111. Name List

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YiHan blushed hard as he shimmied on the spot. "It's not that bad," he murmured. "Mom went out with Madam Chen and the others to the spa, the mall or something."

An "oh" escaped Yan Pei's mouth. Her eyes beamed at YiHan like two bright lightbulbs as she asked, "Say, why are you all alone today? Why didn't you leave the house with Mr Mu?"

"H-He has to attend a business meeting today," YiHan said after clearing his throat. A red flush tinted his ears. "He's not going to be at the office. Even if I go, there'd be nothing for me to do. So I didn't."

Her eyes scanned him up and down. At the sight of his unnatural sitting position and the hand sneakily massaging his waist, she let out a sly grin.

"I understand," she drawled. "You're not feeling well. Of course he couldn't bear to let you run around after him. I see, I see."

"I'm perfectly fine!" YiHan yelped, frazzled. He immediately snatched his hand away from his waist as if he were just burned. "That's nonsense!"

"Don't try to hide it from me," she shuffled closer and whispered into his ear. "You can't cheat my eyes. I could tell early on what's going on between you and Mr Mu."

"You..." YiHan's body froze as blood seeped from his face.

"Don't worry," she hurriedly added. "Let me tell you a secret. I'm a fujoshi. I really really support you guys. Really. Look into my eyes. They're so sincere." She blinked her two wide, lively eyes. They shimmered and shined.

"What's a fujoshi?" YiHan asked, confusion plastered all over his face.

"You don't know?" Yan Pei gasped in shock. She grabbed YiHan by the hand, looked up with a wide grin, and continued, "Sisters, I have been blessed. I've caught a pure and innocent...ahem...boy."

She looked back down at YiHan and opened her mouth to explain, then paused. She didn't think she could properly explain what it truly meant to be a "fujoshi". Thus, she took out her phone and, with a few swipes, she opened up her precious stash.

"Come, come," she said. "Look at this, YiHan. You'll know just what kind of group I hand out with."

YiHan leaned over to look at her phone. It was a comic, a rather dirty one.

"I see," YiHan said after briefly clearing his throat. "I know a lot of girls like this but I didn't know what the name was."

"That's it," she said with a gleeful slap to his shoulder. "There are so many gay couples nowadays and fujoshis are everywhere. We're bigger than you could've ever imagined. How could you not know? Say, why are you afraid of coming out of the closet? Are your parents against it?"

"I don't know if they'll agree to it," YiHan replied with downcast eyes. "I don't want to hurt them. I'll bring it up to them sometime later."

"True," she agreed, nodding. "There are still a lot of people who can't accept it, especially the older generation. Just like my uncle and grandfather. They're still against my brother's relationship. There was even a big fight. My brother stayed strong though. It's why they got married. They don't come to the family mansion much anymore. You should go slow with something like this."

"Your brother is an independent and decisive man," YiHan moaned. "Unlike me. I still don't know how I'll tell them."

"My brother definitely is a decisive one," she pouted. "He's also a schemer. He came out of the closet, got beaten up by my uncle and dragged his injured body over to his lover's bookshop. Zhang-ge fell for his ruse. That's the only reason my brother nabbed himself a lover."

YiHan recalled the brief glimpses he had of Yan Hui. No matter what, he couldn't imagine the ever stern and refined Yan Hui he knew acting pitiful.

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