Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

"Oh yeah~"

Wen Jing pulled Yongwu's sleeve and watched her father being discharged from the hospital.

"Don't be weird, I heard you bought a ticket for tomorrow."

"Yes, tomorrow morning, I will go back to Japan with my father to find Xiao Hai."

Wen Jing nodded, turned to look at Yongwu, and tugged at the sleeve of her clothes.

Yongwu was stunned for a moment, then he squatted down silently and put his ear closer.

Wen Jing glanced at her father, making sure he wasn't done yet, and whispered, "Sister Yongwu, do you know any secrets to confessing love?"

Yongwu shook his ears, "With Xiaohai? You two have been like that and you haven't confessed yet?"

Wen Jing puffed up her cheeks, "After all, if it's just Xiao Hai's unilateral promise, I always feel like something is missing."

"That's it...just find a better time to go out and talk when the atmosphere is right."

Yongwu touched his chin and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, if you can't speak up... But with your relationship, you don't have to worry about her rejecting you."

“That being said, I still feel nervous…”

Wen Jing shook her ears and noticed that her father was waving at her, so she decided to change the subject.

"Wenjing, do you want to eat first when you go out or let Sister Yongwu take you out to play?"

Dad's eyes fell on the two of them, "Didn't you say you wanted to eat Chinese food a few days ago? Do you want to go?"

Wen Jing touched her chin and said, "Then let's eat first, Sister Yongwu, the Wang Clan shouldn't have anything to do today, right?"

"Well...I remember she will be with Zhuo Fu today."

"If you count Zhuo Fu, there are four horse girls in total, plus dad and mom, six people in total."

Wen Jing took out her cell phone and said, "Let's go to the mall to buy some things first. Then we can go to Sister Yongwu's house. I'll cook."

"Not going out to eat?"

"Chinese food outside is so awful...I'd rather cook it myself."

"By the way, Wenjing's cooking is really good, both in taste and color."

The old man patted Wen Jing's head gently and looked at Yong Wu. "I'll drive. You two horse girls should chat in the back seat."

No one objected, so after picking up Mom on the way, Dad headed towards the mall.

After completing the items on Wen Jing's list, the group headed towards Yongwu's apartment off-campus.

When they arrived at the apartment, Zhuo Fu and Wang Zu were already waiting for them at the door.

"Wenjing! Congratulations on your discharge from the hospital. When will you return to Japan?"

Wangzu was in a good mood. He watched Yongwu open the door and take the ingredients from Wenjing's hand.

"Thank you. I'm leaving tomorrow morning, so I'm here to cook today."

Wen Jing didn't act too pretentious. She let go of her hand and followed Zhuo Fu into Yongwu's house.

After changing into slippers, Wen Jing was pushed by Wangzu and Yongwu to sit on the sofa.

"I'm not that delicate... I'm not to the point where I can't stand climbing five floors..."

"Then take a break first!"

Wen Jing had no choice but to agree, and her mom and dad went to the kitchen to help prepare the ingredients.

Zhuo Fu, who was kicked out of the kitchen because she always made things worse, came to Wen Jing and complained about her master in a low voice to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing listened with a smile, and was happy to hear about the dark history of the prominent family.

After a while, several people from the kitchen came out. Zhuo Fu, who was still complaining about the prominent family, was caught red-handed. She was picked up by the prominent family and started to tickle her.

After a while, Wen Jing started to collect the dishes they wanted to eat, but in the end it was all up to her - the suggestions of these people were completely worthless!

Although the facilities in the kitchen were a bit high, it did not affect Wen Jing - she had been learning how to cook from the chefs in the kitchen since she was a child because she was greedy.

Wen Jing stroked her chin, stared at the ingredients on the chopping board, and sighed silently, "Hey, let's be a rice god today..."

Wen Jing casually estimated her own appetite, and then glanced at the people outside. Normally, Ma Niang's appetite was no different from that of ordinary people, but Wen Jing felt that they should all be able to eat a lot today - she was absolutely confident in her cooking skills.

So, more than half an hour later, as the fragrance continued to waft out of the kitchen, everyone gathered at the kitchen door to watch Wen Jing busying herself.

After a while, a group of people sat around the table waiting for their food to be served.

"Okay, this should be enough for us."

Wen Jing sat at the table, watching everyone taking pictures. She also took out her mobile phone to take pictures and shared them with Haidu City and Yaxian Symbol.

[Hai: ??? You're greedy for me, right? You'll be in trouble when you come back! I want you to do it for me every day!]

Wen Jing curled her lips, [Humph, don’t blame me if you get fat later~]

Putting the phone on the table, Wen Jing licked her lips and said, "Help yourself how much rice you want. These can be mixed with rice~"

Wen Jing said, looking at Zhuo Fu who was already chewing an elbow and the chopsticks and forks that kept flashing across the table, and silently picked up her own chopsticks to join the battle...

Half an hour later, Dad and Mom left the battlefield. Mom took a few empty plates and put new ones into the pot one by one under Wen Jing's guidance.

As the public supplies on the battlefield increase again, the competition among the four horse girls becomes more intense!

Unlike the prominent Yongwu, Wen Jing and Zhuo Fu did not slow down their eating speed at all.

Wen Jing raised an eyebrow, watching Zhuo Fu chewing another chicken leg until her face was covered in grease, and silently handed her a piece of paper, "Wipe it off?"

"Thank you."

Zhuo Fu shrank her neck and glanced at the prominent family who had stopped but were still sitting at the dining table.

Wen Jing shrugged, a little curious, "Zhuo Fu can actually eat so much?"

"No... because it's so delicious."

Completely different from the prominent family, Zhuo Fu hardly paid attention to her image - even though she had been pointed out several times by the prominent family just now, she just refused to change.

Wen Jing didn't think there was anything wrong. The more she ate, the happier she was - she would only be angry when those people ate less.

"You're still growing, so it's okay to eat more, right?"

Wen Jing noticed that Wangzu seemed to be about to make a statement, so she spoke immediately and handed Wangzu an elbow.

Half a minute later, the prominent family member was silently gnawing on the pork elbow, and his round belly became even rounder...

An hour later, Yongwu and Wenjing were washing dishes in the kitchen together. Although Dad and Mom originally planned to come to help, they were stopped by Yongwu.

"It's my house after all, I'd be bothered if I always have guests busying around."

So Wen Jing was pushed out by her father to help out—"She cooked, so of course she had to wash the dishes."

Wen Jing didn't think much about it and just washed it. It wasn't a big deal anyway.

In the living room, Dad and Mom were playing with Zhuo Fu and talking about some things in Wen Jing's past.

The prominent family stood aside like an old mother, watching Zhuo Fu giggling like a goose, and quietly joined Wen Jing and Yong Wu in the dishwashing group...