Wu Yue was dragged downstairs by Zhou Yunwei.
Song Wenzhi and the other two deliberately slowed their pace, circling around Yan Chiyu, looking at each other with meaningful glances.
"Wow, Brother Yan, you've even come to a girl's bedroom."
Yan Chiyu looked at Song Wenzhi, who was blocking his way, and said, "Subordinate, make way."
"Subordinate? How did it become subordinate? Ah, Brother Yan, what do you mean by this!"
Song Wenzhi, unaware of what was going on, followed behind at a jog.
Qian Bolun and Que Guanghuai exchanged a glance. "Are we also... subordinates?"
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Mother Wu is a skilled cook; her family has specialized in culinary arts since she was a teenager. They've opened over a hundred chain restaurants nationwide, and later expanded their reach to include medicinal cuisine, advocating for healthy eating.
She later changed careers, got married and had children, and unintentionally became a successful career woman.
Today's hot pot base is Wu Mama's private recipe, and even the soup base is personally prepared and simmered by her.
Long tables are inconvenient to sit at, and it's really too much for a dozen or so people to eat together. So Wu Juemin had a few strong young men go with him to the storage room to move the round tables that they had bought before but hadn't used much, and they divided them into two sides.
Wu Yue sat at one table with her classmates, while the rest of the students sat at their own table.
But since they were all sitting close together, they didn't feel distant or awkward because they were sitting separately.
As soon as everyone took a bite, they showered the food with compliments: "My goodness, it's so delicious! Auntie, this is the best hot pot broth I've ever had. No restaurant outside can compare to your cooking."
Mother Wu couldn't stop smiling. "Whose child is this? He's so good at talking."
"Hehe, Auntie, my name is Qian Bolun, and I'm the second in the Qian family." Ever since that brief heart-to-heart talk with Wu Yue, Qian Bolun's personality has become more cheerful, shedding his usual restraint and awkwardness.
He had a smile on his face and seemed easy to get along with.
Although Qian Bolun and his two friends were the academic underachievers and spoiled brats of Class 18, they didn't have many bad habits. The crazy lifestyle of rich kids who indulged in eating, drinking, and having fun was nowhere to be seen in them.
Their poor grades have little to do with bad habits; it's purely a matter of limited intelligence.
Wu Juemin and Wu Cunxu shared a bottle of 1983 red wine, chatting amongst themselves.
Wu Tingyun poured Wu Nian a glass of warm water. "Little sister, Second Grandmother said we can only drink water."
Wu Nian turned to her brother and whispered, "I heard that 'fat otaku happiness water' is really delicious, brother, do you know what it is?"
"I think it's a drink called Cola. Doesn't Dad forbid us from drinking it?" Wu Tingyun thought for a moment and answered his sister's question very seriously.
Wu Nian stared at the lukewarm water in the glass in front of her, her small eyes filled with great confusion. Why can only children drink lukewarm water?
She tried to turn her head to look at her aunt.
Watching them drink the bitter melon juice with such a death-defying spirit, she suddenly felt a sense of pleasure. She didn't know why, but she just felt happy.
Que Guanghuai's handsome face scrunched up like a bun, and he said in a low voice, "It seems I can only accept Auntie's kindness once. If it happens again, I'll really die on the spot. It's so bitter... a bit astringent..."
"Ah. I can't take it anymore!" Qian Bolun pinched his nose and drank it all in one gulp.
Song Wenzhi smacked his lips, "Look at you two, so spineless! I think it tastes pretty good. It's perfect for cooling down and detoxifying in the summer."
Wu Yue suppressed a smile. "I'll go get you some watermelon juice. As for the bitter melon juice, leave it for someone else."
As she spoke, she glanced discreetly at the mythical creatures on the sofa in the hall.
They were all perched on the sofa armrests, staring longingly at this side, their eyes gleaming with anticipation of being fed.
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