"Wow, I really didn’t expect them to be siblings. No wonder they’re both so good-looking," the assistant sighed.
"I want to eat marinated pork buns. Go buy them now," Gao Yuxin said coldly to the assistant.
"Huh?" The assistant was stunned. Eating marinated pork buns in the middle of the day?
"From the place we ate at before," Gao Yuxin said angrily, "Why are you still standing here? Did I pay you to daydream or to gossip during work hours?"
The assistant glanced at Gao Yuxin, said nothing, stood up, and walked out the door.
As soon as the assistant left, Gao Yuxin furiously swept all the bowls and chopsticks off the table onto the floor, making a mess. His face twisted into a mask of rage as he looked at the chaotic scene.
Ruan Tingyi! Next time you definitely won’t have such good luck!
...
Meanwhile, Ruan Tingyi was trying to reason with Qi Feng.
"Old Qi, just let me have one more piece, just one more." Ruan Tingyi watched Muye eating braised pork, her eyes practically turning green with envy. But Qi Feng wouldn’t let her have a fourth piece.
"Ambition!" Muye said disdainfully, "Only asking for one piece. If I were you, I’d ask for three more."
"How could that be possible?" Qi Feng sneered, "Not even one piece, let alone three?"
"Yeah, since the result’s the same, why not ask for more?" Muye said with satisfaction while putting another piece of braised pork into his mouth.
Ruan Tingyi and Qi Feng: ... That actually made a bit too much sense for us to argue back.
Qi Feng paused and said, "I have confirmed it, you guys really are siblings; your brains work the same way."
"Then aren’t you, big brother, leading the charge in stupidity?" Muye wanted to retort.
"No, maybe Old Qi and I took all of mom’s essence, leaving you two with just the dregs," Qi Feng said seriously.
Muye and Ruan Tingyi exchanged looks and then both fell into an eerie silence.
It actually sounded somewhat reasonable.
Their big brother and second brother were such talents, while the two of them seemed to... forget it, better not to say anything.
"By the way, when we go to Tianmiao’s house later, take it easy," Ruan Tingyi suddenly remembered and advised.
"Got it, got it. Don’t worry," Muye assured.
The original plan was to thank Tianmiao after her lunch break, but Muye was urgently called away by a phone call from his dad.
"What happened? Is Uncle Mu angry because our relationship was made public?" Ruan Tingyi asked worriedly.
"No, it’s about something else," Muye’s expression was somewhat serious but also a bit helpless.
"Then you better go back," Ruan Tingyi and Qi Feng said in unison.
"But you both know, I really don’t like this kind of thing," Muye sighed.
"Uncle Mu says you have great potential, far surpassing his," Ruan Tingyi consoled, "But think about it, because you don’t like it, Uncle Mu hasn’t forced you and lets you do what you like. Now that he’s calling you, it must be something tricky. You should hurry back."
"Hmm." Muye nodded but then lamented, "I really want to meet Angel’s Voice."
"There’ll be plenty of opportunities in the future. You should seize the chance to get on good terms with the Silver Dragon," Ruan Tingyi reminded.
"Oh, right, right, sis, you’re so smart. Okay, I’m heading out now. Let’s talk later," Muye said as if a light bulb went off in his head.