Rebirth: I Am Not the Movie Queen This Time
Chapter 273: The Plan

Chapter 273: Chapter 273: The Plan

Mai Qiqi asked with a laugh, "What are you doing right now?"

Chuchu: "Just lying in bed."

Mai Qiqi let out an astonished yell, "Ah!" Chuchu quickly moved the phone away, that girl must have had chicken blood or something, her voice was like a demon’s chant in my ears.

"Mai Qiqi, could it be that over these past few days, you and Brother Jiang have never left the bed?"

Chuchu: "..."

There really was no way to talk about it, Chuchu decisively hung up the phone.

After being messed with by Mai Qiqi like that, most of Chuchu’s sleepiness vanished, and she felt even hungrier. Finding food to eat seemed like a priority.

She picked up her phone again and checked the time; it was already 9:30 PM. She had actually slept for such a long time.

At that moment, her phone buzzed again with a message, which was from Jiang Kechu.

Could it be that Jiang Kechu is back?

Chuchu hurriedly checked the message, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Kechu asked her what she was doing, Chuchu raised an eyebrow and replied, "I’m hungry, planning to get up and find something to eat." Then she sent it.

She found typing to be quite bothersome; using WeChat voice messages would be much faster. She should get Xiao Bai to hurry up and develop WeChat.

But then she glanced at the ancient relic in her hand, thinking that if the hardware isn’t up to scratch, even if the software were developed, it couldn’t be widely promoted. Indeed, the two go hand in hand, constraining each other. It’s better to take things step by step.

"Dingdong" another message from Jiang Kechu came in.

"Be at the villa in ten minutes. Will pick you up and go find something to eat."

Hmm? Was Jiang Kechu coming to feed her?

Chuchu’s eyes immediately gleamed with excitement. She sprang up from bed and quickly found clothes to wear, and washed her face.

Seven minutes later, she was all prepped, shouldered her small bag, and clattered down the stairs.

Li Shan, Xiao Bai, Yan Hui, and Old Sir Zhong were playing cards in the living room.

Chuchu was taken aback, what kind of combination was this?! The old man actually played cards!

As soon as Xiao Bai saw her, he called out, "Chuchu, where are you going this late? Join us for cards; Second Brother is going to lose all his money soon. If Second Brother has no money, he won’t be able to buy you tasty food."

Chuchu’s mouth twitched, and without looking back, she walked outside, "Jiang Kechu will buy me tasty food, I’m going out to eat and will be back after dinner."

Her voice had faded before her figure was out of sight.

The remaining four exchanged glances. It was so late, and she was still going out to eat.

Xiao Bai looked at Mr. Yan, who seemed unfazed, and teased ambiguously, "Mr. Yan, you’re really staying calm."

Yan Hui lifted his eyes to glance at him, then resolutely threw down his cards, "I win again."

"Ow—" Xiao Bai howled, meticulously calculating how much money he had just lost.

Outside the front door, Chuchu pulled open the door of Jiang Kechu’s freshly parked car and said with a smile, "Hey, Uncle Jiang, long time no see."

Seeing her charming and smiling face, Jiang Kechu could no longer keep his stern expression. He had intended to give her a good scolding but decided to wait until after dinner.

"What do you feel like eating?"

Chuchu replied with a sly smile, "I want to eat noodles made personally by Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Kechu laughed helplessly, shook his head, and pressed the accelerator toward the supermarket.

Rushing to the supermarket before closing time, they stocked up on ingredients and then drove back to the apartment complex where she used to live, which naturally meant Jiang Kechu’s apartment.

Everything inside was complete and cleaned thoroughly.

After entering, Jiang Kechu said, "You watch TV first, I’ll go make you dinner."

Seeing Jiang Kechu being so domestic, Wan Chu’er smiled, feeling a warm fuzziness in her heart.

The noodles were ready in no time, and Wan Chu’er exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Wow, this is delicious! Having noodles made by Uncle Jiang truly makes my life complete!"

Jiang Kechu shook his head indulgently and served her a piece of pickled vegetable, "Eat up."

Wan Chu’er, who was already starving, stopped talking and focused on eating.

After eating her fill, Wan Chu’er pushed her bowl away and patted her stomach,

"Ah, I’m so full. Full bellies lead to lustful thoughts. Uncle Jiang, should we do something, hehe..." she chuckled with a sleazy expression on her face.

Jiang Kechu gave her a chestnut tap and said sternly, "Now that you’re full, reflect properly on your actions."

Oh oh.

Wan Chu’er inwardly wailed, realizing her seduction attempt had failed, and it seemed inevitable that Jiang Kechu would give her a lecture tonight.

She blinked obediently, "I understand, Uncle Jiang. I was wrong."

Jiang Kechu humphed and said, "Reflect on what you did wrong. Think it over carefully before you tell me. Don’t try to be sneaky or pull any tricks on me." He then went into the kitchen to clean the dishes.

Wan Chu’er grunted towards Jiang Kechu’s retreating back and rolled her eyes, pondering what to do next.

Jiang Kechu, washing dishes, listened attentively to the sounds from outside, thinking to himself that this girl was too bold. If he wasn’t careful enough, she might do something unexpected. The moment he saw Ma Yanmei at the docks, his heart had tightened with worry.

Because Ma Yanmei was responsible for Wan Chu’er’s safety and had to be by her side without a moment’s absence.

He needed to teach this girl a lesson this time, to make her remember.

A short while later, Wan Chu’er appeared at the kitchen entrance with a flattering smile towards Jiang Kechu.

Jiang Kechu snorted coldly, ignoring her.

The next second, a pair of soft arms wrapped around his waist, followed by a gentle body pressing against his back, and a faint fragrance drifted into his nostrils.

Jiang Kechu froze instantly, and the dish he was holding slipped into the sink.

"Uncle Jiang, I was wrong, please don’t be mad at me."

Jiang Kechu took a deep breath, annoyed, "Call me by my name." He then continued to pick up the dishes, quickening his pace.

Wan Chu’er, suppressing her mirth, obediently said, "Jiang Kechu, I love you so much."

Jiang Kechu did not respond but finished placing the dishes and wiped his hands dry. He turned around intending to embrace her.

Wan Chu’er thought Jiang Kechu was trying to free himself to scold her, so she instinctively tightened her grip,

"Jiang Kechu, let me hug you a bit longer, don’t be so stingy. You can lecture me while hugging, I promise I won’t talk back and I’ll listen to you obediently."

Her playful and sweet words struck Jiang Kechu’s heart like lightning, stirring him up intensely. He had forgotten all about lecturing Wan Chu’er. In a sweeping move, he lifted her up, strode out of the kitchen, kicked open the door of the master bedroom, and then they both fell heavily onto the large bed.

"Um"

Jiang Kechu lowered his head to capture those tempting lips, twisting and turning, lingering ceaselessly.

He hugged the woman beneath him even tighter, his hand caressing her body, causing ripples to spread, his actions wild and driven by an underlying fear.

Wan Chu’er was taken aback and tightly embraced his neck.

She could feel Jiang Kechu seemed slightly uneasy as if he was trying to find something from within her.