Chapter 3705 — A Promise Between the Two: Better to Bide One's Time Than to Tip One's Hand
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Shangguan Lan'er could not help feeling rather disappointed. Even Wei Zhao and Little Curly Bear themselves could not tell who the real culprit was; and though she was willing enough to stand up for Little Curly Bear, she had no idea whom to take her anger out on.
She eyed Wei Zhao twice, then suddenly her lips curved upward. "Seeing as you once saved Little Bai, I've decided to acknowledge you as my junior brother! From now on, don't go calling me 'young lady'—call me Little Senior Sister, understand?"
"Huh? Little Senior Sister?" Wei Zhao was struck dumb, and he studied Shangguan Lan'er with a most peculiar expression.
"Of course! I entered the sect before you did, so by the rules, shouldn't you be calling me Little Senior Sister?" Shangguan Lan'er shot him a glare of feigned ferocity, then said with a face full of smugness, "Come on, Wei Zhao, my dear little junior brother—say it once and let me hear it!"
Good heavens! This girl truly does whatever pops into her head!
Wei Zhao was speechless, but there was no faulting her logic, so he steeled himself and said, "L-Little Senior Sister."
Shangguan Lan'er broke into a radiant smile, then put on a grave, elder-sounding air. "That's a good boy. From now on, if you run into any trouble, come to me, understand? Your Little Senior Sister will stand up for you!"
Wei Zhao could only roll his eyes furiously. If a grown man like him truly sank to the point of needing a little girl to shelter him, then all these years of his would have been lived in vain—yet he could hardly contradict her to her face, so he simply nodded obediently and murmured his assent.
Strictly speaking, though, this Little Senior Sister's background was impossibly deep; her backing was far sturdier even than Xu Lingchong's, and she was in truth a rare and mighty thigh to cling to—one that might well prove useful in days to come.
With a natural bond like Little Curly Bear between them, after chatting and joking for a while, their relationship had imperceptibly drawn much closer. Shangguan Lan'er's status was peculiar, after all; apart from Little Curly Bear, she had scarcely a single true friend. Everyone else either kept a respectful distance from her or, like Xu Lingchong and his sort, harbored ulterior motives—true friendship was simply out of the question.
Today, however, she had found in Wei Zhao the feeling of a friend: no special designs, no flattery, just easy, comfortable talk of everything under the sun, utterly unrestrained. It felt genuinely wonderful!
Naturally, Shangguan Lan'er's fondness for Wei Zhao began to soar, and that little bit of hostility from the beginning had long since vanished into thin air.
Wei Zhao laughed inwardly. If Meng Jueming and his lot ever learned of this, he wondered whether they would cough up a mouthful of old blood and drop dead on the spot—their scheme had not only failed to sow discord, it had drawn the two of them a step closer. Truly, they had gone out for wool and come home shorn!
Seeing the sky deepening toward dusk, just before they parted, Wei Zhao suddenly spoke. "Little Senior Sister, I have a request."
"Just say it! Your Little Senior Sister will surely help you!" Shangguan Lan'er waved a small hand with heroic generosity.
Wei Zhao weighed the matter a moment, then said, "In front of others from now on, could you deliberately put on a show of despising me?"
"Why would I do that?" Shangguan Lan'er was struck dumb. Anyone else would have been falling over themselves to get close to her.
Wei Zhao smiled faintly. "Let me keep you in suspense for now. When the time comes, I'll tell you the whole story."
Shangguan Lan'er was, after all, a young girl at heart; seeing Wei Zhao look so mysterious, her interest was roused at once. "All right then! A favor for my little junior brother—your Little Senior Sister will surely help!"