Chapter 152: Idiot, Hold On Tighter

“Is there food on my face? Watch the pot, or the food will burn in a bit. We can’t waste it!”

Xu Qingzhou had never felt so exhausted.

Teaching Xie An to cook definitely warranted some workers’ compensation.

There were just too many things to worry about.

She couldn’t stand it anymore and grabbed Xie An’s hand.

She assisted from the side as the other woman stir-fried the vegetables.

Only then did she notice why Xie An’s hand was a full knuckle larger than her own.

Had it always been that big?

She didn’t know. Before, she had only enjoyed Xie An’s service and never really looked.

It seemed like she had eaten pretty well back then…

What was she thinking?

She shook the steamy scenes from her mind and focused on stir-frying!

“The color’s about right. Once it changes a bit more, it’ll be nearly done. Just add some salt, MSG, soy sauce, and such for seasoning. You don’t need me to teach you that part, right?”

Xu Qingzhou just wanted to escape the kitchen now. She didn’t know if it was her age catching up, but her mind kept filling with scenes that couldn’t be aired.

“Oh.”

Xie An had noticed Xu Qingzhou’s ear tips turning red earlier.

Even with her hair partially covering them, it was still perfectly clear.

She still needed to boil the frog in warm water. She and Xu Qingzhou could take it slow.

As long as she made herself indispensable, it would be fine.

Given enough time, Xu Qingzhou would agree to get back together.

Xu Qingzhou walked straight out of the kitchen.

She saw Tangyuan devouring its food while half-squatting in front of it, and she began to accuse it.

“You little ingrate! I raised you for half a month at least, and now you’re betraying me for some dried fish? That’s so immoral! Can’t you fight for me just once? You’re siding with her? You’re such a pushover! Can’t you snap at her next time?”

Xu Qingzhou wasn’t sure if she was talking to Tangyuan or using it as an excuse to vent about her own soft heart.

Suddenly, she thought a song fit her perfectly.

《Heart Too Soft》.

She always seemed to have a heart too soft when facing Xie An, but the problem was that Xie An countered every move!

She had no way to kick her out at all!

Let it be, Let it be.

Since she couldn’t chase her away, she might as well enjoy it.

She returned to her room, opened her computer, put on her headphones, and started editing the audio from that day.

Romance wasn’t for her. She was better suited to making money.

Xie An had recently signed up for a cooking class.

Just like Xu Qingzhou had done before—to capture a woman’s heart, one must first capture her stomach.

Unlike back then, when Xu Qingzhou hadn’t liked her at all and had only done it to quickly close the distance.

Now, Xie An genuinely liked her.

She had signed up for the cooking class with the sole purpose of pursuing her.

She placed the finished dishes on the table.

She stood in front of the bedroom door and knocked lightly.

“Qingzhou, dinner’s ready.”

“Got it!”

Xu Qingzhou snapped curtly.

But that voice held no lethality in Xie An’s ears.

On the contrary, she liked hearing Xu Qingzhou scold her even more.

If it were on the bed, she would probably like it even better.

Xu Qingzhou finished editing the last segment of audio and closed her computer.

She got up and walked out of the room.

She hadn’t even looked before colliding straight into an embrace.

Xie An let out a muffled grunt.

Xu Qingzhou saw her and felt a bit puzzled.

But she still said sorry.

Xie An rubbed her chest.

“It’s fine, doesn’t hurt.”

Xu Qingzhou had more than once suspected that this woman deliberately created intimate contact, but she had no solid evidence, so she felt irritated—especially knowing Xie An was scheming against her and playing along. The pure image Xie An had in her heart collapsed instantly.

Not a white-clothed angel.

A white-clothed demon, complete with two little red horns.

“When are you going to get that dental implant? I have time lately.”

“We’ll talk about it later. No rush.”

After getting the implant, she’d have a long time without alcohol—no clubs, no bars. Wouldn’t that be suffocating? So no rush; she’d deal with it later. She even planned to hit the club tonight—her battle outfit was ready.

She hadn’t expected a Cheng Yaojin to show up halfway.

It had been half a month since her last visit. Couldn’t she go just once tonight?

“Let’s eat.”

Xu Qingzhou didn’t eat much. She still had to drink at the club later.

She needed to save room for the booze.

Ex-girlfriend? Even an ex couldn’t stop her.

Just a doctor, nothing more.

Not like it was anyone else.

“All done eating now? You can head back. Or if you want to sleep here, whatever. I’m going clubbing tonight, hitting the nightclub. We’re exes—you can’t control me.”

Xu Qingzhou gave her a preemptive warning.

Don’t even think about managing her. Xie An had no right to now.

She was all prepared, so she was definitely going tonight!

“Oh, go ahead. Take the sobering pills first.”

Xie An adjusted her glasses.

Her expression was utterly calm, with no sign of trying to stop her.

She even thoughtfully prepared the sobering pills.

Xu Qingzhou always felt like it was the weasel paying respects to the chicken—no good intentions.

But she still obediently swallowed the little white pill Xie An handed her.

“I’m heading out now.”

Xu Qingzhou turned to leave, but Xie An blocked her.

“What you just took was cefaclor. You can’t drink tonight.”

“Damn it! Xie An! I knew you did this on purpose! But tell me, what happens if I drink after cefaclor? I won’t die, right? It’s not that serious, is it?”

“It’s not that serious. You’ll just report to King Yama, that’s all.”

Xu Qingzhou: …

What was the difference from dying? Why not just say she’d croak?

She had to phrase it so poetically.

“Then what do I do? I want to go clubbing!”

“Come on, I’ll go with you.”

Xie An tidied up the kitchen.

Then she pulled out two sheets of kitchen paper to wipe her damp hands.

“What are you coming for? I’m not going tonight. How do you club without drinking?”

“Have you ever seen anyone club dry?”

“Does it have to be wet-clubbing then?”

Xie An had never been to a nightclub and had no idea what it was like.

She just figured it must be chaotic.

She didn’t think Xu Qingzhou belonged there, but she was willing to accompany her.

To see what her life had been like lately.

How bad was it?

What had she turned herself into?

“Wet… Fine, don’t regret it. If you’re going, then let’s go together. No taxi, no riding with you— we’ll take my motorcycle. Let’s go, cutie.”

Xu Qingzhou tossed a helmet her way, and Xie An caught it steadily.

She obediently put it on.

She felt like one of those delinquent little yellow-hairs at school.

Luring away a good girl—like something out of a fetish.

They reached the underground garage, where several motorcycles were parked side by side.

These were her most valuable possessions, bar none.

Xu Qingzhou grabbed the keys to a black motorcycle, got on, and rode out.

Xie An waited at the entrance.

“Get on. Tonight, big sis will show you a good time.”

“I’m older than you.”

Xie An muttered.

“Where are you older than me? You’re just a skinny bean sprout. Except for being a year older, where else are you bigger? Come on, call me sis, and I’ll reward you tonight.”

“No.”

Xie An sat on the back seat, keeping a little distance from Xu Qingzhou.

But Xu Qingzhou wanted to tease her ex.

It was payback for the cefaclor trick too.

She held a bit of a grudge.

She gunned the motorcycle suddenly, then slammed on the brakes.

Due to inertia, Xie An pressed against her back, her hands wrapping around Xu Qingzhou’s waist.

“When riding a motorcycle, you gotta focus, idiot. Hold on tighter.”