Chapter 150: Your waist is also quite slender!

  Qin Luo woke up again when the room lit up. The orange-yellow small lamp was not bright, but it gave people a warm feeling.

  The curtains were drawn up, revealing a narrow slit. Wen Ren Mu Yue gazed out through the small gap at the snowflakes dancing in the sky outside.

  It's snowing again!

  It stopped for a while in the afternoon, and by evening, the temperature dropped, and it started again.

  Hearing the sound behind her, Wen Ren Muyue turned around and said, "You're awake."

  She changed out of the clothes she wore during the day, now wearing a pair of linen casual pants and a simple heart-shaped round-neck long-sleeved sweater. Her long hair fell on her shoulders, losing that high-and-mighty queenly aura, giving off a homely woman's approachable feel.

  Seeing her like this, for some reason, Qin Luo's heart was inexplicably slightly stirred.

  There are probably very few men in this world who can see her dressed so casually.

  "Are you hungry?" Wen Ren Mu Yue walked up to Qin Luo and asked.

  "Hungry." Qin Luo nodded. He had slept for most of the day and hadn't eaten lunch, so he was indeed a bit hungry.

  "There's porridge. I'll bring it over for you." Wen Ren Mu Yue said, turning around and walking towards the small but lovely kitchen.

  "This... thank you." Qin Luo felt a little moved to tears. He thought that being stabbed by someone was also worth it. Let alone one stab, even two or three stabs, several stabs... damn, do you think I'm a straw man?

  Qin Luo thought of a news item he had seen online a few days ago. Buffett auctioned off one of his dinners for tens of millions of dollars. If this woman were to take out the bowl of porridge she personally served and auction it off, how much would it sell for?

  The porridge has arrived, and it's still hot. I don't know if Qin Luo was too hungry or the porridge originally had an extremely good flavor, but a fragrant aroma wafted out, tempting one to eat.

  But just as they were about to start eating, trouble arrived.

  Qin Luo's right hand was wrapped in thick gauze, bandaged like a big corn on the cob, and he couldn't even hold a spoon. But using his left hand was inconvenient, to say nothing of the fact that if he put the bowl on the table, eating with his head lowered would be painful too.

  "I'll help you." Wen Ren Mu Yue noticed Qin Luo's embarrassment, holding the bowl and using a spoon to feed Qin Luo rice porridge.

  Qin Luo was shocked!

  This woman has a net worth of billions, with an endless amount of wealth and a deeply terrifying background. Even when she eats, she's probably used to having others feed her. Now, however, she wants to feed herself...

  Will eating this porridge fed by this woman shorten one's lifespan?

  "It's fine, just find me a servant or nanny to feed me." Qin Luo refused to say.

  "They are also human beings." Wen Ren Mu Yue said.

  Are they human too? What does this mean?

  It means we should respect service industry workers and not order others around to feed us?

  So what's the story with her coming to feed herself?

  Is she saying "don't treat me as a human" or "don't treat me as an outsider"?

  Sigh, talking to people with high IQ is just troublesome. A simple sentence can lead to countless possibilities.

  No matter what, now that Miss Wen has put the spoon to Qin Luo's mouth, what else can he do?

  The only choice is to open your mouth and swallow it in one gulp.

  "Delicious." Qin Luo said with his mouth full. "By the way, haven't you gone to that banquet yet?"

  "Tomorrow night." Wen Ren Mu Yue replied. After Qin Luo finished eating, he scooped another spoonful and handed it over.

  "Are you reluctant to go?" Qin Luo asked Wen Ren Muyue.

  "Whether you want to go or not doesn't matter." Wen Ren Mu Yue said with a hint of sadness.

  "If you don't want to, then don't go." Qin Luo said firmly. He disliked being forced to do things the most. So now he was also advising Wen Ren Mu Yue to do the same.

  Wen Ren Mu Yue raised her head and glanced at Qin Luo, her usually cold face looked a bit more gentle under the warm light of the small lamp. She stretched out her hand to brush away a stray strand of hair on her forehead, and said in a flat tone: "You have no attachments, but I have to take care of the Wen family."

  After swallowing the food in his mouth, Qin Luo let out a soft sigh and said: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. It's really not like that for a woman to carry such a big family like the Wenren family."

  "This position was obtained by myself, so I won't blame others." Wen Ren Mu Yue said frankly.

  Her current position is envied by countless people within the Wen family. However, she won't give those who covet it a chance.

  Only by sitting in this position can she feel safe. She is able to protect her younger brother.

  "Why did you ask me to accompany you to that banquet in the first place?" Qin Luo asked.

  "Because you used to be my fiancé," said Wen Ren Mu Yue. "I can use this as an excuse to refuse some people who are hard to refuse."

  "Am I this useful?" Qin Luo asked. He didn't expect that he was still such a suitable shield.

  "Yes." Wen Ren Mu Yue said affirmatively. "If you find another man, you can't deceive them. If it's you... they know of your existence. This is also the reason why Qin Zong will look for you."

  "Do you know he came looking for me?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

  "I know."

  "When I rejected you, you thought of this possibility, didn't you?" Qin Luo stared into Wen Ren Muyue's eyes and asked.

  "Not bad." Wen Ren Mu Yue stared straight into Qin Luo's eyes, without any intention of evading.

  "Am I just your pawn?" Qin Luo asked with a cold smile.

  "No."

  "Isn't it?"

  "Yes. Because I didn't have that kind of idea." Wen Ren Mu Yue rarely explained herself, if it were someone else asking her such a question, she wouldn't even bother to give them a glance.

  "That's just the inevitable degree of how things have developed. I knew that going to find you would definitely attract Qin Zongheng's attention. However, I couldn't not go find you because of this. After all, in my opinion, you are the most suitable candidate."

  Qin Luo saw the sincerity in Wen Ren Mu Yue's eyes, sighed and said: "I don't offend people, but that doesn't mean people won't offend me. Sometimes you want to avoid some things, but those things will come knocking on your door instead. By the way, I suddenly remembered that I have no classes tomorrow afternoon and nothing to do at night."

  Wen Ren Mu Yue was taken aback for a moment, then said: "You'd better rest well. I don't want you to get involved again."

  "It's okay. It's just going to eat a meal. Qin Zongheng invited me last time, I thought I would only eat a little bit of food, but had to send out a big red envelope, so I refused. If you are willing to replace me to send the red envelope, I can accompany you to go and have fun." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  Wang Jiujui was sitting on the sofa watching TV when Zhang Yiyi, with a facial mask on her face, walked over with a plate of fruit. She plopped down beside Wang Jiujui and said, "Daughter, eat more fruit. It's good for your skin."

  "You eat so much all day, but I don't see you getting any prettier." Wang Jiujin said with a toothpick picking up an apple and putting it in his mouth.

  The mother and daughter were like this, if they didn't quarrel a few times every day, it would seem as if something was missing. So sometimes Zhang Yiyi would get bored at home and deliberately call her daughter to quarrel with her for a while.

  "Hey, look at what you're saying. Look at my face, do I look like someone of that age?" Zhang Yiyi was displeased. Wang Jiujin had directly touched her sore spot.

  "About forty-five years old." Wang Jiujin said with a glance.

  "Fart. You're only forty or fifty. My skin looks like it's at most twenty. If I say eighteen, people would still believe me." Zhang Yiyi said.

  "Heh heh, yeah yeah. Who believes? Only you believe yourself."

  "Do you know what your mother's bust size was back then? Only B. Now? That's the benefit of eating a papaya every day."

  "It's still B now."

  "You dead kid, are you looking for a beating?" Zhang Yi was furious. He pounced on his daughter's body and reached out to grab her armpits.

  "Alright, alright. Yes, yes. Okay?" Wang Jiujui hastily pleaded for mercy. She was most afraid of others tickling her. Know a girl like her mother, every time Zhang Yiyi would always hit her weak spot.

  Zhang Yi finally got up from his daughter's body, satisfied, and said: "Right, how come that little Qin from your family hasn't come to our house as a guest recently? I've just learned a new soup. When he comes, I'll cook it myself."

  "It's a good thing he didn't hear that. If he knew you'd learned another tune, he wouldn't even give you a glance, even if you put a knife to his throat." Wang Jiujin joked with a smile.

  Her mother was called 'Kitchen Killer', no matter how good the ingredients were given to her, the things she made could poison people to death.

  "What do you mean? Was the soup I cooked last time not good to drink?" Zhang Yi said, hurt. "Daughter, I see that your relationship with him doesn't seem very close yet. How's it developing now?"

  "It's okay," said Wang Jiujin. Unconsciously, the beautiful woman appeared in his mind again.

  Who is she? What did she come to see Qin teacher for?

  "Fortunately, it's not good. Daughter, if you like someone, try your best to chase them. Don't lose face. What's the point of being reserved? Being reserved is useless. A good man was snatched away by someone else, what's the use of being reserved?"

  "I know. I know." Wang Jiujin covered her ears in annoyance. Her mom was starting to preach that shocking, outrageous, and deadly love view of hers again.

  "It's fine if you know. I, Zhang Yi's daughter, want that man, and all it takes is a crook of my finger for him to obediently deliver himself to my doorstep." Zhang Yi said with a self-satisfied expression.

  She patted Wang Jiujui's waist and said: "Girl, your waist is quite slender."

  "What is also?"

  "My waist is quite slender too." Zhang Yi said with a smile, pinching her own small waist.

  "What's with that expression? What kind of expression is that?" Zhang Yi said displeased. "Right, tomorrow night when you get home, mom will take you to a banquet."

  Although the red ticket hasn't reached 1,800 yet, I saw the brothers' hard work and fighting spirit. Let's work hard for three more days. The second update was written a bit late because it was tiring. Now, let's start coding the third chapter. If it's not updated by one o'clock, everyone should hurry up and rest. Because that hour can't be updated, proving that Old Liu can't hold on either.