The Young Master Storms the City -
Chapter 122: Xu Yourong’s Punishment_1
Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Xu Yourong’s Punishment_1
"Who acknowledged you..."
Xu Yourong was somewhat shy, her gaze darted about, as if struck by a sudden thought. The next second, she put on a stern face and said with feigned seriousness, "Ning Fan, let me ask you, why didn’t you answer my phone call three days ago? Why didn’t you get in touch with me during these three days?"
"Well, three days ago I came across some old herbs and had to sequester myself for concocting pills and absorbing their power. I couldn’t be disturbed, so..." Ning Fan explained.
"Hmph, I thought you didn’t want to bother with me anymore." Xu Yourong pretended to be haughty and snorted.
"Cough cough, how could that be? Miss Xu, how could I possibly not want to bother with you?" Ning Fan said hastily.
"Well, who knows? Maybe you found some other girl that caught your eye?" Xu Yourong teased on purpose.
Ning Fan gave a wry smile, "Miss Xu, when I already have such a wonderful girlfriend as you, how could I possibly be interested in other women?"
Xu Yourong rarely heard Ning Fan utter ’sweet nothings’, and such a simple phrase made her almost laugh out loud with joy. Managing to restrain herself, she continued with a deliberately stern face:
"Hmph, anyhow, your sudden disappearance has made me very sad, so I must punish you!"
"Punish me with what?" Ning Fan asked.
"Punish you by..."
Xu Yourong bit her lip lightly, thought for a moment, and her finger pointing like a sprout toward the kitchen, she smiled broadly and said, "Punish you by making you cook for me!"
"Alright, I accept this punishment."
Ning Fan smiled, stood up, and walked into the kitchen to start cooking.
Smelling the fragrant aroma wafting from the kitchen, Xu Yourong sniffed vigorously and said, swallowing saliva, "Wow! It smells so good! I’m drooling!"
"Yourong, can’t you have a bit of self-control? You’re the dignified daughter of the first family of River City, what delicacies have you not tasted? How can you be so gluttonous? Speaking of which, you couldn’t have chosen Ning Fan as your boyfriend just because of the food, could you?"
Su Qingcheng said irritably from the side.
"Hehe, Qingcheng, are you saying that you’re not drooling? I see your throat moving!"
Xu Yourong immediately pointed at Su Qingcheng’s bobbing throat.
"I... I just had a natural reaction!" Su Qingcheng stubbornly retorted.
"Hehe, from your mouth to your esophagus, then to your stomach, and deep into your heart... Qingcheng, you’ll understand one day what’s good about Ning Fan." Xu Yourong said with a smile.
"I don’t understand at all." Su Qingcheng shook her head.
Xu Yourong laughed and said, "Keep being stubborn, but remember, in three weeks when Ning Fan rises to the top ten of the Azure Cloud Rankings, hehe, you’ll have lost the bet, and you can’t back out then. You’ll have to fulfill our wager, return the marriage contract to him, and then we’ll together..."
"Shush! Keep it down!"
Su Qingcheng suddenly realized the kitchen door was open and quickly covered Xu Yourong’s mouth, frightened.
"Giggle, Qingcheng, what are you afraid of? Could it be that you’re shy?"
Although Xu Yourong’s mouth was covered, she launched a counterattack with both hands, aiming for Su Qingcheng’s weak spots.
"Ah! You little minx, dare to sneak attack me there? You’re asking for it!"
Su Qingcheng yelped, and her hands moved from covering Xu Yourong’s mouth to assaulting the same ’weak spots’ on Xu Yourong’s body.
"Ah!"
"Yah!"
"Hehe..."
"Giggle..."
The two girls tussled on the sofa, ’attacking’ each other’s weak spots while being ’attacked’ in return.
"Uh..."
At this moment, Ning Fan, carrying dishes from the kitchen, spotted the playful scene and couldn’t help but stare, dumbfounded.
The lively and alluring sight before him was more enticing than the dishes he was holding.
"Stop messing around, it’s time to eat."
Noticing Ning Fan, the girls stopped their playfighting, stood up to tidy their clothes, and walked blushing to the dining table.
"What were you two talking about just now? Something about losing a bet and winning a bet? Were you two making a bet on something?" Ning Fan asked curiously as they settled around the dining table.
Although his hearing was far better than ordinary people’s, he only caught half of the conversation between Xu Yourong and Su Qingcheng just now.
Xu Yourong said with a smile, "We made a bet that if you’re in the top ten of the Azure Cloud Rankings in three weeks, Qingcheng will..."
"Yourong, don’t say it!"
Su Qingcheng immediately blushed like a cat whose tail was stepped on, stopping Xu Yourong in her tracks.
Then, as if to ease the awkwardness or to change the subject, Su Qingcheng said, "We were saying that your performance today was somewhat lacking."
"Oh? What do you mean by that?" Ning Fan inquired.
Su Qingcheng took a breath, organized her words, and then said, "Today, in order to defend Yourong, you bluntly confronted Zhao Xingrui. While it’s commendable that you were courageous, in my view, it shows a low EQ!"
"There are many ways to keep Zhao Xingrui away from Yourong. You could have coordinated with Yourong, letting Zhao Xingrui back off knowing his efforts were futile; you could have given him a soft rebuff; you could have even feigned greater intimacy with Yourong... But you choose the dumbest option, clashing head-on with him!"
"Although Zhao Xingrui is annoying, one thing he said wasn’t wrong. His Zhao Family is indeed considered a first-tier power in Jiang Province, and even the lord of River City wouldn’t dare to disrespect him!"
"So, equating him with Bao Longfei is simply laughable!"
"And the fact that you confronted him head-on shows an even lower EQ!"
When Su Qingcheng first started speaking, it was to relieve the embarrassment and divert the conversation.
But as she continued, she became more and more agitated, and by the end, there was even a hint of frustration in her tone.
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