Chapter 4641 — Are You Disappointed?
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"Then what are you?" Ning Xuefei asked, slanting a teasing glance at her.
"I just saw how the two of you kept fretting over our little junior brother, so I thought I'd say a few things about him to satisfy your cravings!" Shangguan Lan'er rolled her eyes and tilted her head back.
"Fretting? Don't lump me together with Jingjing, all right? I only ask about him now and then." Ning Xuefei instantly flushed bright red. Han Jingyi was Wei Zhao's confidante, so it was perfectly natural for her to pine after him—but Xuefei herself merely felt favorably disposed toward him, nowhere near that level.
"Oh... I thought you were just like Jingjing. So you're not, after all. Then why do you ask about him every few days, Feifei?" Shangguan Lan'er drawled, her tone thick with mischief.
"I do not ask every few days! Lan'er, stop making things up!" Ning Xuefei retorted, red-faced. Then she noticed that Wei Zhao's gaze on her had turned a little odd, and a wave of panic seized her. She hastily changed the subject: "Never mind me, Lan'er—think about your own problems first, hehe!"
"My own problems? What problems could I possibly have?" Shangguan Lan'er spread her hands dismissively.
"You're so slow on the uptake, Lan'er. Before, Wei Zhao didn't know about Jingjing, so you could be with him every day. But now that he's found his confidante from the mortal realm, aren't you terribly disappointed?" Ning Xuefei shot back, her voice thick with teasing.
"Why would I be disappointed?" Shangguan Lan'er looked at Ning Xuefei in confusion, then at Wei Zhao and Han Jingyi. She was utterly bewildered.
"Still don't get it? Because now you can't be with Wei Zhao anymore, since he has Jingjing!" Ning Xuefei pursed her lips and gestured toward Wei Zhao and Han Jingyi, who, though no longer in each other's arms, were still pressed close together, thick as lacquer.
"Who says I can't! Little junior brother doesn't only have Jingjing. He has Sister Xiaotao too, and he has confidantes on Central Island as well—more than one, in fact..." Shangguan Lan'er could rattle off every last detail. After all, Wei Zhao had never hidden anything from her; he had told her all about Tianchan and Xueli on Central Island.
"What? On Central Island too, and more than one?" Ning Xuefei glanced at Wei Zhao in astonishment, her eyes turning rather strange. This was the first she had heard of it.
"What's so surprising about that! You think everyone's like your West Island with its feminism? On our North Island, male cultivators are the ones in charge—three wives and four concubines is perfectly normal..." Shangguan Lan'er's face suddenly reddened. Catching herself, she said, "Ah, why am I even telling you this! Don't get the wrong idea, all of you. I was just explaining, that's all—I wasn't trying to be 'that way' with little junior brother..."
"Hahaha, Lan'er, you're practically confessing on your own—you're too adorable!" Ning Xuefei burst out laughing, her mischievous gaze darting back and forth between Shangguan Lan'er, Han Jingyi, and Wei Zhao.
Her mother often said she was thick-skinned and slow, not at all as delicate as other girls. But compared with her two best friends, Shangguan Lan'er and Han Jingyi, she considered herself quite normal.
Wei Zhao had no idea what to say to all this; he could only stand to one side with an awkward, apologetic smile. Shangguan Lan'er, meanwhile, instinctively looked toward Han Jingyi. Seeing her smiling along, lips pressed together, not the least bit displeased, Lan'er felt inexplicably relieved. She muttered to herself that this feeling was truly strange.