Chapter 35

Chapter 35 – ‘The immoral and despicable’ Chu Peng (2)

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Chu Qiao really liked Tang Weiguo’s personality. He was bright, cheerful, and his appearance was quite handsome. Although his ranking was the last one, the teachers all liked him very much. Tang Weiguo in the previous life had great prospects.

In the past, when she had nothing to do at home, she liked to read various kinds of books. The book said that the people with high EQ were more likely to succeed than people with high IQ. This sentence was quite suitable for Tang Weiguo.

“Be careful, it’s hot.”

Chu Qiao reminded him. She was in a good mood, and her eyes were bent with a smile. Tang Weiguo could not help being stunned, the soup in his hand was about to spill.

“Cough cough…”

Chu Peng coughed a few times. Tang Weiguo’s face became so hot that he didn’t dare to take a look anymore. He was thinking that this kind of appearance, Chu Qiao could really harm the country and cause suffering to the people. It was no wonder that the emperors in ancient times were so fascinated that they even forgot about the imperial court. If the imperial concubine looked like Chu Qiao, and he was the emperor, what kind of shit court would he go to? Just immediately be abdicated and give the throne to the virtuous next emperor. It would be nice to hold this beauty in his arms and be entranced.

Chu Yuanzhi came out of the room and saw the dishes on the table. He immediately praised them and said, “This dish is really good. It’s full of colors, smells and flavors. The food in the hotel is just like this.”

The straight-faced He Jihong’s expression softened a little, and she smiled a little more. She liked Chu Yuuanzhi’s sweet talk and beauty. Otherwise, she was a dignified Miss He from He family, even if it was a second marriage,  she would not marry a useless man like Chu Yuanzhi, who had no family background, and still carried a drag oil bottle1.

1拖油瓶 tuo you ping : drag oil bottle ; child of a previous marriage living with the family of the second husband.

“Weiguo, eat the prawns.”

He Jihong used the public chopsticks to serve the prawns for Tang Weiguo. She was kind, enthusiastic, and full of warmth.

“Thank you, Aunt He.”

Looking at the prawns in the bowl, Tang Weiguo nodded his head a little. In fact, he didn’t really like prawns very much. But he didn’t know why, He Jihong always thought he liked prawns. Every time he came to eat at Chu’s house, He Jihong would keep feeding him prawns. Actually, he really preferred to eat some braised pork.

Chu Peng glanced at him, and while He Jihong was not paying attention, he took all the prawns in Tang Weiguo’s bowl to his plate and gave some to Chu Qiao. Tang Weiguo was relieved, and happily took a chopstick to eat the braised pork. The taste was ok, but it was not as delicious as his mother’s.

Chu Qiao looked at her brother in surprise. Chu Peng was peeling the prawn attentively. From the side, His face was almost the identical to Chu Yuanzhi’s, except that their temperaments were completely different, one was cold and the other was warm.

Chu Qiao didn’t understand what her brother was thinking, and she was too lazy to think about it. She concentrated on eating prawns. She didn’t like meat, but she liked prawns and crabs. She would never get tired of eating them every day. Unfortunately, He Jihong didn’t like them, so Chu Yuanzhi rarely bought prawns and crabs.

“Weiguo, eat the prawn!”

When He Jihong saw that the prawn in Tang Weiguo’s plate was gone, she thought he had finished eating them. So she immediately arranged for Tang Weiguo to have a large plate of prawn, most of which were given to Tang Weiguo, the rest to Chu Yuanzhi and her son. As for Chu Qiao, there was nothing for her, how could a stepdaughter be worthy for such expensive prawn.

“Chu Qiao… jie, help me eat these.” Tang Weiguo saw that Chu Qiao liked to eat prawns, so he took the initiative to pass the prawns to her plate.

“Sure.”

Chu Qiao would not refuse. The prawns that Chu Yuanzhi bought were very fresh, tender, and sweet. She could eat a large plate alone.

“Why doesn’t Weiguo eat the prawn? Is it not delicious?” He Jihong was very dissatisfied, but he couldn’t throw his anger at Tang Weiguo, so he had to glare at Chu Qiao secretly.

Tang Weiguo was about to say that he didn’t like prawn. He was kicked heavily on his feet, and it hurted so much. So he had to change his mouth. “It’s delicious. The prawn made by auntie is super delicious. But, I just ate too much watermelon, so I was full.”