My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 807 - 0807: A Problem Arises from Eating

Chapter 807: Chapter 0807: A Problem Arises from Eating

"Unless there are seven or eight Five-star Martial Masters, I assure you nothing will happen to you."

Tang Ming glanced at Chen Cang, already having guessed that Gao Ya wouldn’t rush to the provincial city with so many masters, which was one of the reasons he came at ease.

"Then let’s hope there aren’t that many martial masters; otherwise, with my beauty, they’ll definitely violate my body. How terrifying."

Chen Cang shook his head while pressing the doorbell.

Hearing this, Tang Ming’s mouth twitched. What kind of twisted taste must a man have to violate Chen Cang’s body?

The door opened, and instead of the anticipated danger, Gao Ya appeared at the entrance, dressed in casual homewear with a smile on her face.

"You’re here, come on in!"

Gao Ya warmly welcomed Tang Ming and Chen Cang into the room.

"Wow, Yaya, your place is really cozy."

Upon entering, Chen Cang glanced around at the decoration in the house, marveling in surprise.

"Hey, it’s not like it’s your first time here; is it necessary to be so amazed?"

Tang Ming glanced at Chen Cang and uncertainly asked, "Haven’t you been here before?"

"I..."

Chen Cang was momentarily speechless.

"Chen Cang has been here before, but I renovated it later."

Afraid that Chen Cang would slip up, Gao Ya quickly explained.

"Yes, yes, it looks much better than before."

Chen Cang nodded repeatedly, feeling chagrin in his heart. Tang Ming, this crafty brother, deliberately posed such a difficult question, almost giving him away.

"Please take a seat. The food is ready; it won’t taste good if it gets cold."

Gao Ya pointed invitingly to a table full of delicious dishes.

"Wow, it looks delicious with great color and aroma."

Tang Ming’s eyes sparkled as he quickly took a seat.

Subsequently, Gao Ya and Chen Cang also sat down.

"Hmm, why are there only two pairs of chopsticks? Aren’t you eating?"

As Tang Ming picked up his chopsticks, he looked at Gao Ya with confusion.

At this moment, only he and Chen Cang had chopsticks in front of them, while Gao Ya’s place was empty.

"I’m dieting to maintain my figure, I’ll just have some fruit for dinner."

Gao Ya placed a fruit plate in front of herself and said with a smile, "You eat well; this meal is mainly to thank Tang Ming for helping me out before."

"Alright, then I won’t be polite."

Without hesitation, Tang Ming picked up a piece of braised pork and started eating.

"Gao Ya, your cooking skills are amazing; these dishes smell so good. I have to try them too."

Chen Cang couldn’t resist picking up his chopsticks, ready to eat.

"Chen Cang."

Tang Ming suddenly called out.

"What?"

Chen Cang was startled.

"I remember you were on a diet too. Planning to break it today?"

Tang Ming smiled slyly at Chen Cang, but his eyes conveyed a determined glint.

"Yes, yes, I’m also dieting."

Seeing this, Chen Cang quickly put down his chopsticks and started eating fruit with Gao Ya, feeling uneasy inside, "Gao Ya not eating the dishes clearly indicates something is wrong with them. I don’t have Tang Ming’s miraculous stomach or the Detoxification Pill. If I really took a few bites, I’d likely lose my life."

Seeing this, Gao Ya frowned. Did Tang Ming suspect something, hence stopping Chen Cang from eating?

To get rid of Tang Ming, Gao Ya was ready to sacrifice Chen Cang. Otherwise, if neither of them ate, Tang Ming would undoubtedly become suspicious. She never thought Tang Ming would prevent Chen Cang from eating. What’s going on?

"This braised pork is delicious."

While Gao Ya was lost in thought, Tang Ming resumed eating eagerly, "Such delicious food, there’s not enough for me alone, how could I let others share it."

Upon hearing this, Gao Ya breathed a sigh of relief. So, this foodie was worried about Chen Cang competing for food. That meant he didn’t notice anything wrong with the dishes. That’s good.

Chen Cang and Gao Ya ate their fruit while keeping a close watch on Tang Ming. One was worried about Tang Ming’s safety, the other observing his condition.

Half an hour later, Tang Ming had cleared all seven dishes and a soup on the table, licking the plates clean.

"What’s going on? How is he perfectly fine? This shouldn’t be happening?"

Gao Ya was puzzled. By now, the chemical substances should have taken effect, yet Tang Ming looked unaffected.

"Since Brother Ming dared to finish everything, it probably means there’s no issue." Chen Cang sighed in relief and continued eating fruit comfortably.

"Yaya, is there any more food?"

Tang Ming wiped his mouth and looked at Gao Ya, still unsatisfied.

"No, nothing’s left, not even rice." Gao Ya swallowed hard and responded dazedly.

"You’ve seen my appetite before; how could you not prepare more food?"

Tang Ming rubbed his stomach in frustration, "This isn’t enough, feels uncomfortable."

"Haha, the cook only provides enough to whet the appetite. These dishes, were they tasty?"

Gao Ya steeled herself to explain. Initially, she thought that Tang Ming would take a few bites and be done for, so she didn’t prepare extra food.

"The taste is great, just feels like there’s something... Ah!"

Halfway through his sentence, Tang Ming suddenly clutched his stomach and screamed, his face turning pale and cold sweat breaking out on his forehead as he collapsed onto the table.

"Tang Ming, what’s wrong?" Chen Cang’s expression changed dramatically, never expecting Tang Ming to end up like this. Did he fall into a trap?

"Hehe... Hahaha!" Seeing Tang Ming’s state, Gao Ya couldn’t help but laugh. The drug finally worked. That substance could even corrode steel, let alone a human body. It took longer for Tang Ming’s drug effect to show.

"Tang Ming, Tang Ming, didn’t expect you would..."

Gao Ya slowly stood up, staring at Tang Ming with satisfaction.

"Whoosh."

With a sudden move, Tang Ming jumped up, interrupting Gao Ya.

"You..."

Gao Ya was startled, looking at Tang Ming’s stomach. It didn’t appear to be corroded.

"Where’s the restroom? I’ve got an upset stomach."

Tang Ming clutched his stomach with one hand and his backside with the other, urgently shouting, "Can’t hold it anymore."

"Huh?"

Gao Ya, dumbfounded, instinctively pointed towards the bathroom.

"You guys keep chatting; I’ve got to go to the restroom."

Tang Ming looked at Gao Ya with an embarrassed face and shouted, "Don’t worry, it’s definitely not your food. It must be the spoiled hotpot from lunch."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ming bolted to the bathroom, leaving behind a bewildered Gao Ya and Chen Cang.

"Is he really just having stomach trouble?"

Gao Ya swallowed hard, looking at Chen Cang in disbelief.

"Should be, right? He ate so much at lunch, with hotpot and ice cream. It’s normal for an upset stomach with hot and cold together!"

Chen Cang shook his head in confusion, unable to make sense of Tang Ming’s situation.