Ch 287: Daughter of the Republic VS Chinese Opera Singer (11.19)
Du Shu was a little puzzled. Just now, from the time Hai Tang had returned, sheâd been continuously weeping. She did not ask, and Hai Tang did not say.
Sheâd mentioned ShuRong, then hemmed and hawed, then mentioned Xiao Mi.
Then after persistent questioning, she said ShuRong hit her because she saw that Hai Tang was with Xiao Mi, and was afraid sheâd tell Xiao Mi about her past.
Du Shu thought that ShuRong and Xiao Mi had a really good relationship, so she could understand this kind of thing happening.
She also didnât think there was any problem when the previous words were said.
Nian ShuRong was angry, but also found it laughable. What a good pity play.
âAuntie, Mom, do you know how this person cursed MeiMei? Hai Tang, you know how to complain. Why donât you talk about your conduct and deeds? What? You donât dare?â
Sheâd never seen such shamelessness. She was truly gaining knowledge and experience.
Ji Jinwen heard that there were things they did not know, and her expression became bad. âWhat the hell is going on?â
Nian ShuRong watched as Nian Xueâerâs face became more and more pale, and expressed she was very pleased.
Without missing a word, she told the two people about everything that happened at FuRong Restaurant, putting special emphasis on Hai Tang entering the Nian family while driving XunMi out, as well as her words cursing XunMi.
She was a good elder sister, and bullying her little sister was the same as bullying her.
Ji JinWen didnât know what to say for a moment, so she directly dragged Nian ShuRong away.
Du Shu, who was left behind, looked at Nian Xueâer with a complicated expression. Anguished, hurt, sad, and disappointed.
âChild, what we owe you, we will return to you. If you want something, weâll satisfy your desires. But you need to know, Xiao Mi is my daughter, and always has been.â
After she finished speaking, she heartlessly turned around and left, leaving Nian Xueâer some quiet space to think.
Nian Xueâer pulled at her dress with her fingers that were pale and almost transparent, the veins underneath clearly visible.
She clearly knew that Nian Xueâer was her own daughter, yet didnât treat her well as some fake goods. She didnât understand.
Her tears flowed down faster and more fiercely, and her heart felt like it was caught by something, making it hard to breathe.
XunMi was not aware of the Female Leadâs situation. At this moment, she was ridiculing this planeâs consciousness with BaoBao.
Looking at the correct script in her hand, she really didnât know what to say except, what the fuck?
How could there be such a pit for the Host? The Female Lead was reborn. Even if she clearly realized she was reborn, she was still reborn into the lifetime XunMi arrived in.
However, BaoBao, this idiot, threw her in at an earlier date, leading the Female Lead to stupidly think she was still abroad. She didnât show up immediately, so she didnât discover something was wrong right away.
But now that she wanted to come, she understood why BaoBao said it was too late.
Weakly lying on the leather sofa, XunMi only felt that life was hopeless.
[Host, BaoBao knows it was wrong, and absolutely will not make this type of mistake the next time.]
BaoBao pulled at its white fur and crouched on the armrest of XunMiâs sofa, in a manner of admitting its errors.
Really, what sort of master had what sort of pet? This skillful way of acknowledging wrongs, it had studied well.
XunMi still couldnât resist reaching out and pinching BaoBaoâs body, and saying between gritted teeth: âWhen will your IQ be online for once?â
Goddamn, she was increasingly doubting BaoBaoâs intelligence. This state of affairs had not been normal since the beginning!
BaoBao felt it had been wronged. It hadnât been intentional. Who let the world consciousness urgently call out for assistance, and then swindle them like this?
âWife, Iâm back!â As soon as XunMi was about to get up, she was grabbed and pressed down again.
Fortunately, this sofa was very soft, otherwise XunMi would definitely suffer internal injuries.
Ziju BaiLin embraced his wife and incessantly pasted kisses all over her face while his hands moved about.
If they werenât in the hall, it is estimated this guy would directly stage a forbidden 18+ scene.
XunMi moved her body a little. Okay, she couldnât move. She simply laid back.
âWhat happened with the matter I asked you to investigate before?â If she hadnât met with the Female Lead, she nearly would have forgotten sheâd asked her husband to investigate her original bodyâs matters.
Ziju BaiLin paused for a moment, seemingly thinking.
After a long while, he suddenly realized, âEh, Wife, didnât I already tell you? In that year, there was a mistake. The midwife who delivered you for your mother had just become a grandmother herself. Her daughter-in-law had just given birth to her sonâs daughter. Abandoned, she ran away, and her son joined the military. That midwife could only bring her own granddaughter with her. Then, who would have imagined, when she was helping your mother give birth, your father was given the wrong baby, and the midwife didnât notice. Just like this, the midwife never saw her son before she died, and the baby was raised by the leader of the acting troupe next door.â
It was a very simple thing, and there was no shameful secret behind it, nor anything intentional.
âAh, but Wife, I discovered that your cheap dad seems to have muddled along in positions neither big nor small, and is at this time the commander of the Northeastern Region.â
Originally he just wanted to take a look to see whether or not that man had died, but the result turned out to be that not only had he not died, he was still living, and living very well.
âHe later married a wife and had a son.â
XunMi was speechless. She really didnât know what to say. It was really a dog blood plot, ah.
âIâm exhausted. Quickly get up. Iâm hungry.â XunMi pushed the person on top of her, and couldnât help acting coquettish.
Ziju BaiLin heard that his wife was hungry. How was that acceptable? This became the top priority, and he immediately went to the kitchen to get something for his wife to eat.
Very soon, he came out with a large bowl of plump glutinous rice dumplings.[1] Fortunately, there was always food prepared to eat in the kitchen, else the hungry wife would not be happy.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Sitting in front of his wife, he ladled out a dumpling and brought it to her mouth before blowing on it, and then carefully feeding her.
âCome, Wife, open your mouth.â He looked at his wife expectantly.
XunMiâs felt her cheeks heat up. My husband is really... too... but her heart was beating quickly.
She opened her mouth and bit down on the rice ball in the spoon. The black bean paste flowed down onto her bright red lips. The white coating of the rice ball spun on the tip of her moist tongue, and she watched as Ziju BaiLinâs throat moved.
He suddenly felt that he was a little hungry. The more he fed his wife, the more hungry he got. He couldnât bear it. He scooped one into his mouth.
After that, one for her, one for him, and they quickly finished off the large bowl of rice balls.
As XunMi softly chewed, she couldnât help but sigh in her heart. She felt that eating handmade glutinous rice balls tasted really great.
Not only did it look white and crystal-clear on the outside, the insides gave one an appetite. This was not to say in any way she resembled glutinous rice balls!
A satisfied XunMi felt her stomach and couldnât help but sigh. Really refreshing.
Ziju BaiLin put down the bowl and turned around to see the young lady sitting languidly on the sofa, her dress white, and her long hair loosely draped over her shoulders, her appearance incomparable.
Especially those eyes, proud and arrogant, as if they had obtained a treasure. Her half-closed eyes fluidly moved into a curve, appearing particularly affectionate and beautiful.
At that moment, his heart was bewitched again, and he slowly leaned down and kissed the tender pink, diamond-shaped lips.[2]
Translatorâs Notes
[1] Rice dumplings are often served hot, and may have a filling such as sesame paste or red bean paste.