Chapter 1207 - The Landlord’s Idiot Son
The 99th Divorce
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ou Mingâs stomach started to hurt and called out, âYu, Iâm hungry.â
Yu Lili looked up and glanced at Ou Ming. She quickly looked back down and replied offhandedly, âThen eat. No oneâs preventing you from eating.â
âFeed me.â The tone was clear, and the words were straightforward. It didnât sound any different from other days.
Now, the situation was different. Anyone listening couldnât help but detect the hint of a childish tantrum.
âShen Zhilie will feed you,â Yu Lili said while continuing to eat.
When Shen Zhilie heard his name, he straightened his back and announced bravely, âIâll feed you!â
Ou Ming was unwilling, but he had to consider the situation he was in. âAre you intending to feed me to death?â
âKilling a person is a crime, Good Sir! Even if I wanted to kill you, Iâd find a cleaner method!â Shen Zhilie rolled his eyes at Ou Ming. âSo, are you going to eat or arenât you?â
âI want some soup,â Ou Ming said.
Shen Zhilie grudgingly apportioned a bowl of soup for him and placed the bowl in front of Ou Ming.
âFeed me,â it was a command.
Shen Zhilie grew unhappy and snapped, âWhom do you think youâre speaking to?â
âYou caused my hand to be injured. Of course you have to feed me,â Ou Ming answered tonelessly.
Shen Zhilie tightened his lips, turned his head, and yelled, âWaitress, could I have a straw, please?â
Ou Ming was speechless, and so was Yu Lili.
The straw was quickly brought over. Shen Zhilie shoved it into Ou Mingâs mouth and put the other end into the soup bowl before tell him to suck.
Ou Ming seemed especially obedient. Such a ridiculous scenario was rarely seen.
Looking on, Yu Lili couldnât resist a smile. She quietly picked her phone up to record the event.
âIs it delicious?â she asked.
âI canât suck it up. Thereâs something blocking the bottom,â Ou Ming didnât seem to realize that he was being filmed and looked down unhappily. âCanât you just help me hold the bowl?â
âMy hand isnât that long. Get Shen Zhilie to hold the bowl for you,â Yu Lili said.
Shen Zhilie saw that Yu Lili was recording the scene and quickly rearranged his expression. He said, âJust until youâre done with your soup. A blind man shouldnât have so many demands. Go back and rest after this meal!â
Following that, Shen Zhilie picked up the chopsticks to pick some food and placed the food on the spoon. He lifted Ou Mingâs chin and said, âFoodâs coming in. Open your mouth.â
Ou Ming was an extremely unwilling participant, but he still opened his mouth and ate.
âGood baby. Eat more.â Shen Zhilie took another spoonful of rice with some ingredients and shoved it into Ou Mingâs mouth.
Ou Ming wasnât done with the previous spoonful. With this second spoonful, his mouth was full.
Yu Lili started giggling. âIs it tasty?â
Ou Mingâs mouth was full, so there was no way he could reply.
âHa ha ha ha!â The pressure that had been building up in Shen Zhilieâs chest the entire night finally had an outlet of release. âIs it tasty? Do you want more?â
Ou Ming couldnât say a word.
As Shen Zhilie continued feeding Ou Ming, he said to Yu Lili, âDoesnât this remind you of the landlordâs idiot son?â
Yu Lili couldnât control herself and almost spat her food out. She gripped on to the seat tightly and laughed until her shoulders were vibrating. But, she didnât make a sound.
When Shen Zhilie saw the way she was laughing, he could not help but burst out in silent laughter as well.
Neither of them made a sound. Ou Ming continued chewing his food. Under the table, he pinched the towel hard.
Shen Zhilie fed Ou Ming until he was full. Upon leaving the restaurant, Shen Zhilie held on to Ou Ming with one hand. He went over to Yu Liliâs side and whispered something in her ear.
Occasionally, Ou Ming would hear Yu Liliâs laughter. The resentment in his heart began to grow.
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Ou Ming: Ten years isnât too late for a manâs revenge. When I finally get my wife back, you, rascal, will die a horrible death!