Quenching

Huang Qiaqia jumped up immediately, quickly put on her coat, and dragged Wanli Fuguang out the door.

"What are you doing? I'm going to roast pumpkin seeds later."

"Stop stirring things up. Can you really bear to watch such an outstanding girl like Qi Wanyun jump into a fire pit?"

Wanli Fuguang pushed Huang Qiaqia's arm away.

"What are you going to eat for dinner tonight after the movie? Besides, I haven't made the popcorn yet."

Huang Qiaqia frowned, gave Wanli Fuguang, who was confused about the situation, a push, and rushed downstairs.

Qi Wanyun hasn't gotten off work yet, and I can't let that despicable guy Xing Songfeng get there first.

Huang Qiaqia grabbed Qi Wanyun and pulled her behind him, glaring at Xing Songfeng as he got out of the car.

"Qi Wanyun, get in my car. You can't go with Xing Songfeng."

Xing Songfeng's eyes blazed with anger as he shoved Huang Qiaqia aside.

"I'm picking Qi Wanyun up from get off work, what are you doing causing trouble? Get out of my way."

Unexpectedly, the chubby little girl quickly stood in front of Qi Wanyun, tightly protecting the slender and tall Qi Wanyun behind her.

"You don't need to answer it."

Huang Qiaqia glared fiercely at Xing Songfeng, stood in front of Qi Wanyun, and shuffled backward step by step.

Xing Songfeng lowered his voice and called softly.

"Qi Wanyun, are you going with her?"

"Get out of my way. If you dare to harass Qi Wanyun again, I'll beat you to death."

Huang Qiaqia escorted Qi Wanyun to their car, giving her earnest instructions.

"Qi Wanyun, don't keep that guy's contact information, and don't believe his sweet talk. He only likes you because you're pretty."

"I'm sorry, I haven't eaten the milk tea and cakes you've been ordering for me lately. I've also thrown away the clothes and jewelry you sent me."

Huang Qiaqia slowed down and glanced at it curiously.

"Huh? Why?"

“I thought that when you came to pick me up last time, you were asserting your ownership and telling me that Xing Songfeng was your boyfriend.”

"My...boyfriend? You're kidding. Even if you put a knife to my throat, I still wouldn't want him."

"Is Xing Songfeng not your boyfriend? Does he stay at your house from time to time?"

"He went to clean the toilets."

Qi Wanyun's eyes widened, a hint of suspicion creeping into her gaze.

"Scooping toilets? You two have never dated, and he's coming to your house to do chores?"

"Although he cleaned my toilet spotlessly, we're like oil and water. And let me tell you, Qi Wanyun, you absolutely mustn't believe his sweet talk. He's a playboy who's good at deceiving little girls."

Why didn't you fall for it? What's your relationship with me?

Huang Qiaqia carefully searched for commonalities with Xing Songfeng, and after a while, he threw out two lines.

"Xing Songfeng was supposed to go on a blind date with me, but he ran away because he thought I was too fat. Now, our only connection is that we're working on a joint project in the modern laboratory of Tangping."

Seeing Huang Qiaqia's disgusted expression, Qi Wanyun felt that Xing Songfeng wasn't so bad after all, and asked with a touch of arrogance.

"Won't he pick you up on rainy days?"

Huang Qiaqia laughed loudly, gritting his teeth.

“On rainy days, he can push me into the water and stomp on me a couple of times. Of course, I can stomp on him three times.”

Qi Wanyun looked at Huang Qiaqia's angry face, her dimples deepening.

"Let me tell you, Qi Wanyun, Xing Songfeng and I are like currents of the same polarity; we're either repelling each other or on our way to repelling each other. Also, let me tell you, Xing Songfeng used to pursue a girl..."

Huang Qiaqia poured out a bellyful of complaints, but Qi Wanyun felt that he was exaggerating more than he was telling the truth.

Huang Qiaqia hummed a song and skipped along, patted Xiao Mianmian's head, and confidently nagged at Wanli Fuguang in the kitchen.

"I guarantee that Qi Wanyun will never like Xing Songfeng again."

"so smart."

Wanli Fuguang sat down on the sofa with a smile, holding popcorn in his left hand and fried green beans in his right.

Huang Qiaqia lifted her legs and placed them on Wanli Fuguang's legs, leaned back on the sofa with a smug look on her face.

“I’ll tell you all the shameful things Xing Songfeng did eight hundred years ago. I don’t believe Qi Wanyun can still like him.”

"You've done a great thing."

Wanli Fuguang turned on the TV, holding popcorn and roasted pumpkin seeds in one hand, and gently pinching Huang Qiaqia's leg with the other.

"I'll pick up Qi Wanyun early tomorrow."

"Wu Haofeng is fine, I'll arrange for him to go."

"Qi Wanyun's drivers seem to have more free time than mine, so why does she still need one? Are you going to arrange for someone to pick her up and drop her off?"

"I guess she's a real heiress, quite different from you."

Huang Qiaqia nodded and praised.

"She has such a great figure, I'm drooling over her."

Wanli Fuguang lowered his voice and leaned closer to Huang Qiaqia's cheek, his voice incredibly seductive.

"I can see you're craving it too."

The next second, Wanli Fuguang felt a sharp pain in his hair. Huang Qiaqia pushed him away, took the popcorn from Wanli Fuguang's hand, swung his toes, and watched the giant monster battle robot with great concentration.

Wanli Fuguang got up dejectedly, glanced at the CD on the windowsill, and went to the kitchen to get the degreaser.

******

Wu Haofeng opened the car door and handed over Qi Wanyun's handbag. Wu Haofeng paused for half a second, put the handbag down, and started the car.

"Are you a friend of Xing Songfeng?"

"servant."

"Lying flat is a modern company that is like a pine tree in the wind."

"Yes, besides the modern-day 'lying flat' lifestyle, there's also..."

"Take me straight home! And call Xing Songfeng over while you're at it."

"Wouldn't it be a bit abrupt if we visited your parents' home without bringing any gifts?"

"As long as Xing Songfeng treats me well, it is more valuable than any gift."

Wu Haofeng smiled and nodded, inexplicably feeling that Huang Qiaqia, who seemed to be very talkative, was more interesting sitting in the passenger seat.

Huang Qiaqia, her hair standing on end, spun around on the ground, clutching Wanli Fuguang's phone, and cursed viciously.

"Qi Wanyun has fallen into Xing Songfeng's trap. I warned her a thousand times, but she was still deceived and ended up marrying Xing Songfeng."

Wanli Fuguang, who was in the kitchen, really wanted to hum a song, but since he was still cooking, he could only cover his mouth with one hand and forcefully suppress his raised eyebrows.

Huang Qiaqia, fuming, stomped her feet and sent a message to Qi Wanyun, receiving a sincere reply.

"Huang Qiaqia, don't worry, I will definitely not let Xing Songfeng bully me. If Xing Songfeng dares to bully you again, I will beat him to death."

"Okay... okay!"

******

In the lobby on the first floor, Shan Shuanglingze held up her freshly done manicure, looking quite annoyed.

"When Xing Songfeng comes back, you'd better give him a good beating."

Wanli Ruoyu gently stroked Danshuang Lingze's beautiful back, comforting the furious Danshuang Lingze.

"Oh dear, you'll feel bad if I beat him up."

“I was so happy and looking forward to your brother and his wife having a daughter as their second child. But not only did they not have a second child, their first child, this good-for-nothing boy, is completely immature and dared to marry a wife so casually.”

"You know her, I heard her name is something like Fenfang or... Fenfen..."