Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o
Chapter 872

Chapter 872: Chapter 872

An Yiqing grew more confused as she listened and quickly interrupted Ruan Xue, asking with doubt, "Xiao Xue, what are you talking about? What does Tingting having someone she likes have to do with me?" Suddenly, her gaze fixed, her eyelids twitched, and her thoughts rapidly dispersed, "Tingting, you couldn’t possibly have fallen for your Third Brother, could you?!"

No sooner had the words left her mouth than Gu Tingting furiously spat out her coffee, drenching the table to the last drop.

"Cough, cough, cough! Xiao Qing, cough, cough!" Gu Tingting, coughing fitfully and struggling to catch her breath, glared furiously at An Yiqing while furiously thumping her chest.

"Xiao Qing, what kind of look is that? Apart from this being against human relations, even if the two of them weren’t biological siblings, with Gu Tingting’s pathetic demeanor, how would she have the guts to like someone in your family? One look from him would send her scampering in fright, okay?" Ruan Xue rolled her eyes and spoke with ill-concealed schadenfreude.

"You, you all..."

Gu Tingting extended her trembling finger, pointing at Ruan Xue and then An Yiqing, her face the picture of dejection.

"Enough fooling around, what’s really going on? Tingting, you tell us," An Yiqing said, shaking her head resignedly and no longer joking around.

Gu Tingting’s expression stiffened, and she sullenly withdrew her finger, bowing her head and mumbling for a while before cautiously asking An Yiqing, who was sipping juice, "Qingqing, what do you think if I married Big Brother An?"

"Spit—! Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

This time, it was the juice-drinking An Yiqing who choked, looking at Gu Tingting with a face full of shock as if she were viewing a monster.

"Tingting, what did you just say? You’ve fallen for my Big Brother?!"

"Hush! Keep it down, keep it down, my embarrassment could reach Mars!" Gu Tingting clapped a hand over her face and buried her head deeply under the table, too ashamed to show her face.

An Yiqing steadied herself, took a deep breath, and tried hard to compose her scattered emotions.

"Tingting, so you’re saying that you genuinely like my Big Brother? When did this happen?"

"The, the day of Grandpa Bai’s eightieth birthday..." Gu Tingting replied softly, head down and fiddling with her fingers.

"Uh... I have no objections to you liking my Big Brother, but are you sure it’s not just a momentary impulse, Tingting?" An Yiqing massaged her face that was threatening to contort, asking softly.

"Qingqing, I’m sure! I’m staking my integrity on it; my feelings for Big Brother An are definitely not an impulsive whim!" Gu Tingting suddenly raised her head, grabbed An Yiqing’s hands and clasped them tightly, "You have no idea, Qingqing. I’ve lived for eighteen—no, nineteen years, and this is the first time I’ve liked someone! Ever since I saw Big Brother An a few days ago, I’ve been distracted and unable to sleep. What does the Book of Songs say? Something about ’when I wake up I think of you, and it’s the same when I go to sleep’? Exactly, that’s how I feel!"

With effort, An Yiqing withdrew her hands from Gu Tingting’s grip, saying with a headache, "Tingting, ’when I wake up I think of you, and it’s the same when I go to sleep’ is meant to describe a ’fair lady, a gentleman’s match’. Although my Big Brother is polished and refined, I’m certain he isn’t a ’fair lady’..."

"Hey! Xiao Qing, the fact that Gu Tingting managed to squeeze out a bit of useless Book of Songs for your Big Brother is like the end of the world already. Just do humanity a favor and convince your Big Brother to marry this girl," Ruan Xue said heartlessly as she glanced at her pretty nails.

Normally one to argue with Ruan Xue, Gu Tingting, this time, surprisingly did not dissent and instead nodded in agreement, looking expectantly at An Yiqing, "Right, Qingqing, I’m easy to provide for. Three square meals a day are a must, and some snacks would be ideal. I might not be able to do housework, but I have my little savings, so hiring a cleaning service shouldn’t be a problem. Plus, I’ve been learning to dance since a young age, I’m flexible and can handle any position, I have a pert bottom, good for giving birth! Also..."

An Yiqing felt as if her face were about to cramp from the strain, her eyelids spasmodically jumping; as the saying goes, ’twitching left eye means wealth, twitching right means calamity’. She had a premonition that if Gu Tingting continued on like this, she would soon need to use her personal accident insurance.