Peach-Orange! – Chapter 633 – Qian Qing and Dongfang Yang’s “Tsundere” Love

“Chi Xiaocheng! Su Tao!”

Walking into the private room where only the two girls were, Dongfang Yang looked at them sitting intimately close together. He slowly took a deep breath through his nose and mouth, only to feel it get stuck in his chest.

Both girls turned their heads to look at him. It was Su Tao who spoke first, “Dongfang Yang, are you done with your work? Where’s Si Chen?”

“Hmm…” Dongfang Yang fell silent for a moment. “Si Chen will be up in a little while. Before that, there’s something I want to ask you two.”

Chi Xiaocheng also tilted her head, blinking her large eyes that were a fiery orange tinged with a hint of crimson.

Su Tao did the same, looking at Dongfang Yang without saying a word.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, yet he felt a bit afraid to ask.

Actually, it was just one sentence, very simple.

—Are you and Su Tao in a romantic relationship?

But often, the simpler and more straightforward the words, the harder they are to utter.

Probably because the answer had already formed in his heart.

But why was he afraid to ask?

Dongfang Yang lowered his head, quietly questioning his own heart.

What was he afraid of?

Afraid that Chi Xiaocheng didn’t actually like him?

Afraid that she and Su Tao were really together?

Afraid that all this time, he had just been reading too much into things?

It probably wasn’t like that.

Deep down, Dongfang Yang was clear-headed. He had favorable feelings towards Chi Xiaocheng, but they were far from the point of throwing himself into a river over unrequited love. Perhaps he just found her somewhat cute, found her smile healing, and felt relaxed around her.

But when the question reached the deepest part of his heart, Dongfang Yang suddenly realized.

Perhaps what he feared wasn’t those things.

It was whether he had ever been cared about by this little one.

Favorable feelings aren’t only those within a romantic relationship.

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Most of the time, Dongfang Yang regarded the two girls before him as little sisters.

He raised his hand, fluffing his bangs in his usual flashy manner, and asked clearly, “Chi Xiaocheng, Su Tao, you two… are you in a romantic relationship now?”

Upon hearing this, Chi Xiaocheng and Su Tao looked at each other and blinked.

Su Tao was the first to move, stepping in front of Chi Xiaocheng. She said seriously, “Dongfang Yang, although I see you as an older brother and am very grateful for all your help, when it comes to Xiaocheng, I won’t give her up to you!”

If Si Chen said he liked Chi Xiaocheng, Su Tao felt she could just put him in the refrigerator right away.

But the person in front of her was Dongfang Yang.

He was too straightforward.

She, Su Tao, couldn’t do such underhanded things. Even in fair competition, she wouldn’t give Xiaocheng up.

And the answer was already obvious.

The breath that had been stuck in his chest was gradually let out. Dongfang Yang himself wasn’t sure whether his mood should be bad or something else.

He sighed, “I didn’t expect what Si Chen said to be true. I always thought you two just had a simple sisterly bond.”

Well, there was still a hint of grievance in his words at having been kept in the dark for so long.

Chi Xiaocheng seemed to realize something and pulled Su Tao aside.

“That… Dongfang Yang, did I make you misunderstand?”

“A little bit. I always thought you liked me.”

Upon hearing this, Chi Xiaocheng immediately thought of the reason.

Before Dongfang Yang broke free from the influence of the World’s Will, for a long time, she had been going to Dongfang Yang daily to complete her daily tasks.

Getting a fixed amount of emotional value every day, unwavering, was really hard to resist.

However, she had overlooked her own cuteness.

Going out every day with her cute, makeup-free face, and during that period, Su Tao was a block of wood who wouldn’t compliment her cuteness or anything, so she naturally equated herself with ordinary people.

Unbeknownst to her, the lethal power of her every smile and frown was immeasurable.

“But,” Chi Xiaocheng changed her tone, speaking very seriously to Dongfang Yang, “although I made you misunderstand, Dongfang Yang, I have never disliked you, nor have I ever seen you as just a passerby or the like. You are still a very important existence to me.”

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Dongfang Yang was stunned. “Very important?”

“Yes!” The girl revealed a brilliant smile. “There are only two older brothers I acknowledge. One is Brother Chi Song, and the other is you, Dongfang Yang.”

Hearing this, an indescribable feeling welled up from the depths of his heart.

Dongfang Yang asked urgently, “What about Si Chen?”

If it was just about the help given to the two of them, Si Chen had contributed much more than he, Dongfang Yang, had.

Did Si Chen not count as a brother?

Unexpectedly, Chi Xiaocheng immediately adopted a slightly disdainful tone. “Si Chen has too many schemes up his sleeve, full of bad ideas.”

This time, even Su Tao nodded in agreement beside her.

At this point, the breath that had been stuck in his heart was finally completely let out.

Yes, what he had feared all along wasn’t that Chi Xiaocheng didn’t like him.

When it came down to it, who knew whether that favorable feeling was romantic liking or just the doting of an older brother towards a younger sister?

What he feared was that all his efforts up until now had not been acknowledged by Chi Xiaocheng and Su Tao.

To put it bluntly, he still lacked close friends he could confide in. As the young master of a prominent family, everyone around him was motivated by one word—benefit.

He was quite afraid that after things were laid bare, both Chi Xiaocheng and Su Tao would distance themselves from him.

And now.

He had raised two little sisters, had a tiny bit of favorable feelings towards both, but ended up with the two sisters getting together. What kind of situation was this!

At that moment, there was another knock on the door.

“Are you done talking? I’m late.”

It was Si Chen who entered. He found the atmosphere inside wasn’t as tense as he had imagined.

He came to Dongfang Yang’s side and winked at his good brother.

Dongfang Yang thought of Chi Xiaocheng’s evaluation of Si Chen.

With a proud look, he patted Si Chen on the shoulder. “Brother, try to have fewer bad ideas up your sleeve from now on.”

Si Chen: “???”

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Seeing that everyone was present, Chi Xiaocheng waved her hand. “Perfect. Regarding Luo Ying, let me tell you about her plans next and our countermeasures.”

Time flew by, and half an hour passed. While the internal discussion was still ongoing, Dongfang Yang was the first to open the door and walk out.

It wasn’t that he had something urgent to do; he realized his brain couldn’t quite keep up with Chi Xiaocheng and Si Chen’s train of thought.

Why not just arrest Luo Ying and interrogate her? And what’s with all these plans within plans within plans… How many layers are there? It’s enough to make one dizzy.

However, as soon as he walked down to the living room, he spotted a familiar figure. “Qian Qing? What are you doing here?”

Qian Qing had received a call from Si Chen earlier and rushed over. She was dressed in cool summer attire, showing off a pair of fair, slender long legs.

Standing at 1.75 meters tall, her long legs were indeed a lethal weapon.

However, Dongfang Yang only gave them a glance out of respect as a man, then shifted his gaze to the girl’s eyes.

“Right, there’s something I need your help with.”

Dongfang Yang’s eyebrows furrowed, turning serious.

Especially since when he spoke, he habitually looked directly into the other person’s eyes. Combined with his serious expression, Qian Qing immediately felt somewhat flustered.

She remembered what Si Chen had said before she came.

—Qian Qing, if possible, I suggest you come. Tonight, the misunderstanding between Dongfang Yang and Chi Xiaocheng will be cleared up. Also, his family is pressuring him to get married. If you really want to seize the opportunity, just come directly.

Qian Qing had always felt that she was completely unworthy of Dongfang Yang.

Coming would only be humiliating herself, and she couldn’t help share the pressure from his family either. It would only add more pressure on Dongfang Yang.

Liking someone is mutual; being together means sharing both joys and sorrows.

She believed she had the resolve to share hardships with Dongfang Yang, but without the capability, how could she be worthy of this man before her?

Perhaps she shouldn’t have paid so much attention to him before, then she wouldn’t have slowly fallen for him?

But…

Dongfang Yang’s gaze right now.

Qian Qing swallowed, her cheeks slightly flushed. “What is it? You… you say it…”

Could it be that Dongfang Yang actually likes me a bit too?

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Is he being so solemn now to confess?

Dongfang Yang took a deep breath. “Qian Qing…”

“Uh-huh…”

Dongfang Yang: “You… do you have any other close female friends? Those with personalities similar to yours are fine. Mainly honest ones, with a bit of a narrow-minded streak? My family is pressuring me to get married, and I don’t really know any girls with good all-around conditions.”

“Huh?”

Hearing Dongfang Yang’s belated words, all the shyness Qian Qing had mustered vanished.

She pointed at herself incredulously. “You want me to introduce other women to you? Don’t I count as a woman?”

Dongfang Yang paused, righteous and solemn. “Honestly, your conditions are quite good too, but I, Dongfang Yang, never force my friends, and I never put my friends in difficult positions!”

A melon forced off the vine isn’t sweet.

Qian Qing couldn’t help it and slapped Dongfang Yang on the head. “Are you a freaking idiot!”

Dongfang Yang pointed at Qian Qing in disbelief. “See, you’re scolding me again!”

“No, you, I…”

Qian Qing recalled what Si Chen had said. “You, Qian Qing, are just a tsundere. He, Dongfang Yang, is a straightforward, tsundere idiot.”

Now she understood.

She was so anxious she stomped her foot.

This… this block of wood!

She lifted her head and commanded Dongfang Yang, “Lower your head.”

“What are you doing?”

Dongfang Yang instead took a step back.

Qian Qing gritted her teeth, stepped forward, placed a foot on Dongfang Yang’s shoe, leaned in close, grabbed his tie, rose slightly on her tiptoes, and met his lips with her soft, warm ones.

“Mmph—!”

Perhaps, without taking the initiative, a story would never begin.