Translator: Endless Fantasy Translation Editor: Endless Fantasy Translation
Shen Xi frowned.
Leaving Shen Xi without a chance to refuse, Song Wenye stuffed the pizza in her hand together with a pair of disposable gloves, “Give this to Big Brother too.”
Shen Xi took the stuff and handed it to Fu Qingli. “Here.”
Not knowing what to feel, Fu Qingli solemnly uttered, “Thank you.”
Yu Yuanxi got a “Brother” while he got a “Here”
Shen Xi believed Song Wenye did it on purpose. It had to be. After the pizza, Song Wenye would give her duck feet, duck livers, and duck tongues every now and then for Shen Xi to pass to Fu Qingli.
Fu Qingli went from being jealous to gradually enjoying himself. This was the first time in his life to be given things by his sister, albeit not to her free will. Still, she shared the food with him.
Behind the wheel, Xu Xu was calm from the initial shock and grew unfazed by the situation. Young Master Qingli was a germaphobe to the point that he was picky with food. He would travel anywhere with his own chef while the ingredients were airlifted from his estate. Young Master Qingli never indulged in food anywhere else.
Yet now, he was eating street food.
As expected, the great existence of a sister could change a person’s habits.
It was a pleasant moment in the car, way better than when they were in the dormitory. It was mainly because Song Wenye could go on talking for days even though no one responded to her. She was the life of the party
With the car fast approaching the neighborhood, Song Wenye inquired, “Big Brother, can you stop by the snack shop? I want to get something.” “Sure.” Fu Qingli took to the girl who had just come along. With her around, Xixi was nicer to him.
Xu Xu parked in front of the shop. Song Wenye dragged Shen Xi along before sticking half her head into the car. She waved. “Wait here. We’ll be right back.” Fu Qingli watched as the girls dumped the food bags and trash into the bin. With confusion running through his eyes, Fu Qingli observed the girls running hand-in-hand to the snack shop
Did girls have a bottomless-pit appetite?
Out of the food that was bought earlier, he and Yuanxi only ate the pizza. The rest of the food, including two other slices of pizza, was divided between the girls.
Soon.
The pair returned, holding a bag of junk food each. “Yu Yuanxi, do you want a pork puff?” Song Wenye uttered as she hopped into the car. Before he had a chance to reply, she hurled him a few packs of food.
Yu Yuanxi took a glance at the food. These were Xixi and her favorite snacks. The streetside wholesale snack shop sold everything under the sun. Song Wenye threw him pork puff, plant-based meat, chicken feet, and two cod sausages. He loved these.
“Xixi, ask Big Brother what he wants.” Song Wenye urged Shen Xi.
Shen Xi opened up the plastic bag in hand to show him many individually packed snacks. She let out a courteous smile. “Take a look.” Fu Qingli had never seen this stuff before, let alone eaten them. Judging by the colorful packaging, he could tell the food was not healthy. Nevertheless, healthy or not, eating or not; it all boiled down to the person giving the food to him. Studying her face, Fu Qingli grinned broadly and muttered in a thick voice, “Recommend one to me.”
Shen Xi had always known that Fu Qingli was handsome. However, he often put on a poker face as though people owed him money. Caught off guard by his killer smile, Shen Xi cleared her throat and answered, “All of them.”
Fu Qingli asked, “Which one is your favorite?”
Shen Xi was not used to Fu Qingli playing nice. Sulkily, she picked out two packets of latiao and two packets of beef jerky for him. She then lifted her head and faced him.
Fu Qingli remarked, “Can you give me one of the pork puffs Yuanxi has?”
Shen Xi retorted, “I don’t have one.” “I have, I have!” Song Wenye offered timely assistance by tucking more than a few in her hands.
Shen Xi,’_
Fu Qingli accepted the pork puff with a tender smile. “Thank you, my dear sister.”
Shen Xi was sitting on pins and needles to be addressed as his sister. Since it was not polite to pay no heed, she responded, “You’re welcome.” As the car entered the neighborhood and turned the corner to the home, Song Wenye excitedly tugged Shen Xi. “Xixi, your Toffeecito’s Dad is home.”
Sitting in the middle, Shen Xi could not see anything. She turned to glance at Song Wenye.
Song Wenye commented, “His car’s in the front. He must be back.”
The words “Toffeecito’s Dad” put Fu Qingli in a foul mood. Were they talking about Li Yuan? What heinous act did he commit in his past life to be family with Li Yuan in his life now? If things went as planned, Li Yuan would become his brother-in-law!
With the car drawing close to the house gates, Shen Xi finally caught a glimpse of Li Yuan’s ride parked at the front door. By the looks of the snow gathered, the car must have been there for quite some time.
While getting out of the car, Shen Xi took a glance at the estate next door. The house was dark without any lights on. Looking at her house with sparkling eyes, she strutted there with a bounce to her steps.
Fu Qingli clearly saw the sudden joy in her dazzling eyes. However, her happiness was not because of him.
Song Wenye and Yu Yuanxi carried their things and followed behind. They did not let Fu Qingli do the lifting as he was a guest.
The streetlights shone brightly into the yards. Their shoes made creaking noises as they crossed blankets of snow in the yard. Shen Xi curled her lips affectionately while gazing at the trails of footprints in the snow. It did not take long before a figure emerged from the living room to the door.
Shen Zhangqing waved at her. “Did you pick her up?” Shen Xi nodded, “Yes.”
This was not right. Where was Li Yuan? Why was Dad alone?
As she fell deep into her thoughts, another familiar and taller shadow appeared behind Shen Zhangqing. The shadow took two steps and stood beside Shen Zhangqing. It was none other than Li Yuan.
“Brother,” Shen Xi sweetly cried. With a smiling face, she charged toward him. Trailing in the back, Fu Qingli watched as she ran toward the eyesore. Filled with rage, he looked daggered at Li Yuan.
Song Wenye quietly stared at Fu Qingli. Was that hostility in the air?
She knew that Fu Qingxuan was not a fan of Toffeecito’s dad. Sisi had asked her whether Fu Qingxuan had a crush on Xixi. Oh, the look on his face then was awful.
Fu Qingli was indeed Fu Qingxuan’s brother as their expressions were exactly the same.
