Gold Medal Mediator [Quick Transmigration] 4

Chapter 4: Cousin-in-Law, Don’t Be Like This (4)

“Why did humans invent tools? Because they can help us accomplish tasks more effectively, sometimes even achieving results beyond human capability. For example, in the realm of life’s little pleasures—”

The morning sun couldn’t penetrate the heavy curtains, managing only to paint a golden line on the floor by the window, its warmth unable to reach the person lying in the soft bed.

But that did little to dampen her mood; in fact, she seemed to be in high spirits, eager to show off her eloquence.

Her one and only audience—the Relationship Mediation System—was utterly exhausted after watching a night of mosaics and listening to a symphony of moans from the other side of the wall. It tiredly sent her a picture:

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The dark circles and sunken cheeks of the person in the meme, a clear sign of having pulled an all-nighter, were particularly prominent.

—It was still a child, why did it have to be here listening to its host share her first sexual experience?

However, Hua Baihe felt not a shred of guilt upon seeing the image. She launched into a poetic tribute to Luo Sheng’s handiwork:

“Ah! Last night was the most joyous night of my life! A new life is beckoning me! You’ll never know until you try—the Luo Sheng model lover, an excellent companion for home and travel, you deserve to have one—”

The System finally spoke up: “…I do not require one, thank you.”

You can keep her for yourself!

Hua Baihe’s dramatic monologue came to an abrupt halt.

The System thought its refusal had worked and breathed a silent sigh of relief. But the next second, Hua Baihe’s muttered voice sounded again:

“Hmm… it was everyone’s first time, so why is Luo Sheng’s technique so good?”

System: “…”

It felt like a little fool for ever underestimating the depths of Hua Baihe’s shamelessness.

“Her familiarity with my body, the force she used when putting those things inside me, and her control over the duration… she seemed to know it all by heart. It just doesn’t feel like a first time.”

Hua Baihe clicked her tongue internally after speaking, waiting for the System to enlighten her.

—And then she discovered the System had blocked her.

A sense of melancholy washed over Hua Baihe. After a deep sigh, she was left to ponder like a lone wolf:

Is this a perk Luo Sheng gets as the world’s protagonist, or is she just naturally gifted?

**

After making breakfast, Luo Sheng pushed the door open and entered. Her feet made no sound on the soft carpet. She walked to the window and pulled back the curtains.

She was about to go wake her sleeping beauty when she drew closer and found the woman had curled herself into a ball under the covers, seemingly unconcerned about suffocating.

Luo Sheng sat on the edge of the bed and tugged gently at the quilt, but it wouldn’t budge.

She used a bit more force and realized the person in the quilt was fighting back. She softened her voice and asked, “Aren’t you hungry?”

She knew that Chen Keyin, having grown up with her uncle’s family and Chen Wenxian, had developed a regular routine and always had breakfast before eight-thirty in the morning.

The resistance from under the covers faltered for a moment, and Luo Sheng seized the opportunity to yank the quilt away.

The person who had been curled into a ball was now exposed. She wished she could bury her head in her chest, her arms covering her face, eyes squeezed shut. Her cheeks were still flushed a faint red from the stuffiness of the blanket.

Luo Sheng stared at that pink hue, remembering last night when she had tears in her eyes, shaking her head and begging, “No more… please… I can’t take it anymore.” Her face had been flushed with a similar color then, too.

Just the memory of that delicate, sobbing moan was enough to make heat rise within Luo Sheng again.

Luo Sheng’s voice instinctively dropped, a hint of a smile in her tone.

“It seems you remember everything from last night.”

The person before her remained with her eyes closed in self-deception, as if keeping them shut could confine those absurd events to a dream. Upon hearing her words, she flinched slightly.

Even if she wanted to ignore it, her body had already memorized the sensations this person’s smiling words had given her.

Luo Sheng sensed her desire to escape reality. A shadow passed through her eyes, but her tone remained unchanged.

“What, you’re not willing to even look at me now, are you?”

Though her voice still carried a light, gentle laugh, for some reason, it sent a shiver down Hua Baihe’s spine.

It felt as if she didn’t do as she was told, the other woman would drag her back into the abyss.

She had no choice but to tremblingly open her eyes. Her gaze met Luo Sheng’s for less than a second before she looked away with a complicated expression.

—Just how did this woman master such incredible skills?

However, in Luo Sheng’s eyes, this became a sign that Chen Keyin was so shaken by last night’s events that she now harbored a degree of disgust for her, even losing her usual smiling face.

Faced with such a drastic change, she looked like a wilted eggplant after a frost.

A pang of pain shot through Luo Sheng’s heart, but she knew this was the consequence of her own actions.

If Keyin hadn’t mentioned her work transfer last night, she might not have chosen to let things erupt at that moment.

But she realized this moment was inevitable; it was only a matter of when.

She had no regrets about what happened last night.

Now that things had come to this, all she could do was offer her entire heart to the other woman, begging Keyin to, whenever she had a free moment, just give it a glance. To see just how deep Luo Sheng’s love truly was.

After Hua Baihe looked away, a self-mocking curve appeared on Luo Sheng’s lips. She reached out to smooth the messy hair at the other woman’s temple, gently pushing aside a stray curl. She gazed at her tenderly and spoke softly.

“Even if you’re angry with me, you shouldn’t take it out on your body. Come have breakfast with me, okay?”

Hua Baihe turned to look at her, a hint of shock in her eyes.

We all went through the same nine years of compulsory education, so how did you end up so talented you even know how to cook?

Luo Sheng, however, thought she was surprised by her return to her usual gentle demeanor.

Right. After what happened last night, no matter how softly I speak, it must seem incredibly hypocritical to Keyin.

I clearly agreed to be with Chen Wenxian, yet I turned out to be such a pervert, secretly coveting my friend for so many years.

Thinking this, even she herself felt a little contemptible.

But no matter what, the fact that the other woman was willing to grace her with her presence for a meal was a blessing under the current circumstances.

**

The scene at the dining table was nothing short of cozy.

Hua Baihe silently ate the congee from her bowl while Luo Sheng, sitting beside her, occasionally placed side dishes in it. She even carefully peeled a hard-boiled egg for her and set it aside.

Meanwhile, Hua Baihe was completely immersed in the other woman’s culinary skills.

It was incredible. The preserved egg and pork congee was not only thick and creamy, but also generously filled with ingredients. There were large chunks of preserved egg, shredded pork, fine strips of ham, and some of her favorite dried seafood.

And the best part!

The ginger in the congee was cut into large slices! Not shredded!

Hua Baihe hated picking out ginger shreds from her congee and dishes, and she especially loathed the minced ginger and garlic that clung to everything. Luo Sheng’s cooking perfectly catered to her preferences.

Just then, the System appeared ominously, reminding her: “Do you still remember that the couple you’re supposed to be matchmaking is Luo Sheng and Chen Wenxian?”

Wake up, you are not the protagonist!

Hua Baihe had just taken a mouthful of hot congee when the System’s sudden appearance startled her. The congee went down the wrong pipe, and she began to choke, her face turning bright red.

Amidst her violent coughing, Luo Sheng patted her back worriedly and got up to pour her a glass of water.

Hua Baihe finally caught her breath, wishing she could roll her eyes at the System in her mind.

“Are you trying to scare your dad to death?”

The System felt wronged. It had been mentally scarred by Hua Baihe, yet it came back to remind her of her mission objective, only to be demoted to her son?

It had never seen such a bullying system. Feeling aggrieved, it once again unilaterally blocked Hua Baihe.

Hua Baihe was busy bickering with the System, so her actions slowed. She just sat silently at the table, holding her water glass, without picking up her spoon again.

Seeing this, Luo Sheng thought to herself: Keyin was just silently forcing it down before, and I wasn’t sure. Now it seems she really doesn’t like it…

So, Luo Sheng reached out, pulled Hua Baihe’s bowl of congee towards herself, and said calmly, “This is my first time trying to make breakfast. I’ll practice more in the future. If you don’t like the taste, you can just say so. You don’t have to force yourself like this.”

Hua Baihe: “…???”

Wait, she can make something this heavenly on her first try?

And I don’t dislike it at all!

“Is there anything else you want to eat? I can go downstairs and buy it for you now,” Luo Sheng continued.

Hua Baihe glanced at the bowl of congee she had taken, her mouth opening as if to speak, but she hesitated. After a moment, she decisively spoke:

“Soy milk, fried dough sticks, char siu bao, shumai, spring rolls, sticky rice in lotus leaf, and a plate of fried rice noodles.”

She rattled off the list of names without a single pause.

Luo Sheng looked at her with some surprise, which in turn made Hua Baihe a little embarrassed.

Wh-what? Haven’t you ever seen a big eater before?

Suddenly, Luo Sheng let out a soft chuckle.

She stood up, ruffled Hua Baihe’s hair, messing up the soft strands slightly. The disheveled look gave the person before her a cute, just-woken-up haziness.

A part of Luo Sheng’s heart unexpectedly softened.

This person…

Even when she’s angry and wants to get back at me, wants to make me waste money to spite me, she chooses such a harmless way. It’s just buying breakfast, what harm can it do?

Her gaze softened as she replied, “Okay.”

Before leaving, Luo Sheng seemed to think of something. Under Hua Baihe’s expectant gaze, she turned back and spoke to her gently, a hint of a warning in her tone: “If I come back and you’re not here, you wouldn’t want to know the consequences of me catching you next time, right?”

Hua Baihe: “…”

She guessed right.

What normal person wouldn’t want to run after something like this?

But it was Saturday. Hua Baihe didn’t have to work, nor did she have any other plans. She couldn’t find an excuse to leave.

Even if she stayed at Luo Sheng’s place for another two days, no one would find it strange—her roommate would think she went home without telling them, and her cousin’s family would assume she wasn’t coming back this week since she hadn’t called.

Seeing the dejected look on her face, Luo Sheng left with peace of mind.

Hua Baihe sat at the table with a miserable expression and called out in her mind: “System-ah…”

The System had been sulking for a while. Hearing her call, it thought, So you finally remembered the importance of the mission and your old man, huh? It replied with a grumble, “What?”

Hua Baihe cupped her face and looked at the bowl of congee not far away. “Do you think if I secretly finish that bowl of congee now, she’ll notice when she gets back?”

System: “…”

It pretended it hadn’t said anything.

Hua Baihe sighed, feeling that unless she could knock Luo Sheng out and give her amnesia, this was likely impossible. So, she began to aimlessly ponder how to get the plot back on track.

How can I get Luo Sheng to shift her attention from me back to my cousin?

**

Before Hua Baihe’s thoughts could make her go bald, Luo Sheng returned.

Not only was she carrying all sorts of breakfast items, but she was also holding a very familiar, entirely green plush doll.

—What else could it be but a Bulbasaur?

Just seeing it reminded Hua Baihe of her childhood, when her aunt and uncle, not wanting to show favoritism, bought Chen Wenxian a Pikachu and gave her a Bulbasaur.

She understood the logic, but why did her doll have to be the color of forgiveness (a slang term for green, which represents being cuckolded)?

Luo Sheng placed the green, adorably grinning Bulbasaur into her arms, only to see a rather sad expression on Hua Baihe’s face.

Hua Baihe stared at the Bulbasaur and asked the System in her head:

“Look, doesn’t the bulb on its back look a bit like the green hat on my cousin’s head?”

***

Author’s Note: System: “…” What did I do wrong in my past life to encounter such a precious Host like you?