"Host, as I said, your relationship with the male lead will also face challenges, misunderstandings, and mutual suspicion." Seeing that Tang Wenya was blaming it, the system quickly explained, "Since we are going to follow the main storyline, we have to go through these things."
The main storyline of this book is the relationship between the male and female protagonists and their future career paths.
The purpose of slapping the female supporting character in the face is to increase the sense of satisfaction and promote the romantic development between the male and female leads. In the end, it is still to support the main plot.
"If I just observe and see how things develop, will that woman back down?" Tang Wenya was still furious with Xu Qingning and was always thinking of getting revenge on Xu Qingning, so she wasn't very interested in the other female supporting characters.
System: "Master, that won't do. You must defend your love just like you did with Xu Qingning. If you can't even handle the third and fourth female leads, then you really won't be able to hold onto your female lead luck."
"I know." Tang Wenya said impatiently, rubbing her brow. "You know I've been so tired lately, all because of Xu Qingning."
If Xu Qingning hadn't said those things to Xu Jianguo...
Xu Jianguo wouldn't be so angry, he would keep arguing with Jiang Yumei, and he would even accidentally push Jiang Yumei down the stairs.
She was implicated as well.
The system was excited: "Host, I found that Xu Qingning is going to participate in a fashion design competition. She wants to win a prize of 500 yuan. I think we can compete for it too."
Upon hearing the price of five hundred yuan, Tang Wenya immediately became interested. "Where is the competition?"
"From the provincial capital." The system started searching again. "Registration hasn't ended yet. Xiao Tingshen has a relative on the organizer's side. She can help you register. This fashion competition is open to both individuals and organizations."
"Really? That's great!" Tang Wenya's eyes lit up. "Although I don't know anything about clothing, Chen Meili is an expert. She can make clothes, which is the entry for the competition. I wonder if she's up to the task."
"It's alright, as long as she understands." The system said confidently, "We have existing examples to learn from, so there's nothing to worry about."
"Okay, I'll leave this to you." Tang Wenya understood immediately. "You tell me, and I'll draw."
Anyway, she doesn't live in the tenement anymore, so even if her work is similar to Xu Qingning's, it can't be said that she plagiarized.
Whoever gets on stage first is the original creator.
"Don't worry, leave it to me." The system was quite pleased with itself. "We'll innovate on her original approach; that's our idea."
"I'll discuss this with Chen Meili tomorrow. I don't believe she won't be tempted by a 500 yuan bonus." Tang Wenya's mood improved immediately, and she said disdainfully, "As for that rotten suitor, let her come if she dares. I'll definitely shut her up."
Want to steal her man? Dream on!
Soon, everyone in the courtyard knew that Zhao Jingyu had returned. They came to see him one after another in the evening. Several neighbors, including Xu Qingning and Yang Yuelan, did not recognize him.
They don't often walk around in the yard, and the neighbors go to work early in the morning and return late in the evening, so they rarely have the chance to meet.
The people started talking about the rumors circulating in the courtyard these days, and as they talked, they mentioned who spread the rumors and who heard them from whom.
After chatting for a while, everyone agreed: "It came from Tang Wenya."
“I will report this to my superiors and let them handle it.” Zhao Jingyu was not angry and said calmly, “If we encounter something like this again in the future, let’s all stay calm and not spread rumors. I don’t care, but if my mother and my wife take it seriously and get hurt, then it will be a big problem.”
Everyone agreed.
After finally seeing everyone off, Xu Qingning started washing her hair. She used to wash her hair every two days, but now that the weather is cold, she only washes it once a week. Yang Yuelan wouldn't let her wash it, worried that she would catch a cold.
When Zhao Jingyu heard that his wife wanted to wash her hair, he immediately brought in the mud stove from outside: "I'll boil water for you, you can just wait inside."
She barely spoke to him today.
He needs to make a good impression quickly.
“This mud stove produces smoke, so it can’t be placed inside the house.” Yang Yuelan was worried and came over to check. “You two move to my room, and I’ll sleep in yours. It’s warmer on the kang.”
"Would you like to sleep on the kang (heated brick bed) at Mom's place?" Zhao Jingyu asked Xu Qingning from the doorway. Xu Qingning had already let her hair down, her long hair falling loosely, giving her a messy yet innocent beauty.
He glanced at her and instantly fell for her.
His wife is so beautiful... What if he can't breathe?!
"No need, it's not cold now." Xu Qingning didn't want to change places; she couldn't sleep if she changed places. She just wanted to wash her hair, and she didn't want to have to switch rooms with her mother-in-law.
"Then we won't change it. I'll go out and buy a stove tomorrow, and the house won't be cold anymore." Zhao Jingyu reluctantly withdrew his gaze, lit the mud stove with old newspapers, put in a few pieces of firewood, and placed the kettle on the mud stove. Seeing that Yang Yuelan was still worried about him and was standing by watching, he quickly said, "Mom, you rest, I can do it."
"Put the mud stove at the doorway, not inside the house," Yang Yuelan repeatedly instructed. "Mainly because there will be smoke, so you don't want to be choked by it."
"Okay." Zhao Jingyu rarely joked with Yang Yuelan. "Mom, I'm not a three-year-old anymore. Can you trust me this once?"
"It's good that you know." Yang Yuelan then returned to her room.
The mud stove that Zhao Futang made, apart from producing a little smoke, boiled water quite quickly. After the water was hot, Zhao Jingyu carried it in and said to Xu Qingning, "Lie down, I'll wash you."
"Bring me a towel, don't get the sheets wet." Xu Qingning didn't refuse; she was bending over to wash them, which was quite tiring for her.
"I'll wash the sheets when they get wet. I just love washing sheets." Zhao Jingyu got up and grabbed a towel, looking at her seriously. "Just lie down, I'll take care of everything else."
"..." Xu Qingning blushed instantly, but she couldn't refute his words. She felt that she couldn't sleep in the same bed with him anymore.
Zhao Jingyu gently washed her hair, his large hand intentionally or unintentionally slipping inside her collar, making her feel itchy and tingly. Xu Qingning felt her ears turn red.
That bastard only knows how to take advantage of her.
He deliberately provoked her.
"Relax, I'm just washing your hair." Seeing that she didn't say a word and her ears were red, Zhao Jingyu chuckled, "I'm your man, what can I do to you?"
"Stop talking, or you won't have to wash anymore." Xu Qingning didn't want him to wash anymore; he even preyed on a pregnant woman—what a scoundrel!
The glimpse of her skin beneath her collar was barely visible. He looked away, his expression hardening. "Change the water again, and we'll be done."
He couldn't bear to watch any longer.
For him, this was pure torture.
After washing her hair, Zhao Jingyu took the newly bought hair dryer and used it to dry her hair. The hair dryer was a bit loud, but the air it blew was warm and comfortable.
Fortunately, he was carefully blow-drying her hair; if he tried to flirt with her again, she would kick him.
After drying her hair, Xu Qingning tried to sit up, but her body felt too heavy to do so.
Zhao Jingyu quickly stepped forward to help her up, and said with a smile, "You don't need to bother with such small things as getting up in the future. Just call me and I'll help you up. I'll take care of you 24 hours a day."
Xu Qingning glared at him, took the hair tie, and tied her hair up. When she looked down, Zhao Jingyu had already taken off her socks: "It's a good time to wash your feet. I'll wash mine after you're done."
Her feet were also fair and tender.
It was the first time he had seen her feet, and he was about to reach out when she refused, saying, "I can do it myself."
"I dare to make you do such a small thing as washing your feet yourself?" Zhao Jingyu liked to see her embarrassed. He took the cloth and wiped her feet without saying a word, whispering, "I also know how to massage. I'll give you a full-body massage later."
"Stop it." Xu Qingning pulled her foot back, grabbed the blanket, and lay down. This man was really too slick.
Yang Yuelan was still thinking about the mud stove, so she stood outside the door and knocked, urging him to move it out quickly.
Zhao Jingyu was both amused and exasperated. He quickly washed his feet, moved the mud stove outside, and after a flurry of activity, went to bed. He sighed, "It's so much better at home. I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight."
Xu Qingning turned her back to him, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.
A pair of large hands hugged her from behind: "Didn't you ask me to be in charge of prenatal education? I'm going to teach the baby now!"
Thank you to Muyuqingfeng and Hekou-Ee for the monthly tickets.
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