Welcome to the Misogyny Game

Pei Midu, a being with two souls in one body, is treacherous, cunning, and manipulative.

Pei Midu has a compelling character that many find captivating; he seems to manipulate everything from behind the scenes, yet ultimately evokes pity.

But the premise is that there's a screen between us.

Liu Chaoque didn't have this problem, since they had communicated on screen before.

"Why did you come out too?" She was just a little worried. The more people she saw, the more worried she became about the other side of the game. Could it be that all the main characters had crossed over? Where was the male lead?

Upon returning home, Si Man said, "Yes, my sisters have them too."

There's always this feeling of being the only one sober in a world of drunks. Stepping outside the plot and re-examining the pre-defined characters, she feels a sense of absurdity, like she's falling in love with a robot.

The city was rebuilt, and before she could even feel apprehensive, she was burdened with heavy responsibilities. Liu Chaoque had done so much that she couldn't resign.

I had no choice but to try to solve the problem, so I couldn't think about romance anymore.

As the night grew quiet, Si Man, lying in bed, suddenly felt a sense of peace.

In fact, this is not bad.

"They can all come from that world to find you, but I can't?" Pei Midu looked pitiful.

"I didn't say that." Liu Chaoque felt like he was about to stammer out his words.

"That's good." Pei Midu's expression changed instantly.

After talking for a while, Liu Chaoque really didn't know what to say, so he made an excuse to leave and went back to find Mu Li.

Mu Li ran into Bian Cheng, a guy wearing a very brightly colored coat who seemed to have his own personal spotlight.

Mu Li closed her eyes in a flash.

Once he identified the person, he changed direction and headed in another direction.

Biancheng caught a glimpse of Muli leaving out of the corner of his eye. He scoffed and then continued to ponder the salmon on the cold platter.

Is this fish fresh or not?

When Liu Chaoque returned, Mu Li was not back yet. She placed a piece of eggplant on the hot plate. Her love for eggplant came from a dinner party she had with others when she was in college. It was a whole grilled eggplant. The eggplant was cut in half from the middle, and the white eggplant flesh was covered with minced meat. She didn't know how the restaurant made it. The eggplant was soft and tender and had the aroma of minced meat.

She has long forgotten the exact taste of it, and she can no longer describe it.

But this has led to her now always ordering eggplant when she goes out for barbecue, and also taking a few pieces of eggplant when she goes to a self-service barbecue restaurant.

But I've never tasted that flavor again.

Perhaps she has eaten, but she no longer has those friends from that time.

After sprinkling oil on it and grilling it for a long time, even though the surface looked soft, Liu Chaoque still felt it was raw. In the end, he threw it into the hot pot, cooked it for a while, and ate an eggplant that had little flavor.

Liu Chaoque was once again greatly disappointed.

While she was struggling with the eggplant, Muli grabbed a few pieces of cod fillet.

The hot plate was covered with white fish meat.

Liu Chaoque breathed out several breaths after being burned, and rinsed the food in the barbecue seasoning again and again: "What's wrong? You seem to be in a bad mood."

"We've encountered a border town."

"Cough cough."

"do not get excited."

Mu Li got up and sat down next to her to help her catch her breath: "You two don't seem to have any major relationship problems, so why are you so agitated?"

"I ran into Pei Midu." Liu Chaoque regained his composure.

Mu Li frowned and subconsciously said, "He wouldn't be planning something, would he?"

Liu Chaoque: "Wouldn't it be possible for him to do this for me?"

"You have a part of it, but maybe more of it is that you feel that the other world is boring and you want to come and see your world."

It seems that Pei Midu is indeed the kind of person who would do such a thing.

It's not good to ask now that there are too many people around. Otherwise, Liu Chaoque really wanted to ask Mu Li how they managed to come over as a group.

However, it seems that Mu Li did not know that Pei Midu would come, and he was not too surprised when he saw Zhou Man.

Could it be that they came in the same group? And Pei Midu and the others came in a different group? Liu Chaoque didn't want to let these things affect her mood for eating, as she could find out after asking Mu Li.

"It's time to flip the fish over."

"Oh, oh." Mu Li picked up the tongs and carefully flipped the pieces of fish over.

The cod was probably most tempting when it was golden brown. Muli sprinkled some sea salt on it and placed it on Liu Chaoque's empty plate.

"Be careful, it's a bit fragile," he cautioned.

She first tried it by its natural flavor, which was quite good, and then tried it with seafood sauce, both of which were delicious.

Mu Li also ate a piece and praised herself for her control over the cooking time.

The appearance of Biancheng and Peimidu did not affect the mood of the two foodies.

After leaving the buffet restaurant, they even went to browse the dessert shop.

Just as I was leaving the dessert shop, I almost bumped into a man who wasn't looking where he was going.

"If you are ill, treat it as soon as possible." Liu Chaoque didn't actually want to swear, after all, swearing too much would become a habit.

But this is indeed the most direct way to vent anger.

Are you fucking crazy?

Are you fucking crazy?

The person who caused the accident still had the nerve to argue; Liu Chaoque laughed in exasperation.

"Hey, you weren't watching where you were going and almost hit me. You still have the nerve to say I'm sick? If you can't see, just donate your eyes to someone in need. Oh right, you can't even see where you are, so you can't donate your eyes either."

Liu Chaoque felt that she hadn't learned much from the arguing skills of her predecessors; otherwise, she should have performed better in this war without gunpowder.

She's probably winning by speaking fast these days; she rattles off a string of words so quickly that the person doesn't even have a chance to think before she starts talking again.

"You look like a civilized person, but you act like a primitive. Even primitives know to make a gesture before bumping into someone."

"What the hell are you babbling about? I didn't even bump into you, and you're already demanding an explanation? Don't block my way, or you'll regret it."

He also bumped into Liu Chaoque.

Then things spiraled out of control.

Having just learned grappling techniques, Liu Chaoque pinned him to the ground, practically glued to the cement floor.

A crowd had gathered around, but Liu Chaoque asked without changing his expression, "Apologize?"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry." The passerby, whose face was in excruciating pain, had his thick skin thinned after ten minutes of friction.

Even the most stubborn person softened.

Liu Chaoque released the man's hand that was holding him, and wiped his hands with a napkin as if he had touched something dirty.

Mu Li, who had no room to maneuver, could probably only clap her hands.

"What a coincidence, why are you all standing outside?" Pei Midu appeared after the farce ended, holding a packaged chocolate cake in his hand.

He seemed to have just noticed Liu Chaoque's unpleasant expression and couldn't help but ask, "What just happened?"

"Could it be that you're the one who bewitched that man with the serious illness?" Liu Chaoque reasonably suspected.

“How could that be?” Pei Midu spread his hands. “What’s his purpose? To upset you and make you feel bad? Why would I do such a thing?”

He glanced at the durian mille-feuille that Mu Li was carrying; it looked a little askew from the fight earlier.

"Would you like to try this Black Forest cake?"

"I'm full," Liu Chaoque said.

"How about we go shopping together?"

Mu Li looked at Liu Chaoque, and Liu Chaoque looked at Pei Midu.

Three people? Huh?