Quenching

“I see your raincoat is a bit small, put this on! It’s probably going to drizzle for a while, so the child doesn’t get wet.”

Wanli Fuguang walked steadily over and handed the new raincoat that Huang Qiaqia had bought for her to her. Huang Qiaqia quickly handed it to the child's mother, looking apologetically at the child in the mother's arms who seemed unable to stand yet, as if she wanted to give the little baby something.

Wanli Fuguang turned slightly to the side, and Wu Haofeng came to the kitchen and handed the warmed goat milk to Wanli Fuguang. Wanli Fuguang handed the goat milk to Huang Qiaqia, turned around, lowered his head, and went back to his room to answer his phone call.

Huang Qiaqia placed the warm goat milk in her mother's hand and held it for a while, feeling the child's cold little hand.

"what?"

Xing Songfeng, who had wandered back from who-knows-where, deftly took the cake from his mother's hand and went straight home.

Seeing the thinly dressed mother and child outside the door, Huang Qiaqia wanted to do something.

"You wait."

Huang Qiaqia's cheeks burned, her heart pounded as if it would jump out of her chest. She ran back to her room, grabbed a wad of cash, threw it into her mother's hand, and slammed the door shut. No matter how much they knocked, she refused to open the door.

After a long silence, Huang Qiaqia placed her cold hands on her cheeks to cool them down, a slight smile playing on her lips as she hummed a song and walked toward the kitchen. Upon seeing Xing Songfeng on the dining table, her eyes instantly blazed with anger again, and she angrily accused him.

Why are you eating my mousse cake?

"So what if I eat it?"

With another spoonful, the mousse cake was reduced by more than half.

Seeing that her beloved mousse had been almost completely devoured, Huang Qiaqia suppressed her anger. Since she couldn't eat it anyway, she simply pressed for an answer.

"Where is Kong Yanfei? Where is she now? Why isn't she answering my calls?"

"She's gone home. Also, don't bother Kong Yanfei unnecessarily."

"What do you mean 'it's okay'? They haven't made up yet, have they?"

"I'm telling you, they can't get back together. I'm going to start pursuing Kong Yanfei."

"Stop talking nonsense. Kong Yanfei and Sheng Shanxing are getting married soon. Why are you lying to Kong Yanfei?"

"Who said I lied to Kong Yanfei? I really intend to pursue her. Besides, if anyone's lying, it's you. You were my blind date, but you ended up stealing my cousin away."

“I didn’t lie to Wanli Fuguang. I’m serious about being with him. You’re still pursuing Kong Yanfei? You’re just a playboy. You must be after Kong Yanfei because she’s pretty.”

"Nonsense, of course I think Kong Yanfei is prettier."

"You admit it! You only want Kong Yanfei's body."

"So what if I'm interested in her body? You little fatso, you expect me to go on a blind date with you? Don't you look in the mirror? What do you look like? Do you think you're good enough for me, the dashing and debonair one?"

"You call yourself dashing and debonair? You're absolutely hideous. If my mom hadn't made me go on a blind date, I wouldn't have gone. I would have been eating noodles with soybean paste by now."

Seeing that Wanli Fuguang from the study still hadn't come out, Wu Haofeng, who was in the kitchen, had no choice but to temporarily abandon the fish in the kitchen and run over to break up the fight.

"You're like a bowl of noodles with soybean paste."

"You're the one who's eating noodles with soybean paste! You're not allowed to ruin my sister-in-law's life."

"What do you mean, your sister-in-law..."

……

Wu Haofeng frowned, stood between the two men, stretched out his arms, and shouted.

"time to eat."

Both of them were stunned.

"Creak." Wanli Fuguang pushed open the door, frowned slightly, and slowly walked to the dining table. He sniffed the air and then looked towards the kitchen.

Wu Haofeng hurriedly lowered his arm, ran to the stove, his face darkened, turned off the fire, sighed, and turned to the others.

Let's eat out!

In the restaurant, Huang Qiaqia glanced at the steak, then glared angrily at Xing Songfeng across from her.

Xing Songfeng put down his fork, his face cold, and said angrily.

“You little brat…”

Wanli Fuguang glanced at Xingsongfeng, elegantly took a bite of Wagyu beef, and casually uttered a sentence.

"Didn't you study piano?"

Xing Songfeng pulled out a chair heavily, walked onto the stage panting, gave the pianist a casual greeting, and plopped down in his seat.

The elegant melody did not quell Huang Qiaqia's anger; even after returning home, her face remained gloomy.

The middle-aged man held up his phone with a smile.

"You're back, Huang Qiaqia. My music won't turn on again."

Xingsongfeng complained impatiently.

"Why are you still blocking the doorway?"

Wanli Fuguang pushed the person into the house.

Huang Qiaqia tapped her phone angrily, and Wanli Fuguang pushed her into the house as well, with Wu Haofeng following her in.

The uncle asked Wanli Fuguang with a smile.

"Did the two of them argue again?"

There are always irreconcilable reasons.

"Huang Qiaqia is a kind-hearted girl. I only realized how badly she could argue after your cousin came."

"Sir, I'm sorry, did I disturb your rest?"

"No, we go to bed late, so we won't bother you. Just like last week, the two of them were arguing fiercely in the elevator over a standing spot. Huang Qiaqia looked quite scary, haha, she didn't even notice that your aunt and I were there too, and she exposed her bad temper without any warning."

The uncle spoke while glancing at Wanli Fuguang's expression.

Wanli Fuguang smiled faintly and returned the phone to the uncle.

"Uncle, conflicts are inevitable in life. Huang Qiaqia's hysterical appearance is also cute in my eyes. I won't dislike her because of her shouting. Girls with flaws are more real and down-to-earth, right?"

"Hehe, yes, yes, yes, just like every time Huang Qiaqia gets angry, she always pokes my phone hard, explaining things to me with a displeased look on her face, and sometimes she even scolds me for clicking on random links. But I like it when she fixes my phone, because she always listens to my last question. She also tells me which calls I shouldn't answer and which messages I shouldn't click on, unlike those smiling girls in the community who answer my questions and then make all sorts of excuses to run away."

"Uncle, I understand what you mean. I like Huang Qiaqia because of her authenticity and lack of pretension. However, I will still remind the two of them."

"Oh dear! Wanli Fuguang, you're overthinking it. Kids always have their arguments. It's alright, it's alright."

The uncle waved and went home.

When Wanli Fuguang pushed open the door to return home, he found Wu Haofeng frowning, breathing heavily, and wearing earplugs.

"I can play a four-hand piano duet? Can you?"

"I can play six-handed piano? Can you?"

"I also know a hundred moves!"

"I also know ten thousand moves!"

……

Wanli Fuguang sighed deeply, thinking that he shouldn't have let Xingsongfeng play the zither.

"Look at the clothes you bought for my cousin, they're green and lined with fleece, are you crazy? Wearing fleece-lined clothes in this season."

"The fleece-lined one was sent by mistake; I originally ordered the non-fleece-lined one."

"What about green? What man would want to wear green clothes?"