Chapter 45 — The Campus God Who Spat Blood (19) | Operation Break Up the CP
Xing Ge drove the car down to the little town at the foot of the mountain.
The sedan behind them tailed the whole way.
“Sis, what do we do now?” Old Demon King asked cautiously.
Empress Dowager Chen gave him a chilly look that said, “How can anyone be this stupid?”
The big one and the small one in the back also expressed deep disdain for his IQ.
“Idiot.”
“Moron.”
“Spineless turtle.”
Old Demon King: …
What the F***, personal attacks again?
If you are so smart, why do you not lay out a plan from A to Z?
“In any case, I will not allow them to be together.” The Empress Dowager struck the table with a final verdict. “That kid is weak as a reed. He does not look reliable at all. One push and he will probably fall apart. Then will my son be left a living widower?”
The little girl hesitated, but in the end did not dare go against her mother’s tyrannical will.
Though in her heart she felt there was a much higher chance her big brother would be the one on the bottom. QAQ
The Empress Dowager would lead the charge herself. Big bro, may the heavens bless you.
Old Demon King brightened at once and slapped his thigh in excitement.
Ah yes, time to break up a CP. How thrilling. How long had he, a perennial single dog, been force fed poisonous dog food? Heh heh heh, at last it was payback time.
Chen Xiao Xi, you dared threaten your uncle. Now you will see how formidable I am.
Hands on hips, Old Demon King let out a villain’s laugh. “Brat, prepare to die. Wahahaha!”
Oblivious to having been designated the target, Chen Xi was escorting his freshly-minted little spouse to the most famous restaurant in town. It happened to be festival day and all the private rooms were booked, so they took a window table on the second floor.
Two pretty boys always make a feast for the eyes. During the meal, Chen Xi had already fended off a flock of shy girls asking for phone numbers.
He kept casting melancholy glances across the table, the very image of a palace concubine with grievances.
The person on the other side was eating happily, totally unaware that his corner was being pried loose.
In the presence of food, no man can compete. Food always wins.
Chen Xi sighed, deep and tragic.
Since he could not rely on the little fool, he would just have to cement his place as the cornerstone and make sure no one could pry him loose. This carefree little idiot.
Their every move showed up clearly on the screen in the surveillance room.
“Um…”
The restaurant manager asked in a small voice, “Excuse me, are you tracking dangerous suspects?” His little squinting eyes seemed to sparkle. “If there is anything I can do, please say the word!”
The squad in uniform sunglasses: …
“You only need to keep quiet.”
The little girl gave his shoulder a pat. Let this beautiful misunderstanding continue.
Old Demon King, meanwhile, was in a state of holy fervor. He spat all over his phone as he whispered, “Unit One in position, Unit One in position, prepare to launch Operation A.”
Action.
A commotion rippled through the restaurant.
Under the greedy eyes of the male patrons, a woman in a high-slit qipao swayed up the stairs in red heels. Sultry glances, snow-white legs, the whole package hit like a truck.
Men could not help themselves and tried to chat her up. She only smiled and declined, leaving a faint, alluring fragrance wherever she went.
“Hello, handsome. May I sit here?” The beauty flicked her wavy hair, planted a jade-white hand on Xing Ge’s table, and leaned down a little so that a teasing hint of cleavage showed.
Well now, the visitor was clearly up to no good.
“Sorry,” Chen Xi said evenly, “we ordered a lot of dishes. It would be a hassle to make room.”
His face was calm, but his eyes were those of a watchful leopard, alert to every threat around them.
Of course he knew this stunning siren had come for Xing Ge. How could a twenty-year-old kid bursting with hormones resist that kind of temptation?
Chen Xi did not want to gamble. Better to strangle danger in its cradle.
He did not expect the woman to be a veteran of the game. She ignored the “eviction notice” and sat herself down right next to Xing Ge. With a charming smile she said, “Meeting is fate. No need to talk about trouble. I just want to make a friend. Is that not right, handsome?”
Chen Xi narrowed his long, dark eyes. This woman was not simple.
Xing Ge, who was busy with chicken wings, was caught off guard by the address. She lifted her head, and the moment she did, that generous snow-white expanse filled her field of vision. Her brain went blank for a second and she swallowed.
B… big.
Basketballs? Watermelons?
How did you even grow a chest that defies the heavens?
She clicked her tongue in wonder and studied the “masterpiece” at close range, eyes filled with pure awe, completely ignoring the way someone across from her had gone black as a kettle.
The sultry woman was very pleased with herself. She had always been confident in her devilish figure. Hooking a fuzzy little chick who was not even fully feathered should be the easiest thing in the world.
She arched her chest proudly and sweetened her tone. Then she rummaged in her purse and gave a little gasp. “Oh no, my wallet is gone. I must have climbed out of the car too fast and dropped it somewhere. What should I do, I…” She bit her red lip, the very image of a damsel in distress. Any man would feel like handing over his heart on a platter.
However.
Xing Ge was not a man.
Second, she was a foodie.
So at that line, every alarm bell in her head went off.
The h***? Was this woman eyeing their spread? Using flirtation as a pretext to get close so she could freeload a meal?
Xing Ge: shameless. You think being pretty entitles you to dine and dash? Absolutely not. ╰_╯
System: um, I think you might be misunderstanding…
Xing Ge: Misunderstand my a**. Just because she is smiling at me does not mean I will go soft. Heads can roll and blood can flow, but food must never be betrayed.
System: …
It truly wanted to ask how this emotionally tone-deaf human had managed to survive this long.
Seeing those narrowed, vigilant eyes, Chen Xi could not help but laugh.
He finally understood. For this person, eating was the top priority.
Thinking that, he graciously took pity on the ignored beauty and ordered a few more dishes so she could join them.
Across the table, Xing Ge kept throwing him accusatory looks that said, How could you give our food to someone else.
Chen Xi shook his head, smiling. What a childish creature.
To soothe the wounded heart of a certain someone, he ordered a plate of golden, crisp pastries and leaned over to feed them to her by hand.
“Slowly. Do not choke. No one is fighting you for it.” His brows puckered as if in worry, but laughter shone in his eyes. He wore the indulgent look of a man helpless in the face of his darling’s appetite.
The neglected bombshell: …
Excuse me, but as a peerless beauty, do I not even get to exist?
I came here to seduce someone. Why did I end up force-fed a mouthful of dog food instead?
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