In fact, Lin Ting saw through everything very clearly.
Even her monthly allowance was controlled by her sister, so it was obvious what kind of life Song Xinyu had lived in that family before.
Rather than saying that she had emptied half of her sister’s room, it was more accurate to say that she had taken back what originally belonged to her.
It was quite interesting, so he even gave it a like.
As for the nickname “Xiao Tingting.” it was a bit greasy.
But it sounded slightly better than “Cannon Fodder.”
…He temporarily allowed it.
On the other side, when Song Xinyan saw that Song Xinyu had acted first and gained the upper hand, she was so angry that she threw her phone onto the bed and almost couldn’t breathe properly.
Then the phone vibrated.
It was a message from Ji Mu: “Xiao Yan, it’s my birthday at the end of the month. Remember to come.”
Young Master Ji’s birthday—she already knew about it. She attended every year.
However, because Ji Mu admired her and disliked Song Xinyu because of it, Song Xinyu had never been invited to his birthday banquet before.
On the second day of living in Lin Ting’s residence, Song Xinyu received an invitation from the Ji Family.
It clearly stated both Lin Ting and Song Xinyu’s names, inviting them to attend Young Master Ji’s birthday banquet together.
The Ji Family’s eldest young master was someone Song Xinyu had some impression of.
He was famously gentle, refined, and well-liked in their social circle.
Because of that, every one of his birthday banquets was highly sought after.
However, she, Song Xinyu, had never once been invited by him.
Everyone said he was a man of pure character, naturally unwilling to invite people with reputations that were difficult to describe.
She remembered once being brought there by her sister, only to be directly kicked out by Ji Mu’s butler.
In short, that incident had caused quite a stir. In the end, it was Song Xinyu who left in disgrace, and that night the entire upper-class circle mocked her for overestimating herself.
Lin Ting had just come home from work when he saw Song Xinyu standing at the doorway studying an invitation. He glanced at it—it was Ji Mu’s birthday invitation.
“I don’t have time. Do you want to go?” Lin Ting considered whether he should ask Assistant Xi to push back work and accompany her.
However, Song Xinyu shook her head. “I don’t want to go.”
【Who doesn’t know that idiot Ji Mu has been secretly in love with Song Xinyan for years? He’s the deeply affectionate second male lead type… basically a loyal simp……】
Lin Ting: I actually didn’t know that.
It was not surprising that Lin Ting was unaware. He was a workaholic who focused entirely on business and rarely discussed romantic matters with those wealthy young heirs.
Moreover, Ji Mu knew that Song Xinyan was engaged to Lin Ting and did not want to disrupt her marriage, so he only silently protected her. As a result, very few people knew his true feelings.
But anyone observant could still notice the clues.
At every Ji Mu birthday banquet, he would invite Song Xinyan to perform Chopin’s “Nocturne.” and he would even hire a world-class music team to accompany her, making her reputation shine in high society. Thus, the “top socialite” status was established in this way.
Ji Mu had gone to great lengths to create highlight moments for Song Xinyan—he had truly suffered for it.
Then the question was:
The more he liked Song Xinyan, the more he seemed to dislike her younger sister.
In any case, she had never even managed to squeeze through the doorway of that birthday banquet.
Yet this time, an invitation was actually sent to her?
【Ji Mu can’t possibly have any good intentions……】
Without hesitation, Song Xinyu threw the invitation into the trash bin in an arcing motion.
She then looked at Lin Ting. “Why did you come back so early?”
【And why aren’t you living at the company? Why do you come home every day?!】
Lin Ting felt slightly displeased upon hearing this. “You don’t like me coming back?”
“Of course not.”
【What are you even coming back for? I’m more comfortable alone anyway】
Lin Ting sat down on the sofa. “Did you forget our arrangement?”
“I know. You’re supposed to pretend to fall in love with me, right.”
【So you coming home every day to see me actually makes sense now.】
Song Xinyu also lay down on the sofa.
Compared to Lin Ting’s proper posture, she was completely relaxed.
That relaxed aura seemed contagious, and even Lin Ting could not help but loosen up slightly.
He leaned sideways a little—indeed, it felt quite comfortable.
One must know that he had rarely allowed himself to relax like this before.
Then he heard Song Xinyu’s inner voice: 【But seriously… don’t you think this is kind of awkward? Why don’t you just go back to your study and work? After all, work is your true love……】
Just as he had finally relaxed for a moment, Lin Ting immediately stood up again and prepared to head to the study.
Then he paused—she did not know that he could hear her thoughts.
“If you’re bored, do you want to go out for a walk?”
“Huh?” Song Xinyu was stunned. She had not expected Lin Ting to take the initiative at all.
She had thought it was just an act for those people to see.