"Hehe... you're done for, you little brat!"
Yang Jingying's approach was simple, direct, and effective.
What man wouldn't reject a promiscuous woman?
Today she might love you, but who knows if she’ll turn around and betray you tomorrow?
It’s hard to guard against a thief in your own home.
You can be vigilant for a while, but not forever.
So, gentlemen, before you get married, make sure to keep your eyes wide open.
Sure, looks are important at first glance.
But if you want something lasting, it’s all about personality, personality, and, damn it, personality (and I’ve got a pretty good one—just blowing my own horn here).
A woman’s personality is the decisive factor in whether a man will want to stay with her for the long haul.
Bad personality?
Thanks, but no thanks! You’re out of luck!!!!
"Tsk tsk tsk... little sister, I’m not trying to lecture you, but if you’re rotten, keep it to yourself. Don’t go ruining my dear Xu Mo."
"People should have basic moral principles, especially women. If you can’t even uphold basic decency, what kind of woman are you? Try again in your next life?"
Yang Jingying clicked her tongue.
She was pondering whether to explain this woman’s situation to her childhood sweetheart first,
or to Xu Mo’s parents.
Even if she told Xu Mo’s parents,
just a few chat screenshots
wouldn’t be very convincing.
As for Xu Mo himself,
all she wanted was Xu Mo!
Maybe she could give it a try?
Meanwhile, Xu Mo, who had gone out to buy luosifen (a spicy rice noodle dish) to bring home and feed the "she-devil," had returned.
"This smell is so strong."
Xu Mo placed the snail noodles on the table as he spoke.
Zhou Qiaoqiao sniffed the air with her delicate nose,
a graceful smile appearing on her face.
"It’s not that bad. If you really can’t handle it, I can order something else for you."
Xu Mo shook his head. "I’ve already bought it. Might as well give it a try."
Some people online said snail rice noodles smelled like crap.
Xu Mo thought that was a bit exaggerated.
It was actually fine.
Clean and hygienic.
Just a bit of a unique scent, that’s all.
Zhou Qiaoqiao opened her camera, adjusted her phone, and snapped a couple of photos.
"Big dummy, do you mind if I take some photos and post them on my social media?"
Xu Mo was momentarily stunned, then replied, "Why would I mind? Go ahead and take as many as you want."
Xu Mo wasn’t that petty.
Taking photos of food and posting them online
was pretty much standard behavior for girls, wasn’t it?
What surprised Xu Mo a little was that Zhou Qiaoqiao, the future heir of one of the four major families,
also had this habit.
Well, you learn something new every day!!!!
Zhou Qiaoqiao’s lips curled into a mischievous, villainous smile.
She was, after all, the female antagonist!!!!
"Alright, I won’t hold back then, darling~"
Women are so fickle.
One second she’s calling him a "big dummy," the next it’s "darling."
Life is full of surprises, like sausages wrapped in intestines.
Xu Mo was filled with reflections.
But before he could dwell on it,
the sound of more photos being taken interrupted him.
Xu Mo’s expression turned into one of a bewildered goose.
Who would’ve thought?
The she-devil had gone ahead and included him in the photos.
Zhou Qiaoqiao held up her phone, making a peace sign at the camera.
Half the frame was her, and the other half was Xu Mo.
"I got your permission,"
Zhou Qiaoqiao said with a smile.
Xu Mo was both amused and exasperated. He thought she was just taking photos of the food.
Oh well.
A man should be magnanimous.
A few photos weren’t a big deal.
"Got it,"
Xu Mo replied, picking up his chopsticks. He looked at the noodles in his bowl and couldn’t help but swallow.
This was truly clean and hygienic.
"You should eat too. It won’t taste as good when it’s cold."
With that,
Xu Mo ignored the she-devil
and began his luosifen feast.
He first tasted the broth.
Not too salty, not too bland—just perfect.
The red soup looked fiery and intimidating,
but the spiciness was actually quite manageable.
It was just there to enhance the flavor.
Xu Mo’s eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but praise it sincerely, "Not bad, I can get used to this."
As Xu Mo slurped his noodles
and enjoyed the deep-fried duck feet in his bowl—
Apparently, luosifen paired with duck feet is a match made in heaven—
Zhou Qiaoqiao, on the other hand, wasn’t in the mood to eat just yet.
She set aside her snail noodles for the moment.
Her priority now was to provoke Yang Jingying.
This woman thought that just because she had known Xu Mo since childhood,
she could do whatever she wanted!
Hahaha-------------------
To be honest,
In Zhou Qiaoqiao’s eyes, as long as someone didn’t cross her bottom line,
she could tolerate even a female lead coming over for a sip of soup.
But Yang Jingying’s attempt to usurp her position
made Zhou Qiaoqiao extremely annoyed.
She wanted to show this woman
who the real queen was.
No matter how strong the bull is, it still ends up as someone’s meal.
So what if you knew Xu Mo before I did?
I’ve already overtaken you and left you in the dust.
What’s the point of being slightly older?
You should be ashamed to even bring that up. Take a good look at yourself.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: [Photo]
[Photo]
[Photo]
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(Food photos, and a screenshot of her eating with Xu Mo)
"(*^▽^*) Hehe, this one looks pretty good. I’ll use it as my chat background. This one’s nice too—I’ll make it my desktop wallpaper."
Zhou Qiaoqiao’s laughter rang out like silver bells,
like a little girl who had finally gotten the doll she’d always wanted.
In short, Zhou Qiaoqiao was over the moon.
As the saying goes, when one person is happy, another is miserable.
Bang bang bang--------------
In a luxurious office,
the sound of things being thrown echoed.
"Bastard! That woman, that woman... how dare she!!!!!!!!"
Yang Jingying was so angry she wanted to stomp her feet.
No, she was already stomping her feet!!!
She had turned into a desk-clearing maniac,
venting her frustration and anger.
She was the one who came first.
He had promised her when they were kids
that he would marry her
and make her his bride!
Is this how you keep your promises?
Yang Jingying wasn’t blaming Xu Mo.
Her hatred was directed at Zhou Qiaoqiao!!!!
After all the effort,
heaven had granted her the ability to hear Xu Mo’s thoughts and understand his true intentions!
But then this seductive vixen showed up out of nowhere,
completely bewitching Xu Mo.
That was what truly infuriated her!!!!
Yang Jingying gritted her teeth, her slender fingers tapping furiously on her phone’s keyboard.
She sent a message to Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Yang Jingying: Hahaha... little sister, you sure have some tricks up your sleeve!!!! I’m impressed.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Hehehe... big sister, you’re not bad either. We’re even, aren’t we? By the way, I’m having a meal right now. Want to join?
Join my foot!
What do you want me to do?
Eat your leftovers?
Or do you want to humiliate me
in front of Xu Mo
in person?????
Yang Jingying was fuming.
This Zhou Qiaoqiao was just too much!
Using Xu Mo’s thoughts to gather information,
accurately predicting future events, and cashing in on it—
she was utterly shameless.
Yang Jingying: Little sister, don’t get too cocky. Don’t you know the saying, ‘Leave some room for others, so you can meet again in the future’? I don’t even want to bring up your dirty little secrets!
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Ohoho, big sister, you’ve got it all wrong. Actually, last night-----------------@##$#@@%@
"Gasp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
After reading it,
Yang Jingying inhaled sharply.
Her face turned red,
her cheeks burning hot.
This Zhou Qiaoqiao was way out of line.
She was absolutely outrageous!!!!
She didn’t even take Yang Jingying seriously.
What on earth was this woman trying to do?????
Yang Jingying was completely stunned, and she couldn’t help but swallow hard.
She extended both index fingers,
holding them up in the air and comparing them.
One on the left, one on the right.
"No way... is she even human?"
Yang Jingying’s beautiful eyes widened in shock.
She suspected that Zhou Qiaoqiao was deliberately trying to trick her,
to make her back off.
"That filthy woman is just too wicked."
Yang Jingying’s face flushed with embarrassment as she spat out in frustration.
How could she just say something like that so casually?
If everyone did that, the world would be in chaos.
It’s like those so-called life coaches who are actually just scammers,
standing on stage,
shouting out numbers,
and the audience—whether they’re paid actors or just confused spectators—
goes wild.
The numbers are, of course, fake.
Just made up on the spot.
So, very quickly,
Yang Jingying came to a conclusion!
It wasn’t nearly as exaggerated as Zhou Qiaoqiao had made it out to be.
Unless she saw it with her own eyes,
she wouldn’t believe a word of Zhou Qiaoqiao’s nonsense!
Yang Jingying: Little sister, you’re really crossing the line here!!!!
Zhou Qiaoqiao: I’ve already told you everything, sister. Whether you believe it or not is up to you. There’s nothing more to say.
Yang Jingying: Let’s set this aside for now. I need to discuss something with you. Look, I’m at that age where I should be getting married, and I’m not getting any younger. How about this—lend me Xu Mo for a while, and I’ll return him to you later.
The older sister should go first.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Tsk tsk, are you really that old? I don’t think so. Do you not have a mirror at home or in your office? If not, I can have a few large ones delivered to you. Take a good look at yourself every day, think it over, and then come back to me with this nonsense.
Yang Jingying was so furious she wanted to hit someone.
Playing the "I’m older" card didn’t work, and neither did playing the victim.
What on earth was Zhou Qiaoqiao trying to pull here!!!!
If she pushed her too far,
she wouldn’t let any other scheming vixen benefit from what she couldn’t have!
Yang Jingying: Fine, fine, little sister, you’re so great, so amazing. Your little sister can do things none of us could ever dream of.
So, what exactly do you want?
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Also, let’s keep pushing forward because this chapter is a bit longer, and the next ones might be shorter.
To all the readers who’ve made it this far, a sincere thank you!