian was still somewhat dazed.

So was Gao Mei.

Yu Tian had originally intended to leave on her own, but since their destinations were along the same route, Gao Mei insisted on driving her home.

Thus, what was supposed to be a blind date ended up with Yu Tian and Gao Mei sitting awkwardly in the car, staring at each other.

However, Gao Mei wasn’t easily discouraged by this setback. She quickly regained her composure and tried to use Yu Tian as a bridge to get closer to Yan Ming’s heart.

“Your brother must have many girls chasing after him, right? What kind of girl does he like?”

Yu Tian knew this one!

She answered honestly: “He likes quiet ones.”

Definitely not someone as noisy and talkative as herself.

Gao Mei nodded thoughtfully: “So does he also enjoy quieter activities in his free time?”

“Probably…”

“What does he do when he has free time?”

Quiet activities? What kinds of quiet activities were there…?

Yu Tian’s mind felt rusty, but Gao Mei’s questions kept coming one after another—

“What’s his favorite color?”

“What kind of food does he like to eat?”

“Do you know what size clothes he wears?”

“Does he have any favorite brands?”

Yu Tian had always prided herself on being a mini-encyclopedia about Yan Ming, her idol.

If Gao Mei had asked about Yan Ming’s resume, Yu Tian could undoubtedly recite it backward without hesitation, especially the highlights of Yan Ming’s life. She might even know them better than Yan Ming himself.

But when it came to these questions, Yu Tian realized she didn’t actually know Yan Ming as well as she thought.

She couldn’t bring herself to fabricate answers to deceive Gao Mei, so she simply shook her head honestly.

“To be honest... I don’t really know my brother that well.” Yu Tian carefully chose her words. “You know, after adolescence, brothers and sisters don’t usually hang out much. Although we are... siblings, we’re not blood-related, so our relationship isn’t as close as you might think…”

“Really?” Gao Mei frowned, looking puzzled. “But I feel like he’s very close to you.”

“I noticed he often looks at you unconsciously.”

Gao Mei continued, confused: “Especially when you’re talking—he’ll glance at you. It’s not very obvious, but I tend to observe things carefully, so I noticed.”

Then her tone turned slightly disheartened: “But when I’m talking, he doesn’t look at me.”

She encouraged Yu Tian: “Maybe you haven’t noticed, but your brother values you more than you think.”

Gao Mei concluded: “In short, I think you’re very important to him as his sister. He definitely cares about you.”

She hinted subtly: “So if you say something, I think Yan Ming will listen.”

After dropping Yu Tian off at the entrance of her neighborhood, Gao Mei held her hand: “Sister Yu Tian, I truly fell for your brother at first sight. I know he’s resistant to blind dates and doesn’t see me in that way yet, but I’m not someone who gives up easily. Please help me find out about his hobbies and daily life.”

Although Yu Tian wanted to help, she felt powerless. She wanted to say that this “sister” of his—she blushed at the thought—had only recently managed to add Yan Ming on WeChat, and even then, only after much persistence...

“Sister Gao Mei, my brother has a cold personality and is very firm. I…”

But Gao Mei was confident: “Then just cling to him. I think if it’s you, your brother won’t refuse. He can’t bear to be harsh with you. Help me think of ways to pursue him.”

She winked at Yu Tian: “Trust me.”

“…”

Yu Tian found it hard to believe this would work.

When Yu Tian got home, she gave Song Chunxiang a brief summary of what happened today, leaving out unnecessary details to reassure Yan Wenhua, then retreated to her room and collapsed onto her bed.

Gao Mei’s words still echoed in her mind.

Yan Ming often looked at her unconsciously?

Really?

Though Yan Ming was her idol, Yu Tian wasn’t naive. As the daughter of a potential remarriage candidate for Yan Ming’s father, she didn’t think Yan Ming particularly liked her…

So why did he look at her? Was it to scrutinize her for flaws and defects?

At this thought, Yu Tian opened her phone.

Yan Ming’s WeChat profile picture wasn’t of him—it was a scenic photo from somewhere unknown. His WeChat name was as concise as his personality.

One character—【言】(Yan).

Yu Tian clicked on the hard-earned WeChat contact. Staring at the chat interface displaying “You’ve added Yan. You can now start chatting,” she couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of satisfaction.

She had finally added Yan Ming on WeChat.

Having stayed up late editing video footage these past two days and waking up early that morning, Yu Tian was already feeling sleepy despite it only being afternoon. On the soft mattress, she soon drifted off to sleep.

When she woke up again, it was almost dark.

Her WeChat was flooded with messages from Qi Sihao, asking what she’d been up to today.

Still groggy, Yu Tian lazily replied with a few sentences about what happened, then nearly dozed off again.

Yu Tian rarely chatted with people, and because typing was inconvenient due to her injured hand, aside from Qi Sihao, almost no one contacted her during this period.

As expected, moments later, her phone buzzed with Qi Sihao’s replies.

[Qi Sihao Super Nice]: Yan Ming still needs to go on blind dates?!

[Qi Sihao Super Nice]: But I think the beautiful woman you mentioned probably doesn’t stand a chance. Men are visual creatures—if they don’t feel a spark at first sight, trying to build feelings over time is tough! Like how I feel about the girl I fell for at first sight…

Yu Tian barely had time to read the first two lines before Qi Sihao bombarded her with countless more messages, making her dizzy.

Though still sleepy, remembering Gao Mei’s request, Yu Tian lazily tapped on the new notifications. Without fully opening her eyes, she sent a voice message in a daze—

“So what advice do you have for pursuing a man like Yan Ming?”

After sending the voice message, Yu Tian didn’t wait for Qi Sihao’s reply but contentedly closed her eyes for another ten-minute nap.

Ten minutes was more than enough time for an expert like Qi Sihao to unleash a torrent of theories.

Sure enough, when Yu Tian finally woke up refreshed, her phone screen was already flooded with unread messages from Qi Sihao.

But amidst them, there was a message from Yan Ming?

Yu Tian suddenly felt a wave of nervousness.

She ignored Qi Sihao’s messages and immediately opened Yan Ming’s instead.

And that’s when she noticed the issue.

Her chat with Yan Ming no longer showed the previous “You’ve added Yan. You can now start chatting.” Instead…

Yu Tian stared blankly at the chat window, her scalp tingling.

There, ten minutes earlier, Yan Ming had sent her a message asking if she had arrived home safely.

And shortly after his message, she had sent him a voice message.

Like a zombie, Yu Tian clicked the play button on the voice message, and her own drowsy, lazy, almost flirtatious voice played back—

“So what advice do you have for pursuing a man like Yan Ming?”

It was far too late to recall the message.

And Yan Ming had already seen and heard it.

Because he replied—

“For a man like Yan Ming, my advice is: don’t pursue him.”