The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 457 The Real Storm Is Brewing

"Yu Mo, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Perfect timing, let's eat together!"

On the sofa in room 3601, Nuolan greeted Qin Yumo with a smile as he entered.

"Oh? Nuolan, you're here too."

Although the analogy is somewhat inappropriate, Qin Yumo's emotions at this moment really resembled those of a husband in a Japanese drama who comes home late from work and sees his boss sitting in his own home; her heart skipped a beat.

Nuolan smiled and walked closer, then put her arm around Qin Yumo's arm and half-pulled her into the house.

“Yeah,” Nuolan complained, holding Qin Yumo’s arm. “I was just staying at home, but he insisted on bringing me here.”

After a pause, Nuolan laughed again: "But since my last visit, it's been a while since I've seen you all, and I've missed you all quite a bit."

"Hehe, really?" Qin Yumo, whose mind hadn't fully recovered, sat down on the sofa with the other person and said politely, "We've missed you too. Please come over more often in the future!"

"Really?"

Nuolan's eyes lit up with surprise. Hearing the noise from the attic, she turned to Wen Sheng, who was shuffling down the stairs in his slippers, and said sweetly, "Did you hear that? Yu Mo really wants me to come over more often!"

"..."

Suddenly wanting to slap herself, Qin Yumo only dared to glance back at Wen Sheng before continuing to force a smile at Nuolan, saying, "Yes, you're very welcome."

After changing his clothes, Wen Sheng looked at the two women on the sofa, his Adam's apple bobbing before he calmly said, "The soup is almost ready, shall we eat?"

"Aren't we waiting for Yifei and Youyou?" Nuolan asked, looking at the night view outside the window.

"Yifei is probably at the bar making a satellite phone call with her brother right now. It won't be over for at least an hour. Youyou... is probably still signing autographs for her fans. No need to wait."

Wen Sheng smiled and shook his head, then walked to the study door and knocked.

"Zhang Wei! Dinner's ready!"

"coming!"

Zhang Wei's voice came from inside the house, and soon he opened the door and came out.

When he saw Nuolan, he smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, the law firm asked me to submit a report in a bit of a hurry, so I just came back to look up some information."

"It's okay, I'm not a very good cook. I was nervous watching you cook!" Nuolan shook her head and naturally pulled Qin Yumo to sit down at the dining table.

After saying this, Nuolan saw Qin Yumo turn around and looked at her, so she smiled and said, "You came suddenly this time and came empty-handed. After thinking about it, I can only cook a few dishes for you."

At this point, Wen Sheng brought the last batch of soup to the table and then sat down.

The small dining table in the suite was round. After Wen Sheng sat down next to Nuolan, Qin Yumo was to his left and Zhang Wei was to his right.

Zhang Wei volunteered to bring the rice cooker from the stove behind him to the table, and looking at the dishes on the table, he said with a smile, "This is such a feast, shall we start eating now?"

As he spoke, he even added rice to everyone's bowls.

"Eat up, eat up, don't wait for the food to get cold."

"Hey, I'm not welcome then."

After taking just a couple of bites, Zhang Wei couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, Nuolan, your cooking is really good! It tastes almost the same as what Brother Sheng makes."

"Really?" Nuolan's lips twitched. "The dishes you just ate were made by Wen Sheng."

"..."

Zhang Wei, who was eating, paused, his eyes glancing between the dishes on the table and Wen Sheng and Nuolan across from him.

"I cook a bit slowly, and I was afraid of making it too late, so I didn't cook everything myself. These vegetarian dishes and the ribs were made by me."

At this moment, Nuolan picked up a piece of pork rib and placed it in Qin Yumo's bowl, smiling as she said, "My cooking skills aren't very good, but how does it taste?"

Qin Yumo, who had just taken a bite of rice, felt nervous when Nuolan put food on her plate.

Strictly speaking, I had already become nervous when the other party greeted me warmly as soon as I entered the door, pouring me water and serving me food. What exactly was the other party trying to sell me?

They've come all the way to an apartment; it doesn't seem like a trap.
You can't exactly put poison in the food, can you?

Qin Yumo was overwhelmed with thoughts and couldn't make sense of it, so she could only smile and nod. She glanced at Wen Sheng before putting the rib that Nuolan had picked up into her mouth.

Nolan watched her with a beaming smile, like a hostess waiting for a guest to comment on the taste of the food, or a female assassin waiting for poison to take effect...

Well, in Qin Yumo's eyes, it's more like the latter...

Seeing that Yu Mo had just started chewing and hadn't made a sound yet, Wen Sheng chuckled and said, "Lan Lan doesn't know many meat dishes. She's been learning how to make this spare ribs for quite a while. Every time I say it tastes good, she's always worried. It's good that you guys can give your opinions."

Although the man was speaking to Yu Mo, he kicked Zhang Wei, who was eating in silence, under the table.

Yu Mo, being the ostrich-like person she is, doesn't know what to say when she sees Nuolan, so Zhang Wei has to play a role.

Zhang Wei, who had been kicked, immediately "reacted" and picked up a rib and put it in his mouth.

At this moment, Nuolan asked expectantly, "Yumo, how does it taste?"

"smell……"

"The food tastes great, sister-in-law!"

"..."

As soon as Zhang Wei spoke, the atmosphere at the dinner table immediately quieted down.

Wen Sheng's eyelids twitched. Although he had a feeling that Zhang Wei was not suitable to be a teammate, he did not expect that the other party would actually pull off such a thing.

What's even stranger is that when Zhang Wei shouted that, Nuolan and Qin Yumo both looked up at the same time...

I don't know who they were calling for.

Wen Sheng couldn't help but kick the idiot under the table again.

Zhang Wei looked puzzled. Was his "reaction" just now not fast enough?

Is it inappropriate for me to call them that because they're divorced?
As a member of the Qin faction, his use of that term to address Nuolan was tantamount to betraying the party.

Nuolan smiled brightly and said, "Really? If it's delicious, then eat more."

"Of course it's true! Nolan, your sweet and sour pork ribs are really delicious!"

"..."

Nuolan's smile faded slightly, but Qin Yumo suddenly felt like laughing. Wen Sheng took a deep breath and kicked Zhang Wei again.

Zhang Wei, who had no idea what the problem was, was now completely bewildered.

Is it wrong to call her "sister-in-law" before, and now it's wrong to call her by her name?

"Zhang Wei, don't just focus on eating meat." Wen Sheng, who had no hope for Zhang Wei, smiled and said, "Drink more of this tofu soup. It's made with the frozen tofu from the refrigerator next door. It's good for your brain."

"..."

I should have slapped some frozen tofu on his forehead; that would have worked much better.

After Zhang Wei calmed down and started stuffing rice into his mouth, Qin Yumo smiled and said, "Nuolan, the food you made really tastes good."

"Hehe, then you should eat more too." Nuolan ate her food in small bites, glanced at Wen Sheng, and said, "Wen taught me how to make this."

"Wensheng's cooking skills are really good. Even Yifei is learning from him, and he always likes to use us as guinea pigs."

"..."

Listening to the two women's back-and-forth conversation, Wen Sheng remained calm, but he knew that things couldn't continue like this.

This conversation is bound to cause problems sooner or later!

"By the way, Yu Mo, what about your ex-boyfriend Neo? I haven't seen him... anywhere."

Just as Nuolan casually brought up this issue, her expression changed, and she paused for a moment before speaking.

After glancing at Wen Sheng beside her, she took advantage of the moment when she was eating with her head down to use her left hand to pry open the dog man's paw that had crawled under the hem of her shirt and was pressed against her lower abdomen.

However, just as they opened it, the scoundrel's hand slipped inside again.

“That Neo…I…I’ve already broken up with him.”

Qin Yumo replied after taking a sip of juice, but as she put down the cup, she suddenly frowned at Wen Sheng.

Then, while pouring juice, she shifted her body back and glanced down to see a sycophant rubbing against her black stockings.

She stepped back a little, and the dog's leg stretched out a little as well.

"..."

After glancing at Zhang Wei, who seemed to know she couldn't participate in this game and was therefore burying his head in his food and eating faster, Qin Yumo pursed her lips and moved forward slightly to avoid being seen.

"Oh, that's how it is."

No time to pay attention to what Qin Yumo said, Nuolan gave a dry reply. She still had to eat while fighting the hand under the table!

Wen Sheng smiled and put a piece of fish into Nuolan's bowl: "This fish has no bones, eat more."

Then he turned his head and whispered, "Before we go to the radio station, let's go home first." "..."

Nolan didn't say anything, but secretly glared at him before pulling her hand away.

Since their argument at the foot massage parlor, the two of them have indeed been sleeping together less frequently over the past month.

They used to sleep together every two or three days, or even for several days in a row when they weren't busy. But since that argument, the number of times they've slept together can be counted on one hand.

After all, life isn't an adult film; you can't argue one second and then go to bed the next, all while claiming it's to vent your anger.

As mentioned before, the impact of disputes will always be felt.

However, the kind of suggestive advances from this scoundrel of a man... Nolan is quite speechless.

The atmosphere at the dinner table began to become dull, as if everyone had something to do.

"I'm stuffed!"

After quickly finishing his rice, Zhang Wei put down his chopsticks and immediately stood up after saying this: "I'll go next door and see if they've come back yet."

After saying that, he left from the balcony without looking back.

He really couldn't stand the atmosphere here. He felt that his "reaction" and "cooperation" were quite good the first two times!

Why does it feel like we've made the situation worse?
And... didn't Nuolan not know about Yu Mo's matter?
Emotional issues have always been a blind spot for Zhang Wei; these kinds of things only overload his brain.

Even though the food was delicious, he decided to leave after stuffing himself almost full.

After Zhang Wei left, the three people remaining at the table looked at each other.

Wen Sheng chuckled and said, "That's just how Zhang Wei eats. Let's eat slowly, no rush."

Nolan: "..."

The scoundrel's hand, which was on her lower abdomen, gradually moved downwards.

Qin Yumo: "..."

The scoundrel's foot rubbed against her leg, climbing up her black stockings.

"Bang!"

Just as the two women were hunched over, one with her legs tucked together, both using the act of drinking soup to mask their increasingly rapid breathing, the door to room 3601 was pushed open.

"I smelled the aroma of Teacher Wen's cooking as soon as I stepped out of the elevator. I'm starving... Hey? Nuolan, you're here too!"

Tang Youyou's voice had barely rang out when the dog man swiftly withdrew his claws and legs.

Two silent sighs or sighs of relief echoed across the dining table.

"Youyou, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Come and eat." Wen Sheng turned around and smiled. "You haven't eaten much yet. Zhang Wei just finished it."

"Okay, I'm starving. The fans were so enthusiastic that we ended up chatting for a while."

Tang Youyou walked over with a smile, found a set of chopsticks and bowls, and sat down in the spot where Zhang Wei had been sitting.

"I have to thank you, Nuolan. If it weren't for your recommendation, I wouldn't have so many fans."

Hearing this, Nuolan snapped out of her reverie. Perhaps it was the nutritious nature of the food that made her cheeks slightly flushed. She shook her head and smiled.
"I'm just recommending you go for the interview; whether you get the job depends entirely on your own abilities."

Thinking of what Lisa Rong had mentioned during the day about Tang Youyou's character wrapping up filming, Nuolan sighed again.

"Let's eat first, before the food gets cold."

……

Just as the dinner party continued, the atmosphere in room 3602 next door suddenly became tense.

Zhang Wei came over here hoping to get some relief and hopefully find someone to help him clear up his confusion.

Seeing that no one was in the living room, but Guan Gu's bedroom door was open, he subconsciously went over to take a look.

And this glance was quite something. Guan Gu Shenqi was kneeling on the bed with a serious expression, wearing a white haori and a white cloth strip with a red circle of the Japanese flag tied to his forehead, looking just like a samurai.

At this moment, the samurai held an ancestral katana in his hand and assumed a posture as if he was about to commit seppuku.

"Hey! Guan Gu! What are you doing?!"

Zhang Wei was shocked and rushed over to try and take the knife away, but Guan Gu Shenqi brandished the knife at him and bared his teeth, which scared Zhang Wei so much that he retreated.

"Don't pull me! I'm going to commit seppuku!"

Then he took the knife and brandished it in front of his stomach.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei's legs began to tremble, and he stammered, "Why...why would you...why would you...why would you commit seppuku?"

"Because...I have no face to face..."

After saying this with a guilty expression, Guan Gu Shenqi's face hardened again: "In short, only by committing seppuku can I wash away the guilt in my heart!"

"Cocoa Cocoa...but..."

"Don't try to persuade me! I've already made up my mind!"

"No, no, no...no, I...I...I wanted to ask..."

"Alright, Zhang Wei! Get out of here, or the blood might splatter on your face!"

"Ahem! I want to ask you islanders, don't you all use short swords for seppuku? Your sword... is too long and not easy to use."

"..."

Guan Gu Shenqi, who had been looking solemn and serious, instantly lost his composure, threw the knife aside, and lay down on the bed.

Zhang Wei then leaned closer and asked, "What's wrong? Guangu, who are you ashamed to face?"

“Youyou!” Guan Gu Shenqi blurted out, then hesitated for a moment before adding, “And Yu Mo.”

"Youyou and Yumo?" Zhang Wei frowned, puzzled. "What did you do to offend them?"

"Sigh! It's because of her script..."

At this point, Guan Gu Shenqi glanced at Zhang Wei, swallowed the rest of his words, and then said, "Yu Mo is because of my problem!"

Zhang Wei's face grew increasingly puzzled: "What about Youyou's script? And how does Yu Mo have anything to do with you?"

"I……"

Guan Gu Shenqi hesitated for a moment, but looking at Zhang Wei's expression, he really couldn't help but speak his mind.

"Youyou's filming is wrapping up in the next episode! I told Nuolan about Yu Mo kissing Wen Sang!"

"what?!"

……

The following afternoon, JA district.

Outside the L'Oréal headquarters building, Qin Yumo, wearing sunglasses, walked out, got into her convertible sports car, and drove to a high-end shopping mall in the city center.

"Hello, Sister Yu Mo!"

"Hello, Sister Yu Mo!"

"..."

When I arrived at the L'Oréal counter in the mall, the sales assistant greeted me.

Qin Yumo, having removed her sunglasses, nodded to them and calmly said, her face adorned with exquisite makeup, "I came to check on the delivery situation here. The email notification should have arrived by now."

"We've received the notification." The lead saleswoman nodded and led her into the store. "The new serum in the store is currently..."

Just as Qin Yumo was observing the situation inside the store and listening to the report, another customer walked into the counter.

"Hello, ma'am, welcome to L'Oréal." A saleswoman quickly greeted her.

"Let me take a look myself first."

Nuolan smiled faintly and began to scan the store, quickly finding her target.

Just then, Qin Yumo turned around upon hearing the noise, and their eyes met.

……

On the other side, downstairs at the Love Apartment building.

Wen Sheng's phone rang as he was about to drive to his studio. He smiled and answered the phone when he saw that the caller was Attorney Zhuge.

"Hey, Sister Sheng! Anything up on the second day of opening?"

"Wensheng, are you free later? Let's grab a bite to eat?" Lawyer Zhuge paused slightly on the other end of the phone, then chuckled, "Before Dali gets out of school."

(End of this chapter)