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Chapter 175: Uncanny Resemblance

“I believe everyone has their unique charm; you have yours while my sister has hers. Besides, nobody can beat the daughter of the Fu family.” He smirked before continuing, “Or should I say, that you could possibly be afraid to let yourself indulge in my brotherly love and become the spoiled brat that you so very despise?”

Shen Xi was pleasantly surprised by the comeback and burst out laughing. “It’s a win-win situation for me to be your sister, Mr. Fu. Since you insist, I’ll give in even if it means to just be a substitute.”

Is there anything better than this in the world?

The second young master of the Fu family went through the trouble of asking her to be his sister time and again. Shen Xi thought it would be inexcusable to refuse again.

The Su family had always wanted to rub shoulders with the Fu family, yet the latter would not even bat an eye. If they learned that Fu Qingye had insisted Shen Xi to be his sister, their rage would be through the roof.

As Jing Yu waited in a corner, he watched the duo bantered in a battle of wits. There were not many rounds and none lasted long, but each round was exhilarating.

This was especially thrilling when they were throwing verbal jabs at each other, and with each minute expression and the smallest of gestures, both of them bore an uncanny resemblance!

The usually courteous young master only came up with such an extreme measure to tear down her fa?ade because he understood that Ms. Shen would not accept his kindness easily.

She has built walls around her after suffering under the hands of the Su family. So, Fu Qingye figured that this was the only way she would agree to be his sister.

“I have quite a nifty network of contacts and resources. I will get someone to look for your foster parents’ son,” he said as his eyes flashed with loneliness.

Shen Xi caught onto that and she comforted him. “Mr. Fu, don’t worry. Your sister will be found sooner or later.”

It would be a discourtesy to say that the Fu family had a small network. With Fu Qingye’s help, Shen Xi was convinced that it would not be long till they learned of Brother’s whereabouts.

“Mr. Fu?” Fu Qingye asked.

“Brother Fu.” Shen Xi cleverly replied.

“Brother,” he corrected earnestly.

“Brother,” she echoed with a smile.

“Sister,” he said as he beamed in delight.

Jing Yu examined the pair and he thought again that both of them looked too much alike.

If Shen Xi was not the daughter of the Su family, he would have undoubtedly mistaken her for the Fu family’s long-lost young lady.

He now understood that not all children took after their parents. It must have taken the Su ancestors to have done plenty of good deeds to have a daughter like Ms. Shen; considering the horrible personalities the Su and Li families had.

Ms. Shen was the exception though, so was the missus at home.

Young Master Qingye’s heart went out to her because both Shen Xi and the missus’ looks and experiences were similar to a T.

Shen Xi kept her words. Not only did she become his sister, she also became Fu Qingye’s tour guide and showed him around Ocean City.

Ocean City’s Rolling Feast was the city’s most well-known restaurant. Set up in a garden style, the place presented a serene and charming atmosphere; complete with a mini bridge, running waters, a lake, and a pavilion.

Shen Xi walked to the pond with the artificial hill to watch koi swimming around as she waited for Fu Qingye.

While that happened, a group of smartly dressed elites entered the restaurant bearing chatters and waves of laughter.

“Everyone, please come in,” the restaurant manager cordially welcomed the guests into the restaurant.

Piqued by the sudden uproar at the entrance, Shen Xi turned to look at where the noise was coming from. She immediately recognized the idiot at the center of the crowd was none other than Su Muxuan.

Su Muxuan entered the restaurant to find Shen Xi kneeling by the pond doing God knows what.

With a sudden switch from jolly to a steely expression, he said, “Mr. Li, do you allow every riff-raff into your Rolling Feast?”