GL My Goddess Best Friend’s Seduction (H) - Chapter 45

After my period arrived, my hormone levels and energy gradually returned to normal. The blisters that had formed on my lips also healed completely.

But the cramps were still terrible. Mine were considered mild, yet I had a friend who needed to stay in bed for three days every time hers came.

Her pain was so intense that she could not even get up. She would roll around in bed in agony, and strangely enough, sitting on the floor seemed to help a little.

On Friday, I received an invitation from Jack of All Trades · Li Xian, asking if Si Jingnian and I could join an outing on Sunday. Some of Si Jingnian’s friends would also be attending.

I asked him why he was messaging me instead of asking Si Jingnian directly.

Jack of All Trades · Li Xian: What? You think I didn’t want to? She’s already turned me down so many times.

Jack of All Trades · Li Xian: Since you two are a couple now, I figured I’d try a new angle.

Peaceful New Year: Oh 0.0

Jack of All Trades · Li Xian: Hey, two of our friends are flying in from Guangdong just to join. Please convince her!

Peaceful New Year: Then I’ll send her. I don’t need to go, right?

I could not quite explain how I felt. I was conflicted. Part of me wanted to meet her friends, and part of me felt afraid.

Si Jingnian had already met almost all of my friends.

Jack of All Trades · Li Xian: No way. I already bragged in the group chat about being the matchmaker. I even promised you two would show up. Xiaoyu, please don’t embarrass me!

Jack of All Trades · Li Xian: Don’t you want to meet Jingnian’s friends? Don’t you want to know what she went through while she was abroad? There’s so much they can tell you.

I was intrigued. I really was curious about those years I had no part in. Of course I could ask Si Jingnian directly, but hearing it from her friends would be different from hearing her personal version.

Curiosity.

Jack of All Trades · Li Xian: Most importantly!!! Everyone is wondering if Boss Si really values romance over friendship!

Jack of All Trades · Li Xian: She never comes out, but if she does this time, hehehe…

Peaceful New Year: Are you trying to make me look bad? If she doesn’t go, it’s my fault. If she does go, you’ll say she chose love over friends.

Jack of All Trades · Li Xian: Spit spit spit, I take it back. Miss An Xiaoyu, please bring your other half to the gathering. We shall welcome you both with the highest respect.

Peaceful New Year: Hmph. Depends on my mood. You may go now.

If my interest in going had been at 50% before, it was now at 80%. I wanted to meet Si Jingnian’s friends. I wanted to know what she had experienced in those missing years. I also wanted to see if she really did prioritize romance over friendship…

That night, I had two evening classes, so by the time work ended it was already 7:45.

I pulled out my phone to call Si Jingnian.

An automated message told me she was on another call. I was not sure if I had heard the beep correctly, so I called again. Still the same.

I opened WeChat and was about to send a message saying “You’re on the phone?” when she messaged first.

Si Jingnian: On the phone?

Today’s emotional strike was the perfect synchronicity we shared.

We had both tried to call each other at the same time. She must have timed it with my schedule and called as soon as she thought I was done. That meant she had been watching the clock. Meanwhile, I had called her the moment I got off work…

Just imagining her counting the minutes until she could call me made my heart flutter.

Pressing a hand to my chest, I called her again. There were a lot of people waiting for the elevator, so I chose the stairs instead. The fifth floor wasn’t too high, and the stairwell would be quiet.

The motion sensor lights in the stairwell were unreliable, so it was quite dim. I turned on my phone flashlight.

She picked up. I greeted her cheerfully. “Guess who I was just on the phone with?”

I wanted to tease her.

“Jiang Yiyi?”

“Nope.”

“Cao Youyou?”

“Still wrong.”

“Your mom?”

“Wrong again. Jingnian, what’s going on? How can you not guess this?” She had endless patience. Even with my childish games, she went along without the slightest irritation.

“Okay, I’ll tell you… I was calling my lover. But she was calling me too. That’s why the line was busy…”

I stopped on purpose, holding my breath to hear her reaction.

I knew she would get it.

Sure enough, she didn’t disappoint. Through the speaker, I heard her soft laughter. It was full of warmth and affection.

If I had a tail, it would have been wagging.

“So I interrupted your call with your ‘lover,’ huh?” she said, pretending to be serious. She put heavy emphasis on the word.

“Exactly. You should hang up. I need to talk to my ‘lover’ for hours!” I mimicked her tone and played along.

I had just reached the second-floor landing.

Beep.

She hung up.

My hand froze mid-air, still holding the phone to my ear. What the heck? She really hung up? It was just a joke!

I stood there in shock.

Then, she appeared at the bottom of the stairs. Under the glow of the streetlight, her tall figure and well-defined features stood out. She stepped through the stairwell entrance, looking like a figure from a Renaissance painting. However, she did not resemble a submissive woman in the slightest. She looked composed, sharp, and independent.

I stared, mesmerized.

She called out, “Wife.”

Fireworks exploded in my mind. My knees buckled. I nearly tumbled down the stairs.

I caught myself on the railing.

She hurried up the steps and caught me just in time.

I collapsed into her arms.

Fresh air filled my lungs, bringing me back to life.

We sat together in the car.

I turned to her and asked, “What did you just call me?”

“Wife,” she said again. This time, she avoided my gaze, but her bright red earlobes betrayed her embarrassment.

“Why did you call me that?” I asked, feeling a bit more at ease knowing she was flustered too.

“You already accepted my proposal.”

I thought back to the day after we got together, when I had proposed. It was mostly because I had wanted to do that. Sure, I wanted to marry her, but the motivation had been far from pure.

Shame.

“That still doesn’t mean you can call me that!” I was happy to hear it, but it still gave me chills.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to face me. “You already slept with me. Are you trying to back out now?”

What was she even saying?

I remembered my white-knuckled grip on the bedsheets, her warm and persistent fingers… My cheeks turned red.

Also, who slept with whom?

And when did I say I wasn’t going to take responsibility?

“I never said I wouldn’t take responsibility!”

“I’m just not used to that title. Don’t call me that.”

“Okay.”

I looked at her and realized she was not angry at all. In fact, she was smiling.

She was teasing me.

So sneaky…

How had I not noticed how sneaky she could be?

Before, she had only occasionally teased me.

Now she was playing around with me on purpose?

Hmph.

I huffed in frustration and puffed out my cheeks.

I refused to look at her.

She buckled her seatbelt and started the car. “Let’s go home.”

“No!” I replied like a sulking middle schooler.

“Dessert?”

“No!”

“A movie, then…”

“No! You have to make it up to me!” I pouted like a spoiled heiress from a drama. Honestly, I wasn’t mad. It was a small thing. I never acted like this before.

But recently, I had become so dramatic.

“Miss An Xiaoyu, what can I do to win back your good graces?”

“Hmph hmph…” I thought about it. Then, inspiration struck. “Next time, let me be on top.”

In my head, I imagined her beneath me, and all sorts of naughty thoughts rushed in. I giggled to myself.

“Sure.”

Huh? I froze. That was way too easy.

Hmm. Could this be a trap?

I glanced over at her with suspicion. She continued driving calmly, her expression unreadable.

Maybe I could trust her?

Of course, I had no idea that what I meant by “on top” and what she meant were not the same at all.