Chapter 175 - What To Do if You’re the Villain and the Heroine Likes You

Meng Qingrou thought for a moment and said, "Sour plum soup." He Yunxiao agreed and went downstairs to ask, but they didn't have it. However, since he had promised his wife, he couldn't back out. He used light work to run to the nearby restaurants and finally got his wife's sour plum soup. In the private room upstairs, Chuchu watched Meng Qingrou, who was sitting not far from her, after He Yunxiao left. Even Chuchu had to admit that this girl was exceptionally beautiful. Just a little bit worse than herself. Perhaps on the same level as Fan Ziruo, as well as the two courtesans from the Chunfeng Building. Beauty, power, and wealth are all rare assets, especially when beauty reaches a certain level, it becomes even rarer. The more beautiful, the rarer. When Chuchu and Chufan traveled around the world, let alone "beautiful girls," they were rare. But since they arrived in Yinjing, there were suddenly many beautiful girls, many of whom Chuchu and Xiaoxiao found beautiful. Like the one in front of her. He Yunxiao's cousin... Meng Qingrou was eating the grilled meat skewer He Yunxiao gave her and felt herself being watched. When she turned her head to look, it was indeed Miss Chuchu, the "friend of He Yunxiao." Feeling a bit embarrassed being stared at by Chuchu, Meng Qingrou moved closer to her and picked up the grilled meat skewer cooked to almost perfection and gave it to Chuchu. "Take it, have some." Chuchu furrowed her brows slightly. Meng Qingrou looked at Chuchu, who seemed not to have any intention of taking the food, and put the meat skewer back. Then, she hesitated and offered the skewer she had eaten half of. "If Chuchu wants it, then Qingrou will give it to Chuchu." Chuchu's frown deepened. "I don't want it." Meng Qingrou smiled gently, "It's okay. Qingrou is your older sister and should accommodate you." Chuchu was exasperated. "You are not my older sister. You are not worthy." Meng Qingrou was taken aback by Chuchu's words. To her, Chuchu's words were quite stern. She sincerely thought she had done something wrong and forced a smile, "I'm sorry, Chuchu." This only deepened Chuchu's furrowed brows. Usually, when someone scolded her, they would tactfully leave, but this girl... What was she up to? Chuchu coldly said, "You don't need to apologize." Meng Qingrou shook her head lightly. "My mother said that no one can stand alone. If Chuchu doesn’t like Qingrou, Qingrou is at fault." "I don't dislike you." Meng Qingrou smiled, "Thank you." "You don't need to thank me." "Chuchu is comforting Qingrou, and Qingrou knows. So thank you, Chuchu." "I didn't comfort you." This time, Chuchu didn't add "you are not worthy." This girl felt peculiar, unlike anyone she had encountered before. It felt like if she scolded her, she would feel even worse, and if she bullied her, she would face retribution. Meng Qingrou extended the skewer she had eaten half of to Chuchu again. "Take it." Chuchu: ... "I really don't want it." "It's okay." "I really don't want it." "You were staring at Qingrou just now. Weren't you interested in the meat skewer?" "I was just looking around casually." Meng Qingrou nodded, "Oh," and then went back to her seat. Seeing her go back, Chuchu also withdrew her gaze. "Chuchu," Meng Qingrou spoke again. "What is it?" "If you really don't want it, can I continue eating?" Chuchu reluctantly said, "Fine." Meng Qingrou continued to eat the remaining meat skewer in small bites. He Yunxiao bought some drinks and finally came back with three small jugs. He asked for a few large bowls from the shop and placed them nearby, then started pouring them. "Is it sour plum soup for Qingrou?" "Yes." "Alright then." He Yunxiao took out one of the jugs and poured most of it into a bowl. It would spill if he poured too much. "Try it, it was kept cool in the well." Meng Qingrou held the bowl and took a sip. "Mmm, it's refreshing." Satisfied, He Yunxiao nodded. It seemed his wife could have something cold today. But I know it's of no use anyway. He then asked Chuchu, "Chuchu, do you want green bean soup or herbal tea?" "Herbal tea." After Chuchu spoke, He Yunxiao prepared a bowl for her. Chuchu took a sip and said, "Why isn't it cold?" He Yunxiao:? Herbal tea isn't cold, wife cake has no wife, shredded pork with garlic sauce has no fish, cotton candy has no cotton, mineral water has no minerals, and a wallet has no money... Isn't this normal? "Herbal tea is not supposed to be cold." Chuchu set the bowl down. "I want something cold." Understood. Chuchu can have something cold today, He Yunxiao thought. The boss spoke, and as a loyal employee, He Yunxiao had to oblige. He picked up a new bowl for Chuchu and poured the same sour plum soup for his wife. Seeing Chuchu satisfied with the drink, He Yunxiao felt relieved. To maintain his usual tradition of conserving food, He Yunxiao decided not to pour a drink for himself but instead raised the bowl Chuchu had drunk from and drank it as if it were strong alcohol, finishing it in one go. Chuchu watched He Yunxiao pick up the bowl she used, lifting it to his lips. Whether by design or not, his mouth touched the same spot hers had. As if the spiciness from the peppers hadn't entirely faded, a slightly spicy-red color once again appeared on Chuchu's pretty face. Meng Qingrou had a small appetite to begin with and, after being fed by He Yunxiao several times, she was nearly full. Seeing this, He Yunxiao quickly brought out the grilled fish. He hadn't forgotten why they had come for grilled food, to relive the experience by the lake with his wife. Two fish, prepared by the shop, were skewered by He Yunxiao and placed on the grill. He had not thought Chuchu would join them, so he had only asked for two. But that would work out. One fish for each of the two main ladies. After that, there would still be a leftover chicken and a few random skewers, enough for himself to eat. This time was different from grilling fish by the lake. This time there were seasonings, and the fish were carp, which would definitely taste better than the ornamental fish from the imperial palace. The fish was slashed for grilling, and as the moisture evaporated, the cuts turned larger. The white flesh was exposed in big patches. He Yunxiao accurately sprinkled seasonings onto the fish, leaving tiny "dots" on the snow-white flesh. The fish was brushed with oil, gradually turning golden from white, signaling it was ready to eat. After grilling for a little while longer, until some of the oil dripped into the charcoal and sizzled, He Yunxiao picked up the grilled fish, first handing it to his wife, then giving it to Chuchu. He reminded his wife, "Let it cool before you eat." Meng Qingrou obediently nodded, "Mm." With his attention on the grilled chicken, He Yunxiao kept an eye on his wife’s expression as she ate the fish. This girl was adorable when eating, like a little hamster. Observing his wife eat the fish, He Yunxiao noticed she had once again left a bite of fish in her mouth, just like last time. If Chuchu wasn’t there, He Yunxiao would have repeated his trick, savoring the taste of the fish more deeply and repeatedly. But with Chuchu there, it wasn't appropriate. He reached out and took the piece of fish stuck at the corner of his wife’s mouth. Meng Qingrou blushed, and the two exchanged a smile. Suddenly, they heard Chuchu's voice. "He Yunxiao!" "Huh?" Chuchu petulantly tossed the grilled fish she held to him, "You wanted to eat fish, didn't you? I'm full." At the same time, Meng Qingrou tugged at He Yunxiao's clothing and offered the fish she had eaten half of in front of him, saying, "Um, brother, Qingrou is full too." He Yunxiao looked at Chuchu, then at his wife, and finally at the whole chicken still grilling on the fire rack, and gave a wry smile. From now on, at most two leading ladies on an outing! Too many and his stomach would protest! Tl. Soothsayer.io