"I'm not," Shi Ran shook her head, placing the shrimp dumpling back onto Tang Si's plate. "I weigh over ninety jin." She pushed the plate closer to him. "You eat more."
He raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "What, afraid I won't eat enough and won't have the strength?"
Shi Ran, innocent and guileless, didn't grasp the double meaning in Tang Si's words.
"No, I just want you to eat more."
"Oh. I see, so you're blaming me for not serving you well."
"Ah? I..."
Shi Ran suddenly understood, her small face flushing crimson. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
He was such an old driver, always making suggestive remarks.
"What are you two talking about? I could hear you laughing from a distance."
Because the living room door was open, they walked in holding hands. Meng Jingwei asked.
"Oh? Sister Wei, Brother Zhu Zi?"
Shi Ran happily stood up. "We just finished eating. Do you want to join us?"
"What time is it? Why are you just eating now?"
Meng Jingwei glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already nine-thirty in the morning.
"I..."
Shi Ran felt a bit shy, the blush on her face hadn't faded. Meng Jingwei's question made her involuntarily recall what had happened last night, and her cheeks turned red again.
"Whoa, what's going on?"
Sensing something was amiss, Meng Jingwei tilted her head to look at Qing Muyye. They exchanged a glance and smiled.
"Ah? No, nothing."
She shook her head like a rattle. "We just slept in and woke up a bit late."
Qing Muyye pretended to believe her. "Oh, is that so? Wei casually asked, why are you so nervous, Shi Ran?"
Although it seemed like something was off, Shi Ran's reaction felt like a guilty conscience.
Seeing her small face as red as a ripe peach, Tang Si chuckled helplessly and asked Qing Muyye, "Why did you come over so early?"
"Not welcome?"
Qing Muyye's words held a hidden meaning.
"Yipinju is your territory. What reason would we have not to welcome you and Shi Ran for freeloading?" Tang Si winked at Meng Jingwei. "What do you say, Little Chili?"
As he finished speaking, Qing Muyye slapped him directly. "Call her Sister-in-law!"
"Alright, alright, alright. Sister-in-law, Sister-in-law."
Tang Si, unable to resist Qing Muyye's stubbornness, changed his address and then spread his hands. "Don't I get a fee for changing my tune?"
"Death benefit, do you want it?"
Qing Muyye shot him a sharp glare, a warning.
"Tsk, Second Brother, you're so violent." Tang Si shook his head. "Little La... ah, right, Sister-in-law. Sister-in-law, you have to be careful. Most people like this have violent tendencies. If he dares to lay a hand on you, tell me. I'll call Han Yu and Big Brother to back you up."
Meng Jingwei couldn't help but laugh. She sat opposite him. "A happy occasion makes one feel spirited. You two, you're not being honest."
Ever since they walked in, she had noticed Shi Ran and Tang Si exchanging glances; they seemed very off.
"Oh dear, Sister Wei, what are you talking about? Tang Si and I really have nothing going on." Shi Ran's small face instantly turned red again.
"Oh~~, Brother Si?" Meng Jingwei raised her hand to cover her mouth. "Hehehe."
"Enough!"
Tang Si couldn't stand it any longer. He grabbed Shi Ran's hand, pulled her over, sat her on his lap, and openly introduced her, "This is Shi Ran, and she's my girlfriend now. In the future, Second Brother and Sister-in-law, please take good care of us."
"Tang Si! You... didn't we agree not to go public yet?"
Shi Ran blushed and chided him.
Unexpectedly, Tang Si raised his hand and poked her forehead. "You can stop it. It's practically written all over your face. Did you think Second Brother and Sister-in-law wouldn't notice?"