Chapter 100: Chapter 100 Ye Shu’s Sharp Tongue is Too Venomous
Ye Shu sat at the dinner table, her hands propping up her cheeks, the candlelight made her delicate little face especially alluring.
She smiled softly, her voice sounding sweet and sticky, “Since I’m Mrs. Sheng, isn’t it said, ‘when you marry the chicken, follow the chicken; marry the dog, follow the dog?’ If I don’t treat Mr. Sheng well, what else can I do?”
Sun Nanjue spat out his drink directly.
It sprayed right into Sheng Shaochen’s face without warning.
Sheng Shaochen’s face darkened instantly, and Sun Nanjue hurriedly grabbed a napkin to wipe Sheng Shaochen’s face.
While wiping, he apologized profusely, “Sorry, sorry, but when I heard ‘marry the chicken, follow the chicken; marry the dog, follow the dog’—all this talk about fowl and beasts—I just couldn’t hold it in…”
As Sun Nanjue explained, he felt the air around him grow cold for no reason.
Looking up, he met Sheng Shaochen’s charcoal-black gaze and couldn’t help but shudder.
Just as he was about to say something else, he saw Sheng Shaochen grab the napkin from his hand and slap it against his face.
What followed was Sheng Shaochen’s chilly voice, “Doesn’t Mrs. Sheng find this inappropriate? After all, this is our home, and serving one’s husband—how can we let outsiders do it?”
Ouch! Sun Nanjue felt like his heart got hit by ten thousand points of damage.
This deadly dose of dog food almost choked him to death.
After all these years of brotherhood, how come the moment Shaochen got Little Shushu, he and An Zhe became outsiders?
Sun Nanjue sorrowfully pulled the napkin from his face, raised his eyes, and caught Sheng Shaochen’s direct gaze, which bypassed him and fixed intently on Ye Shu’s face.
Following Sheng Shaochen’s gaze, Sun Nanjue looked at Ye Shu.
At the moment, Ye Shu was coquettishly propping her cheek with one hand, fiddling with a napkin in her other hand, and was smiling playfully in their direction.
Her cherry-red lips parted slightly, “Mr. Sheng’s logic is really strange. It wasn’t Mrs. Sheng who sprayed the wine on your face. Mrs. Sheng surely isn’t obliged to wipe someone else’s rear end, right?”
“Pfft…” Sun Nanjue really couldn’t hold it back. Little Shushu’s mouth was truly vicious.
A double entendre, indeed! Not only did she make it clear that she wouldn’t clean up Sun Nanjue’s mess but she also directly compared Shaochen’s face to a butt.
Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!
Sheng Shaochen’s eyes slanted, his gaze shooting daggers at Sun Nanjue.
Sun Nanjue hurriedly held back his laughter, cleared his throat, “Let’s eat, let’s eat, I’m quite looking forward to Sister-in-law’s cooking skills.”
While speaking, he didn’t forget to fan the air above the covered dish, “Delicious, it smells too good,” as if he could truly smell an otherworldly fragrance.
Ye Shu’s smile became even brighter, “Is that so? Then you must eat a lot later.”
“Absolutely!” Sun Nanjue successfully broke the awkward atmosphere, pulled out a seat beside Ye Shu, and deliberately moved it closer to her until their chairs were directly pressed together.
Then he turned to Sheng Shaochen and said, “Ah Chen, please take the seat of honor.”
Sheng Shaochen, his face still stern, walked over with his long strides and sat down directly.
One hand casually rested on Ye Shu’s shoulder, his cold profile pressed against her tender little face, his voice sounding sinister, “Mrs. Sheng’s little mouth seems to be in need of stopping!” Tonight she had to experience what it felt like to have her mouth blocked!
Ye Shu was still holding a grudge about not being able to send off Ye Zifeng, her heart filled with resentment, but the smile on her face grew even brighter.
She wriggled into Sheng Shaochen’s embrace and whispered with her thin lips against his ear, “I feel that Mr. Sheng’s mouth should be blocked by my cooking instead, after all, this is my ‘first time,’ it’s what you like the most, isn’t it?”