Zhang Shaozhong soaked himself in a large bathtub filled with half a bottle of shower gel, scrubbing himself three times until he felt like he was scrubbing his skin off, before he finally felt that the lace scent of his maid outfit had faded a bit.
He looked at his face in the bathroom mirror, his "tough guy" look restored, and clenched his fist menacingly.
"Hmph! Ye Meier! Ling Qingxue! Tonight I'll show you how many eyes the Horse King has! A husband's authority is weak, and the household is in turmoil!"
Wrapped in his bathrobe, he strode confidently out of the bathroom, ready to "settle accounts" with the two women.
When they got to the living room, they were dumbfounded.
The living room was brightly lit, and the huge coffee table was covered with all sorts of takeout boxes—spicy crayfish, grilled oysters, spicy crab, and a bunch of kebabs, all smelling delicious!
There were also several cans of chilled beer next to it.
Ye Meier was sitting cross-legged on the carpet without any regard for her image, wearing disposable gloves, wrestling with a small, clawing crayfish, her hands and mouth covered in red oil as she ate.
Ling Qingxue sat on the sofa next to her, still elegant, taking small bites of a grilled saury, with a steaming cup of tea in front of her, a stark contrast to Ye Meier who was enjoying her meal.
"Oh~ Husband, you're done washing?"
Ye Meier looked up, her lips stained with red oil, as if she had stolen some rouge. "Come on, come on! I specially made this for you to help you recover! Our little maid must have been exhausted today, haha!"
Zhang Shaozhong, who was full of grand pronouncements about "restoring the husband's authority," was suddenly rendered speechless by the rich aroma of cooking and crayfish.
He swallowed hard, forcing a serious expression:
"Don't give me that! Don't think you can bribe me with some food! I'm telling you, this isn't over!"
Ling Qingxue put down her chopsticks, picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth, looked up at him, and asked calmly, "What does my husband intend to do?"
“I…” Zhang Shaozhong was speechless for a moment.
Yeah, what can he do? Fight? He can't win.
Scolding? He probably couldn't out-argue Ye Mei'er's sharp tongue.
Reasoning with a woman? He's not that naive!
Seeing his frustrated expression, Ye Meier laughed even harder. She grabbed an oyster, slurped it into her mouth, and mumbled, "Exactly! What do you want, my husband? Do you want us to wear maid outfits for you too?"
Zhang Shaozhong's eyes lit up instantly!
This idea... seems... good?
Before he could speak, Ling Qingxue glanced at him indifferently, her eyes cold and carrying a hint of warning, as if to say, "Don't even think about it."
Zhang Shaozhong immediately deflated.
Night Enchantress, however, seemed to thrive on chaos. She leaned closer and patted Zhang Shaozhong's bathrobe with her greasy gloves: "Oh, my husband, don't be so petty! It's normal for couples to bicker and fight! Look, Jia Qinggao and I have prepared an 'apology feast' for you! Sit down and eat! These crayfish are delicious!"
As she spoke, she peeled a plump shrimp, dipped it in some broth, and stuffed it into Zhang Shaozhong's mouth without saying a word.
The rich, spicy flavor explodes in your mouth instantly, and the shrimp meat is bouncy and delicious.
Zhang Shaozhong subconsciously chewed twice... Mmm, it smells delicious!
"How is it? Not bad, right?"
Night Enchantress raised an eyebrow smugly.
While chewing, Zhang Shaozhong mumbled an "Mmm," then sat down and put on a pair of gloves.
Forget about husbandly authority and settling accounts, let's eat our fill first!
Thus, the scene transformed into three people sitting around a coffee table, embarking on a lavish feast.
Zhang Shaozhong and Ye Meier were the main force, the two of them scrambling for crayfish and kebabs, eating with great relish.
Ye Meier insisted on drinking with Zhang Shaozhong, clinking glasses with him while holding a beer can.
"Come on, my husband! Let's have a toast! To celebrate how handsome you look in your maid outfit today!"
"Get lost! Don't bring that up again!"
"Haha, are you shy?"
Ling Qingxue was mainly responsible for eating fish and vegetables, occasionally taking a sip of tea. She frowned slightly as she watched the two guys next to her, their hands covered in oil and bickering with each other, but ultimately said nothing.
Even when Zhang Shaozhong held a peeled, largest, and fattest shrimp to her lips, she hesitated for a moment, then opened her mouth slightly and accepted it.
"How is it, my wife? Is it alright?"
Zhang Shaozhong asked expectantly.
Ling Qingxue chewed carefully and nodded: "It's alright." Although it can't compare to divine delicacies, it has its own unique flavor.
Seeing this, Ye Meier immediately said sourly, "Oh~ the treatment of those who pretend to be high and mighty is really different, they even have someone peel shrimp for them~ Husband, I want some too!"
Zhang Shaozhong tossed her an unpeeled apple with a grumpy expression: "Do it yourself, and you'll have plenty to eat!"
"eccentric!"
Night Enchantress muttered to herself, but still deftly began peeling the skin.
After a hearty meal, the three of them were quite full and sprawled out on the sofa and carpet.
Zhang Shaozhong patted his round belly, let out a burp, and looked at Ye Meier next to him, whose face was flushed from drinking some beer and who looked even more charming, and Ling Qingxue, who was still aloof but whose eyes had softened a lot. The resentment he felt because of the maid outfit had long since vanished.
Actually... this is fine too.
It was lively and bustling, full of life.
He used to be just an ordinary guy, but after a miraculous encounter, he picked up two powerful wives, and his life skyrocketed.
Sometimes he felt it was a bit unreal.
But now, being squeezed together eating, drinking, and bickering makes him feel exceptionally at ease.
"Hiccup... I say," Zhang Shaozhong said lazily, "how about we eat like this more often from now on? It's way more potent than those magical fruits and elixirs!"
Ye Meier was the first to raise her hand in agreement: "Agreed!"
Ling Qingxue didn't speak, but she didn't object either.
Looking at the two women, Zhang Shaozhong's heart stirred, and he suddenly remembered what Elder Long had said.
The seal is loosening, and the future is uncertain.
But who cares? As long as they're around, life goes on no matter how we live it.
He chuckled and leaned closer to Ling Qingxue: "Qingxue, how about I teach you how to play games tomorrow? It's the latest fantasy masterpiece!"
Ling Qingxue frowned: "Games? Playing games is a waste of time and energy."
"Oh, let's experience it! Consider it a chance to get a feel for the people's lives!"
He then turned to Ye Meier: "Meier, I'll take you shopping tomorrow! We'll buy you everything you want!"
Ye Meier's eyes lit up: "Really? Husband, you're the best!"
She was about to pounce on him and kiss him.
Zhang Shaozhong quickly dodged: "Oil! Your hands are still oily!"
Seeing the two of them start arguing again in an instant, Ling Qingxue shook her head helplessly. But when she saw Zhang Shaozhong's energetic roguish smile and Ye Meier's undisguised joy, a hint of warmth quietly flashed across her cold eyes.
Perhaps, cherishing these days is the greatest motivation to face any storms in the future.
As for Zhang Shaozhong's plan to "restore the husband's authority"?
Well... probably, maybe, perhaps, he was already completely bankrupt the moment he decided to sit down and eat crayfish.
Zhang Shaozhong looked at the boisterous Ye Meier and the quiet Ling Qingxue, feeling quite pleased with himself.
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