100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in Chapter 52.3: She Belongs to Me And Me Alone (3)

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Watching as Ji Fanyin blissfully devoured a quarter of the Eggs Benedict in a single mouthful, Song Shiyu belatedly realized that he no longer confused Ji Fanyin for Ji Xinxin.

It was weird.

He used to fall for the illusion slyly crafted by Ji Fanyin, and it often left him frustrated how easily she was able to make a fool out of him. But now…

It has been like this since we spent Christmas together. Ji Fanyin’s gestures and voice are still identical to Ji Xinxin’s, but I am somehow able to subconsciously distinguish between the two of them now.

Along with that came the realization of just how little he knew about Ji Fanyin.

What does Ji Fanyin like? What does she hate? What does she do when not meeting with me? What usually goes through her mind? Is there some special reason why she used to like me? What was she thinking when she first accepted my offer to become Ji Xinxin’s substitute?

Song Shiyu knew none of the answers to those questions.

He desperately tried to fish the answers out of her, but no matter what he asked, all he heard were Ji Xinxin’s responses.

Ji Fanyin was sitting right in front of him, smiling gently at him. Yet, he felt like she was hidden beneath a layer of ice, existing in a domain beyond his reach…

No, that’s not it. The person sitting in front of me is ‘Ji Xinxin’.

When this thought flashed across Song Shiyu’s mind, he subconsciously clenched his fists tightly. He took a deep breath and tried his best to recall whatever he knew about Ji Fanyin.

He had known these two twin sisters for many years now, so surely he should be able to find something of use here.

“I remember that you used to…” Song Shiyu did manage to dig something up in the end. “… I mean, I heard that your big sister is good at studying. She’s able to grasp anything right away. Could the reason you frequent museums be to catch up with her?”

While chewing on her food, Ji Fanyin flashed Song Shiyu an embarrassed smile before slowly nodding her head.

Her smile was as impeccable as always, sweet and pure, but Song Shiyu felt

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