Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 30
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He pulled out an induction cooker and a hot pot vessel from the cabinet, as well as a sealed jar containing clear soup base ingredients, fortunately still within the expiration date.
Meanwhile, Cheng Xinnan had washed the meat, arranged it on a plate, and finished cutting the bamboo shoots, tofu, and baby bok choy that they had brought. She took the hot pot he handed over and rinsed it clean under the tap.
Next was filling the pot with water, placing the induction cooker on the table, and tossing the hot pot base ingredients in, heating it up.
The three of them sat around the table, watching as the base ingredients dissolved in the water, gradually turning into a light golden color resembling chicken soup, with small bubbles bubbling up.
“Oh, by the way, Sister Xinnan,” Cheng Jinyang tried to find a topic, “Have you heard about the attack on Zhongshan South Road today?”
“Yeah,” Cheng Xinnan continued to stare at the bubbling soup, seemingly observing if the water was boiling, “I heard that the Six Bureaus have already issued a closing notice, saying it was done by refugees fleeing across the river.”
“How is that possible?” Xing Yuanzhi said quietly, “Sniper rifles, rocket launchers… How could refugees get their hands on such weapons?”
She stood up and went to the kitchen to get a small dish for the sauce: “What sauce do you want?”
“I’ll have the beef tendon sauce from the fridge.” Cheng Jinyang said.
“Thanks, just seafood soy sauce for me.” Cheng Xinnan’s taste unexpectedly simple.
Xing Yuanzhi came back with a plate, and the hot pot was already boiling. Cheng Jinyang couldn’t wait to put the meat in.
“Next Wednesday is the Cheng family’s ancestor worship,” Cheng Xinnan suddenly said, “Jinyang, why don’t you come back with me?”
Cheng Jinyang was taken aback and turned his gaze to Xing Yuanzhi.
“You decide for yourself, why are you looking at me?” Xing Yuanzhi asked inexplicably.
Right, even if she disagrees, she can’t directly refuse me in front of Sister Xinnan. Cheng Jinyang thought to himself.
But from Ah Zhi’s indifferent attitude, it’s obvious she doesn’t want me to go. It’s been said before, the attitude of the Cheng family towards me has always been unclear. Going back like this is too passive, what if something happens…
“Sister Xinnan, let’s not talk about this for now, the meat will get overcooked.” He smiled and picked up the public chopsticks, picked up meat for Cheng Xinnan, then for Xing Yuanzhi, and finally for himself.
“Yeah, take your time to consider, give me your answer by next Tuesday at the latest.” Cheng Xinnan understood his meaning instantly and cleverly gave him a way out.
The three of them started eating meat. Xing Yuanzhi’s movements were slow and graceful; Cheng Xinnan’s movements were almost the same, just a bit faster in putting down her chopsticks—these two obviously had received corresponding etiquette training.
As for Cheng Jinyang, he was much more rough in this aspect. Fortunately, the two girls next to him, one his fiancée and the other his cousin, were not strangers, so he let go of his manners and ate freely.
Xing Yuanzhi ate about a small bowl before silently putting down her chopsticks. Her appetite was never big, and it was already evening now, and she would have nightmares later, so she didn’t plan to eat too much.
Cheng Xinnan ate more than half a bowl and then kept putting meat into her bowl, then smiled and put some into Cheng Jinyang’s bowl.
Xing Yuanzhi felt her eyelids twitching: ‘I’m still sitting here! How can you, siblings, show affection in front of me, your fiancée?’
“I’m full,” Cheng Jinyang said, seeing Ah Zhi’s cold expression, quickly declining his cousin’s kindness with a smile.
“Your appetite is really small,” Cheng Xinnan put down her chopsticks and smiled, “My brother Ah Yan, who is three years younger than you, can eat at least three big bowls of this hotpot.”
“His appetite has always been small,” Xing Yuanzhi chimed in from the side.
“Having a small appetite” means “you’re not allowed to eat anymore,” and Ah Zhi’s implication was clear to him. So Cheng Jinyang pretended to pat his stomach, smiled, and waved his hand, “I really can’t eat anymore.”
“Well then,” Cheng Xinnan stood up and looked out the window, “Oh my, it’s so late, I need to hurry back.”
“I’ll walk you out,” Cheng Jinyang also stood up.
“No need, you stay with Miss Ah Zhi at home,” Cheng Xinnan patted his shoulder, then quickly put on her shoes at the door, waved, “See you next time!”
She left.
“Hmph!” Xing Yuanzhi snorted, her face frosty, obviously very unhappy.
“What’s wrong with you?” Cheng Jinyang asked with concern.
Ah Zhi, who had always been aloof, actually got so angry, which was unexpected for him.
Maybe she really doesn’t get along with Sister Xinnan.
“It’s nothing,” Xing Yuanzhi also realized she had been a bit out of line, slowly suppressing her anger, and returning to her ethereal fairy-like appearance, she pointed to the beef hotpot on the table, “You haven’t eaten enough, right? Continue eating.”
“Did you notice?” Cheng Jinyang asked with a smile.
“Where couldn’t I notice?” Xing Yuanzhi sighed, “Your sister Xinnan also noticed. Otherwise, since no one was eating, she would definitely help clean up the table before leaving… The reason she didn’t mention this is to imply that you can continue eating after she leaves.”
“If that’s the case,” Cheng Jinyang scooped some beef into his bowl again, “then why do you dislike her so much?”
“Why do I dislike her so much?” Xing Yuanzhi was slightly startled.
Is it because she once showed me undisguised malice? Or because she called me Ah Zhi the first time we met, and deliberately called me that again before leaving? Or is it because of her completely disregarding the dignity of the aristocratic family in her dress and appearance? All of them, perhaps we are like two completely opposite extremes, completely unable to tolerate each other’s existence…
While she was lost in thought, she heard Cheng Jinyang laugh and say, “Hey, Ah Zhi. Are you jealous?”
Xing Yuanzhi: ???
“First of all, as your fiancée, I naturally have reservations about other women approaching you hastily, which is quite normal,” she said calmly, “but this has nothing to do with jealousy. You should know that if you eventually have feelings for someone else and want to dissolve our engagement, the trust we have painstakingly built between us would probably vanish, which would be detrimental to both of us.”
Indeed, Cheng Jinyang nodded in agreement. Although the fundamental reason for their current cohabitation was based on mutual interests, talking about interests is never pleasant… You could purely cooperate with me for the sake of benefits now, but someday, you might decisively betray me for even greater benefits.
So, using the pretext of an engagement to maintain our cohabitation provides the possibility of developing genuine feelings in the future, which is undoubtedly necessary for strengthening trust between both parties at this stage—why else do politicians like to arrange marriages?
“Secondly,” Xing Yuanzhi continued, “if you call me Ah Zhi again, these hotpot soups will suddenly fly up and splatter on your face.”
“Sorry, I’ll be more careful next time,” Cheng Jinyang mumbled vaguely—because his mouth was stuffed with beef.
“Hmph.” Xing Yuanzhi stood up and went back to her room alone.
Cheng Jinyang, Cheng Xinnan… Why are all these Cheng family members so despicable!
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