In a luxuriously decorated bathroom in a post-apocalyptic bunker, Qiao Meng stared wide-eyed, her face filled with disbelief: "This... Yueyue, how could you say such a thing?"

"Keep your voice down, do you want them to hear?" Yang Yue whispered a reminder.

"Xiao Qiao, I've seen it all along. You're interested in Chen Yu, and Chen Yu actually has feelings for you too," Yang Yue said earnestly. "You two are such a mess. One of you is shy, and the other is all talk and no action. Without external help, you'd probably have to wait forever to finally confess your feelings."

"Chen Yu has already told you his biggest secret. Do you know what that means?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Meng's cheeks flushed instantly. She lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, her heart pounding like a deer.

"But...but..."

"No buts, as long as you listen to me, I'll let you consummate your marriage tonight," Yang Yue said earnestly.

"I...I'm not ready yet." Qiao Meng's voice was so low it was almost inaudible. Her heart was racing, and she felt an unprecedented tension and confusion.

"These things are all about letting things happen naturally, right? What's there to prepare for?" Yang Yue said irritably. "Let me tell you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you don't seize it, you'll regret it later."

Qiao Meng was even more at a loss after Yang Yue's words. She looked up at Yang Yue, her eyes filled with confusion and unease.

"Yueyue, that's not what I meant... I just think that matters of the heart should be taken slowly and shouldn't be rushed."

"Take your time?" Yang Yue pouted. "Fine, you want to take your time, huh? Then I'm leaving."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Meng quickly grabbed Yang Yue's wrist.

"You agreed?" Yang Yue asked with a mocking expression.

Qiao Meng's cheeks flushed red, and she nodded with her head down.

“That’s more like it. As for feelings, we can cultivate them slowly. Let’s get on board first.” Yang Yue patted Qiao Meng on the shoulder, looking pleased.

In that instant, she suddenly had a strange feeling, as if she were a pimp.

"Chen Yu, you bastard, you got off too easy!" Yang Yue cursed inwardly.

"Xiao Qiao, I can help you with this, but there's one thing we need to agree on beforehand," Yang Yue said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Meng looked up at Yang Yue with a puzzled expression.

Yang Yue's expression turned serious, and she said in a deep voice, "I'll be the boss, and you'll be the concubine!"

"Huh~?" Qiao Meng looked at Yang Yue in astonishment, wondering if she had misheard or if Yang Yue was just joking.

"What do you mean 'ah'? We have to have a first-come, first-served order, right? Don't feel like you're at a disadvantage. At least you're still ahead of Lin Lele in line, aren't you?" Yang Yue raised an eyebrow.

"First come, first served? Before Lin Lele?" This information was too much for Qiao Meng to handle. She braced herself against the sink, trying to steady her swaying body and her chaotic thoughts.

"What? You still want to keep it all to yourself? If you want to keep it all to yourself, then let me tell you clearly, it's impossible!" Yang Yue said in a deep voice. "I've already made such a huge sacrifice, and you're still hesitating here? Don't forget, we're in the apocalypse, and every day could be the last. In this chaotic world, finding someone you can rely on is so rare. Chen Yu is a good man, he's worth fighting for, and he's worth cherishing."

Qiao Meng took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

Her brows furrowed slightly, as if she were engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

Yang Yue stood quietly to the side, not urging Qiao Meng. She knew that although Qiao Meng seemed gentle and weak on ordinary days, she was a smart woman. She could understand many things without Yang Yue having to say them.

Finally, Qiao Meng mustered her courage, looked up and stared directly into Yang Yue's eyes, her voice firm and clear: "I do."

Looking into Qiao Meng's determined eyes, Yang Yue felt a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her.

She knew that Qiao Meng's decision was not easy, as it meant that their relationship would change. But in this apocalyptic world surrounded by enemies, sometimes difficult choices had to be made. She needed to secure enough help for Chen Yu!

"Very good." Yang Yue nodded in satisfaction. "Xiao Qiao, listen to me, my plan is as follows..."

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Inside the restaurant, Lin Lele patted her round belly, looking completely satisfied.

Seeing that Qiao Meng and Yang Yue's seats were still empty, she couldn't help but mutter, "Did these two fall into the toilet? It's taking them so long to pee?"

He then looked at Chen Yu and said seriously, "Sir, why don't you go and check on him? Just in case something happens."

"Are you crazy? Two girls went to the bathroom, and you want me to go check on them?" Chen Yu said irritably.

"Yes, it's really not appropriate." Lin Lele chuckled awkwardly. "It's okay, let me digest my food. If they haven't come out yet, I'll go find them."

Just then, Yang Yue and Qiao Meng walked into the restaurant from a distance, one after the other. Both of them had somewhat subtle expressions, and Qiao Meng's cheeks still had a blush that hadn't faded.

"Are you two plotting something shady in the bathroom?" Lin Lele asked warily.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Meng seemed to have been stepped on the tail by Lin Lele, and quickly waved her hands: "No...we didn't!"

But she never lies, and this flustered denial only made Lin Lele more suspicious. She narrowed her eyes and circled the two of them, as if searching for some clue.

Yang Yue realized something was wrong; she couldn't let Lin Lele ruin things.

So she said to Lin Lele without any politeness, "Lin Lele, you're meddling too much! It's none of your business what I do with Xiao Qiao!"

"You..." Lin Lele was furious. She looked at Chen Yu: "Sir, look at this, you..."

"Alright, stop being unreasonable," Chen Yu said, directly stopping Lin Lele.

Then, with a concerned look, he asked Qiao Meng, "Qiao, are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing Chen Yu's caring words, Qiao Meng felt a warm current surge in her heart, and the blush on her face became even more pronounced.

Fearing that Qiao Meng would give herself away, Yang Yue quickly said, "She's just a little tired. I'll take her back to her room to rest first."

As he spoke, he pulled Qiao Meng into her bedroom.

"Something's not right, something's not right with these two!" Lin Lele muttered under her breath, her eyes narrowed.

Although she has a carefree personality, having survived in this apocalyptic world for so long, her intuition has become exceptionally sharp.

The subtle interaction between Yang Yue and Qiao Meng, and Qiao Meng's deliberately concealed blush, all seemed to be telling some unspeakable secret.

"Stop making wild guesses. Now that everyone's finished eating, you're in charge of cleaning up this mess." After saying that, Chen Yu got up and left the dining room to go play games in the living room.

Lin Lele was left alone in the restaurant, wailing in anguish.