Jiang Zhiyu and Song Yueyao couldn't help but wonder if the missing part of Xiaomi's soul had not yet returned to her body.
Anyone could see that such actions were something only a fool would do.
Yan Xingxiao suddenly realized, no wonder that young man always called this little girl idiot, could it be she was missing a screw in her brain, not quite normal?
Thinking back to her strange actions when saving Lady Yue earlier, it was terrifying on closer thought.
Could it be that Lady Yue's revival was purely a blind cat finding a dead mouse?!
As they say, fortune favors fools.
Just as everyone had different expressions, the young man stepped forward with a cold face, lifting Chai Xiaomi, who was pinching vigorously, up like picking up a chick.
The action was clearly much gentler than his earlier stance of lifting a sack.
Chai Xiaomi waved her arms in the air a couple of times, unable to break free, and had to protest, Wu Li! Put me down quickly!
Put you down for what? To touch other men?
Saying that, he still put her down.
Only her hands were firmly grasped by the young man, and the square cloth she had just used to wipe his hands was now being used by him to vigorously wipe hers.
It hurts... Chai Xiaomi whimpered in pain.
Wu Li shot her a cold glance, his eyes looking like they could chop her into minced meat, but the wiping force became even greater. I really couldn't tell, Chai Xiaomi, you really aren't picky.
Chai Xiaomi: There was a reason for that, if you don't believe me, listen to what the Shopkeeper says next!
Wu Li: I don't care what he says, you pulled this stunt in public, where does that put me? Don't forget, I am your husband!
Oh ho, this kid, his acting addiction is acting up, huh?
Biting the word husband so heavily, those who didn't know would really think it was anger out of humiliation after being cuckolded.
Husband, it's not like that, listen to my explanation. Chai Xiaomi's tone was anxious, choosing to play along with his act.
Come on, let's act, who's afraid of who!
Wu Li: Alright, explain then.
Huh???
Why didn't he follow the normal routine? No, bro, normally you should cover your ears and say Shut up, I don't want to hear your explanation! I won't listen, I won't listen!
Then she could start her Oscar-winning crying scene.
Good boy, not letting her perform, cutting off her acting path.
Forget it, the farce ends here, it was time for her to reveal the Shopkeeper's hidden identity.
But before she could explain, Wu Li suddenly sneered, Since you want to touch a man's chest so much, then I will reward you with a touch.
R-really?
Chai Xiaomi froze for a moment, as if hit by a lottery, and rubbed her hands excitedly.
In her dreams, she had seen the young man's bare upper body up close several times, with tempting pectoral muscles and distinct grooves.
She had wanted to personally verify his figure more than once, to see if it was really as depicted in her dreams.
But as soon as this thought popped up, she suppressed it.
If she blatantly assaulted his chest, in case she provoked his displeasure, she might not even be able to keep these hands.
But now, he actually offered himself up!
Seeing the girl's hands already raised in front of her, her almond eyes shining brightly, smiling somewhat wantonly.
Wu Li suddenly stuttered, N-not now!
How could he let others watch him being taken liberties with in broad daylight?
No, not taken liberties with.
This was his reward to her.
Who told her to be so desperate, he just pitied her.
Fine. Chai Xiaomi pursed her lips in disappointment, Anyway, you promised me, no going back on your word, swear on it.
Are you sick, you need me to swear on this? Wu Li was extremely speechless.
I don't care, you have to swear.
Swear it quickly!
Hurry up, hurry up!
Faced with the girl's annoying urging, he had to grit his teeth, raise three fingers, and make the first oath of his life:
I, Wu Li... swear here today! Let... touch once...
Really, let who touch, you didn't even say it clearly.
Let my wife.
Who is your wife?
...Chai Xiaomi.
Hey, do you know how to swear an oath! Touch where? You have to specify the exact part.
Touch... chest... cough... um...
After swearing the oath, the young man abruptly withdrew his hand gesture, his cheeks turning slightly red, even the tips of his ears were bright red, the rising and falling of his chest noticeably intensified, and a few traces of helpless bashfulness flickered in the depths of his bottomless eyes.
His intestines were green with regret, in a fit of anger at the time, he somehow brought up this idea.
He actually dug a hole for himself to jump into!
But as a dignified man, a word spoken is a word kept, he would never be someone who reneged on his promises.
Look at your sister, how she's getting more and more insolent, your brother-in-law is being bullied like this, aren't you going to do something about it?
Escort Leader Yan nudged Jiang Zhiyu with his elbow and whispered softly.
It was his first time seeing such interesting bickering, and even more so his first time seeing that arrogant young man being handled so much that he couldn't even speak fluently.
Jiang Zhiyu shook his head, Those two are evenly matched, today you bully me, tomorrow I bully you. Escort Leader Yan, you can rest assured, neither of them will suffer a loss.
To be honest, he was too busy being envious.
Wasn't he the only one who got bullied all day?
Thinking of this, a resentful gaze drifted towards Song Yueyao.
She seemed to sense it and glanced over, What are you looking at?
Jiang Zhiyu decided to be tough for once, What if I am looking?
A hot bump instantly grew on top of his head.
Ah, comfortable—
Song Yueyao looked at Jiang Zhiyu's clear eyes and rubbed her fingers, I allow you to reorganize what you just said.
Jiang Zhiyu smiled flatteringly, Yaoyao, I saw how pretty you are, so I couldn't help but look a bit longer.
Song Yueyao: Roll away!
Jiang Zhiyu: Alrighty.
Escort Leader Yan patted his chest as if frightened, his Lady Yue was still the best...
After the noise and commotion, everyone's attention finally returned to the Shopkeeper.
Zhu Yu knew she could no longer hide it, closed her eyes deeply, and spoke as if summoning all her courage, I suppose this young lady has already figured it out?
She took off her round hat, untied her hair tie, and let her long hair cascade down, My name is Zhu Yu, I am not a man, but just a lowly woman.
When saying this, Zhu Yu's face bore a sorrowful and self-deprecating smile.
Her voice returned to its original tone, perhaps because she often lowered it to sound rough, her original voice also carried a bit of hoarseness.
The Waiter opened his mouth in disbelief, S-Shopkeeper, y-you...
Good heavens, he had been doing odd jobs here for a long time, and hadn't noticed at all that the Shopkeeper was actually a woman?!
Even with her hair disheveled and her tone changed, he still couldn't believe it.
After all, men also kept long hair, what was so strange about that.
Go get me a basin of water and a cloth! Zhu Yu skillfully ordered the Waiter, though her voice had changed, her boss-like aura was still there.
Before long, in the clear water brought by the Waiter, she washed up. When everyone thought she would undergo a huge transformation, such as shedding her greasy appearance and turning into a delicate face.
Unexpectedly, she merely washed her face.
It was still dull and rough skin, her chubby face hanging with water droplets, looking even greasier.
"I am sorry to disappoint you all, but this is simply how I look." Zhu Yu wrung out the cloth and wiped her face.
As she did so, she suddenly buried her face in the fabric and burst into tears, weeping aloud like a child.
