Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 457 - 457 453 Concealment

457: Chapter 453: Concealment 457: Chapter 453: Concealment Nervously watching Ye Fan leave, Mo Xiaoyan closed the door and leaned against it with a long sigh of relief.

“I lost big this time!” she muttered under her breath, cursing softly, “That was too easy on him.

Hmph, if he dares to be so fierce to me again, I’ll never pay him any attention!”

While muttering and scolding, she felt her face heat up, and when she looked in the full-length mirror inside the fitting room, she indeed saw her pretty face flushed and her hair and clothes somewhat disheveled.

She quickly took deep breaths to calm her racing heart and then straightened her hair and clothes to avoid leaving any traces.

Soon, she tidied herself up and walked out of the fitting room.

Arriving at Lu Xiaoman’s fitting room, Mo Xiaoyan knocked and called out, “Sister, sister, are you there?”

“I am.

Hang on a moment,” Lu Xiaoman responded from inside.

She was trying on the third outfit after changing out of her second.

When she had come out after changing the second time, she didn’t see Ye Fan.

She stood in front of the full-length mirror for a couple of minutes and still didn’t see him, guessing he might have gone to the restroom.

Since Mo Xiaoyan also hadn’t come out in new clothes, she picked a third new outfit to try on.

About two minutes later, Lu Xiaoman opened the door and, seeing Mo Xiaoyan standing at the threshold, asked, “Sister, what’s wrong?”

“Sister, Brother-in-law didn’t notice you just now, did he?” Mo Xiaoyan asked deliberately.

Lu Xiaoman shook her head slightly, “No, he wasn’t around when I came out in the second outfit.”

“Oh, he didn’t notice me either, hehe,” Mo Xiaoyan laughed smugly.

After a pause, Lu Xiaoman said, “Sister, since Ye Fan hasn’t noticed yet, let’s not impersonate each other anymore.”

“I haven’t had enough fun yet,” Mo Xiaoyan said as though reluctant to stop.

She had actually wanted to stop the impersonation, for if Ye Fan were to discover that she was faking earlier, that could have serious consequences.

Thus, after a pause, she pretended to be disappointed and said, “Alright, let’s switch back.

Later, we must never mention anything that happened just now, lest our sneaky brother-in-law gets suspicious and starts scolding me again.”

“Hehe, don’t worry, I won’t tell,” Lu Xiaoman said with a smile.

Next, Mo Xiaoyan entered the fitting room, and the two switched their clothes and accessories like phones and purses.

After changing, when they were ready to leave the fitting room, Mo Xiaoyan told Lu Xiaoman, “We can’t go out at the same time; it might make brother-in-law suspicious.

I’ll go out first, and you follow a couple of minutes later.”

Lu Xiaoman, feeling a bit guilty like a thief, nodded in agreement.

Consequently, Mo Xiaoyan went out of the fitting room first and then headed toward the lounge sofas.

At that moment, Ye Fan had already pretended to come back from the restroom and was leisurely sitting on a sofa.

As Mo Xiaoyan approached Ye Fan, she lifted her pretty face and deliberately put on a little attitude, lightly snorting, “Stinky brother-in-law, where did you go just now?

Surely you didn’t follow some beauty after seeing her?”

Ye Fan smiled faintly, unconcerned, and said, “What are you talking about?

I went to the restroom just now.”

“Good excuse,” Mo Xiaoyan huffed, “Hurry and tell me, does this outfit look good on me?”

Saying this, she twirled on the spot skillfully, her hair flying elegantly, making it easier for Ye Fan to have a look.

Unfortunately, Ye Fan only glanced casually and remarked, “Looks good.”

“Perfunctory!” Mo Xiaoyan huffed slightly dissatisfied and then, ignoring Ye Fan, walked up to a full-length mirror ahead to admire her reflection.

A little while later, Lu Xiaoman came over.

Ye Fan immediately stood up to greet her.

Mo Xiaoyan, seeing how differently Ye Fan treated Lu Xiaoman from her, couldn’t help feeling somewhat jealous, yet she couldn’t show it.

Around eleven at night, Ye Fan, carrying loads of large and small bags, followed the leading Lu Xiaoman sisters out of the shopping mall and walked to the parking lot where their car was parked.

At the car, fearing Lu Xiaoman might accidentally reveal their secret during the car ride with Ye Fan, Mo Xiaoman insisted on taking Lu Xiaoman home herself, telling Ye Fan he needn’t bother.

Earlier, before Ye Fan had called for a meeting, Lu Xiaoman and Mo Xiaoyan had already been out shopping, sharing just one car.

Due to the little tantrum Mo Xiaoyan had thrown when they first met tonight, both Ye Fan and Lu Xiaoman, seeing her unreasonable capriciousness, could only agree.

After stuffing the night’s shopping haul into the car, Mo Xiaoyan urged Lu Xiaoman into her car and went to sit herself.

With a “bang,” she closed the car door, fastened her seatbelt, and somewhat eagerly started the car before driving out of the parking area ahead of Ye Fan’s car.

Once out of the parking lot, Mo Xiaoyan finally relaxed completely.

She put on a smile, her alluring lips slightly curled like a little cat that sneaked a fish undetected, humming the melody of Ye Fan’s song “Only Love,” and then reached to turn on the music player.

“Who stands on peaks sword in hand, as one with heaven and earth?

Who embraces beauty, sinking into a thousand-year inebriation under the setting sun?

I tread over countless bones, journeying infinitely far,

Just to see your face clearly…”

In the quiet of the car, isolated from the noise outside, the voice of Prisoner Two, sung by Ye Fan filled the space, enchanting and moving, irresistibly captivating.

After listening for a bit, Lu Xiaoman could not help saying, “Sister, don’t you find this singer’s voice sounds like Ye Fan’s?”

“Yeah, I also think it’s a bit similar,” Mo Xiaoyan laughed, “Could it be brother-in-law singing?

I heard that the singer is called Prisoner Two, wears a mask, and no one knows who he is.”

Lu Xiaoman shook her head with a smile, “Though Ye Fan sings well, he hasn’t reached that level.

Besides, you don’t know, he hasn’t sung for six years.”

“Six, six years hasn’t sung?” Mo Xiaoyan was taken aback, incredulously saying, “He couldn’t be bluffing, could he?”

“How could that be?

He doesn’t need to lie to me about this.

When we, along with colleagues from Emali Group, went to KTV back then, he only knew one or two songs; he really couldn’t sing the others.”

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyan indeed believed Ye Fan hadn’t lied to Lu Xiaoman, and couldn’t help thinking to herself, “Bad brother-in-law, stinky Ye Fan, didn’t expect you to be so awesome and yet so low-key!”

As they chatted, “Only Love” finally ended, and the next song, “She Said,” began.

After listening to Ye Fan’s two songs in succession, Lu Xiaoman found them very likable and said, “Next time we’re free to go to KTV, I’ll have Ye Fan sing these two songs; he should sing them really well.”

“Hehe, they would definitely sound good,” Mo Xiaoyan laughed in agreement, secretly a bit proud that she was among the very few who knew the secret that Ye Fan was Prisoner Two and Prisoner Two was Ye Fan.