Chapter 173 - What To Do if You’re the Villain and the Heroine Likes You

When He Yunxiao and the others finished introducing themselves, the situation did not seem to ease in the least. Nanzhu's wife still kept avoiding them, and Chuchu showed no intention of greeting Nanzhu. He Yunxiao naturally didn't dare to order Chuchu around, so he had to pull her into the house. After closing the door, he said to Nanzhu's wife, "Rou'er, come and say hello to Miss Chuchu." Meng Qingrou was originally hiding behind the wall for cover. Now that Chuchu had entered the room, she couldn't use the wall for protection and had to hide behind He Yunxiao. With He Yunxiao asking her to say hello, she knew she should. However, Chuchu was a stranger and seemed a bit fierce. Being in an unfamiliar place, she didn't dare too much. Meng Qingrou timidly stepped out from behind He Yunxiao, saying, “Sister Chuchu, I'm Meng Q.… I'm Zhang Lingrou. My father is an official of fourth rank. He Yunxiao is my cousin… Hello…” Perhaps seeing that Meng Qingrou was He Yunxiao's younger sister, Chuchu didn't act cold this time, only responding with an "En". He Yunxiao felt relieved when he heard Chuchu's response. Those who knew Chuchu understood that she was accommodating. If she was willing to acknowledge you, then things wouldn't be too bad. Relaxing, He Yunxiao smiled as he corrected Nanzhu's wife, "Rou'er, you misspoke just now. Rou'er is seventeen, and Chuchu is sixteen. Rou'er is the older sister, and Chuchu is the younger sister." Meng Qingrou blinked her dazed eyes, while Chuchu's pretty face darkened. Feeling a bit uneasy, He Yunxiao cautiously asked, "Chuchu?" Chuchu's expression turned unfriendly. "He Yunxiao, who told you that I'm only sixteen?" "I read it in a novel… no, it was Chufan who told me." "I'm not sixteen." "Then you…" "I'm virtually seventeen." He Yunxiao:... Isn't virtually seventeen the same as sixteen? Meng Qingrou, who had been hiding behind He Yunxiao, was initially a little scared and nervous. However, Chuchu's words made her chuckle and she wasn't as afraid anymore. "Rou'er is virtually eighteen." The implication was that Chuchu was still the younger sister. Chuchu's already unpleasant expression grew even darker. He Yunxiao looked at Chuchu's dark expression and understood. This "Chuchu" probably didn't want to be someone else's "younger sister". He immediately changed the topic, preventing any tension. "Rou'er, your meat is burned!" Meng Qingrou, seeing the charred meat on the stove, wanted to clean it up, but hesitated to leave He Yunxiao's side due to Chuchu. "Go quickly. Check if it's too burnt to eat. If it is, just throw it away. I will bring a chair for Chuchu." Meng Qingrou hesitated for a moment, then walked a few steps away from He Yunxiao. After leaving his side, she hurried over to the stove to check if the meat was salvageable. However, for every glance at the meat, she also stole a glance at Chuchu. Chuchu quickly noticed Meng Qingrou's gaze. Initially, she didn't plan to pay attention, but Zhang Lingrou looked at her too many times. Every two seconds, she had to look at her. Later, when Meng Qingrou looked at her again, Chuchu also looked at her. When the two girls' gazes met, Meng Qingrou, feeling guilty, immediately looked away and glanced elsewhere. In the room, apart from several benches for several people to sit on, there were also individual chairs. At that moment, He Yunxiao was cutting the meat and sitting on a chair doing the skewering. Nanzhu was sitting on the bench grilling the meat. When He Yunxiao went to get a chair, he also couldn't help but notice the interactions between the two women. The interaction between the female leads was quite interesting. The domineering CEO Chuchu and the lovely wife Nanzhu. Why did he feel so superfluous? The room was arranged with two long chairs facing each other, with two barbecue stoves in between. Currently, only one stove was being used, while the other was idle. Using two stoves for three people felt wasteful. However, this resulted in a situation where if three people sat on the benches, one person would be far from the stove, feeling isolated. Neither Nanzhu nor Chuchu could be the person sitting far away. He Yunxiao didn't mind sitting far, but if he did, the two women had to sit close to each other. He Yunxiao decided to move Chuchu and Nanzhu to sit together… or move the chairs. He moved the chair to the side of the bench near the stove. "Chuchu, take a seat. Rou'er, make room for me in the middle." "Okay." Meng Qingrou quickly made room for He Yunxiao. After sitting down, he noticed that Chuchu still hadn't moved. Seeing He Yunxiao sitting next to his sister and that there was still a fair distance on the chair, Chuchu said, "I want to sit on the bench." He Yunxiao:... This was a little tricky. But He Yunxiao had a bright idea. Why move the chair when I can just move the stove to the middle? He pushed the stove towards the middle and asked Nanzhu's wife to move a bit further from the bench, finally freeing up a spot for Chuchu. He patted the seat on his right. "Chuchu." This time Chuchu didn't say anything. She walked over to the chair and sat down next to He Yunxiao. The distance between her and Meng Qingrou was almost the same. Even when He Yunxiao was grilling meat and his arm accidentally brushed against Chuchu, she didn't say anything. She didn't even want to move further away. She had to sit close. With three people, sitting in the middle meant the responsibility of grilling fell on He Yunxiao. This time, he grilled more; placing beef and mutton together on the grill. He was much more skilled than Meng Qingrou, controlling the fire. In no time, the aroma of the grilled meat filled the air, sizzling and sputtering with oil. As the meat was almost ready, he suddenly realized a serious problem. Who to serve first? And who to serve next? At this point, He Yunxiao truly understood the difficulty of balancing the situation. This was too hard! It wasn't appropriate to serve one before the other. Serving Chuchu first, as she was younger, seemed logical. But Chuchu was a friend, and Nanzhu's wife, on the other hand, was his future wife. Considering their close relationship, it would make more sense to serve Nanzhu's wife first. Ignoring Chuchu might provoke her competitive nature—would she get upset again? What to do? The meat on his skewer was almost ready; if he didn't take it off, it would burn and affect the taste and texture. As time ticked away, He Yunxiao still couldn't find a solution. Unable to wait any longer, Meng Qingrou couldn't help but remind, "Brother, the meat is done." Hearing Nanzhu's wife's voice was like a reprieve for He Yunxiao. It came at just the right time! He immediately continued, "Rou'er, would you like mutton or beef?" "Mutton." He Yunxiao naturally handed the mutton skewer to Nanzhu's wife and asked, "What about Chuchu?" "Anything." He Yunxiao had learned how to handle Chuchu's "anything" now. Balancing out the situation! Give mutton to Nanzhu and also give mutton to Chuchu! "Anything, so it will be a mutton skewer. Here, be careful, it's hot." Tl. Soothsayer.io