My body stiffened.
Looking up at Zhou Lang, who was looking down at me, I said weakly, "I really ate it so as not to waste it."
Feeling guilty, he accidentally dropped his chopsticks onto the table.
It makes a "click" sound.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Lang silently picked up the chopsticks on the table for me, wiped them with his sleeve, and then neatly placed them on the bowl and plate.
"Ahua, you can just tell me what you want to eat, and eat whatever you want. You don't need to try to please me by becoming a different version of yourself." For some reason, the gentler Zhou Lang spoke to me, the more uncomfortable I felt.
"Zhou Lang, don't be angry!" I stood up and said softly.
Zhou Lang pressed me back into my seat: "Zhou Lang isn't angry, Ahua, keep eating!"
Then he turned around and looked at Ye Chen with a sharp gaze, saying, "Someone thinks that the current Zhou Lang is still the same Wen Heng as before, and that the woman he likes is still the same as before, but little does he know that the current Zhou Lang is just Zhou Lang, and has nothing to do with the Wen Heng of the past."
Then he turned to me, looking at me with burning eyes, and continued, "The woman I love will always be the same as when I first met Ah Hua. But if Ah Hua is happy, no matter what you become, Zhou Lang will always only have eyes for Ah Hua. I just don't want Ah Hua to be misled by the words of outsiders and to deliberately change herself."
“Zhou Lang…”
I was deeply moved by Zhou Lang's words; it turned out he knew everything.
"Furthermore, Zhou Lang will definitely help Ahua beat up anyone she wants to beat up but can't!"
Having said that, Zhou Lang's eyes flashed with a cold, sword-like light as he looked at Ye Chen. He cracked his knuckles, and with a sharp, snapping sound, Zhou Lang lunged forward at Ye Chen, poised to punch him.
Ye Chen, however, still wore a playful grin: "You want to hit someone in broad daylight?!"
"Yes! That's exactly who I'm going to hit!"
Zhou Lang squinted at him and began to tease and provoke him while swinging his fist toward his head with a flourish.
Seeing Zhou Lang's serious expression, Ye Chen suddenly stopped smiling and dodged the punch that Zhou Lang was throwing.
He pushed back his chair, stood up, and became serious: "Then let's have a competition!"
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Lang and Ye Chen began exchanging blows.
I stared in disbelief at Zhou Lang, whose agile movements and swift, precise attacks were evenly matched with Ye Chen's.
This was the first time I had ever seen him fight so dashingly and heroically to make me shine.
I was so excited I almost jumped up to cheer him on.
"Well done! Zhou Yu is amazing!"
Upon hearing my praise, Zhou Lang seemed to be injected with adrenaline, and he fought bravely.
"Beat him so badly his claws are scattered all over the ground!"
Watching the two fighting, I didn't seem worried at all. Instead, I sat at the table, happily munching on a chicken leg, like a spectator enjoying a good show.
"Ah Hua, you're so biased! Can't you even give me a word of praise?" Ye Chen complained to me while sparring with Zhou Lang.
"You lackey Ye Chen, then I wish you a speedy ascension to paradise!" I said this to him without hesitation, but I pretended not to hear the last four words, "a speedy ascension to paradise."
Ye Chen looked puzzled and curious about what the four words I said later were, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Huh?"
Before he knew it, Zhou Lang punched him to the ground. He sighed with a bitter face, "You two are too ruthless!"
Zhou Lang stepped on Ye Chen's back, letting him struggle on the ground, and said to me, "Ahua, you decide how you want to deal with him!"
It feels so good to have someone backing you up; I suddenly admired Zhou Yu even more.
I squatted down smugly, holding the chicken leg bone I had just finished eating, and lifted his chin: "Learn how a dog barks?"
Ye Chen lay on the ground, utterly dejected, and reluctantly barked softly, "Woof!"
"Good dog! Here's your reward!" I quickly put the bone in his mouth.
Ye Chen, a bone dangling from his mouth, looked at me with a resentful expression, like a dejected dog.
"Ouch, my shoulders hurt. Quickly, give me a shoulder massage! And a leg massage." I put my feet up on the table and leaned back in my chair, ordering him around.
Zhou Lang kicked him away.
After a bout of violent coughing, Ye Chen slowly stood up, his face contorted in pain but he managed a smile as he walked over to me and obediently began to massage my shoulders.
"Give me a leg massage!"
He obediently started massaging my legs again.
It would be even better if a little tune were played at this point.
Zhou Lang, however, became interested and took out his guqin from the room. He sat down in front of the guqin and began to pluck the strings with flowing grace.
A melodious tune of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" entered my ears.
It made this hot summer feel a bit cooler and more refreshing.
I was suddenly struck by how unexpected this happiness had come; I could hardly believe it.
"I'm thirsty!" I said, spreading my hands in anticipation.
Ye Chen, understanding perfectly, poured me a cup of tea and handed it to me with great courtesy.
I squinted at Ye Chen, puzzled: "What's the point of you being so attentive and obedient?"
I always felt that he was just hiding and pretending to be someone he was not.
"I'm after you! Maybe one day I'll catch your eye, go from a servant to a concubine, and then from a concubine to the main wife!"
"Pfft!" I spat out the tea I had just taken a sip of because of Ye Chen's words.
"Please, you're a man, yet you say you and Ye Ling'er are two different individuals. I feel like you've inherited her outdated, feudalistic ideas about women. You're always talking about how husbands of concubines, first wives, and second wives address and think about women..."
"Aren't men and women the same? Men can enjoy what they have, so can't women enjoy what they have too?" Ye Chen said dismissively.
"Hmm... what you're saying... makes some sense..." I pondered the meaning of his words.
"However, when it comes to feelings, it's better to stick with one person forever! You're not allowed to have any designs on me anymore!" I said sternly.
"Mortal couples rarely last more than a hundred years. Even after a long time, they can grow to loathe each other. How much more so for us immortals, demons, and monsters? If we love someone endlessly for a hundred or a thousand years, we'll surely grow to loathe them too. Well, I can wait until you're disgusted with your partner before you come looking for me!" Ye Chen shamelessly blurted out another such statement.
"Hehe~" I twitched my lips and couldn't help but sneer.
"That makes some sense... Even so, it couldn't possibly be you!"
"Bang..." Zhou Lang's zither music stopped.
She glared at him angrily and said, "Ah Hua, if you get tired of looking at my face, I can use magic to transform into whatever she wants to see. You don't need to worry about it!"
“Zhou Lang is right…” I suddenly thought this idea was pretty good.
"What do you mean, right? Do you have magic now? Even if you do in the future, how long will it take? A year? Ten years? A hundred years? Can you guarantee that you won't get tired of each other during that time?" Ye Chen persisted.
"Won't!"
Zhou Lang and I spoke with unwavering conviction, a rare occurrence.
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