You Must Be Good 55p1

Chapter 55 p1

Once a person’s heart is set, it is like a rooted tree, full of strength in everything it does, like a new life.

This kind of strength is not driven by external pressure, but entirely by the “desire” from within, so strong that one does not feel tired or fatigued.

Qiao Xiaoxiao’s heart had something to look forward to. She worked harder than before, leaving early and coming back late, and the smile on her face was also more frequent.

In the meantime, Yang Feitang quietly pulled her aside and asked, “Xiaoxiao, tell your sister the truth. What was wrong with you a while ago?”

The corners of Qiao Xiaoxiao’s lips curved, and she turned the tables. “What does Sister Yang think was wrong with me?”

“This…” Yang Feitang twisted her fingers, hesitating. Qiao Xiaoxiao gave her an encouraging look, telling her to speak boldly.

Yang Feitang counted on her fingers. “At first, I guessed that you had fallen for someone who was already married. Later, I suspected that you were… pregnant.” Her voice grew softer and softer. “And then I even thought that you had fallen for some old uncle or aunt…”

She had seen Xiaoxiao haggling with those adults, confident and articulate, winning every argument. She was practically glowing.

“Alright, alright,” Qiao Xiaoxiao interrupted her. The more she said, the more ridiculous it became. She stared at Yang Feitang and thought, after all this time, she has only seen Yang Feitang as a friend by Chu Xinrou’s side. She thought for a moment and asked, “Sister Yang, do you want to eat spicy hot pot?”

“I do!” Yang Feitang’s eyes instantly lit up, and she nodded like a pecking chicken.

From then on, Chu Xinrou found that Qiao Xiaoxiao was trying all sorts of ways to cook delicious food for Yang Feitang. Today it was a spicy hot pot with bubbling red oil, tomorrow it was sweet and sour pork ribs with a fragrant aroma, and the day after it was golden and crispy fried milk. Yang Feitang was so well-fed that her cheeks had even rounded out a little.

But a person with a full mouth is soft. The relationship between the two of them had clearly warmed up. Occasionally, when Yang Feitang was eating happily, Qiao Xiaoxiao would intentionally or unintentionally ask about her sister’s past. “Sister Yang, how long have you known my sister?”

Yang Feitang was gnawing on a pork rib like a little squirrel. “About six or seven years, I don’t remember clearly.”

“Was she always like this?”

Yang Feitang shook her head. “No. Well, she wasn’t the talkative type before, but she wasn’t as withdrawn as she is now, just holding a drawing board and painting all day.”

At that time, Chu Xinrou’s busy schedule was no less than Xiaoxiao’s now. She was always at this meeting or that meeting, flying here today and there tomorrow. Her brows were always furrowed, and she was always serious. And because she had to “intimidate” her subordinates, her aura was terrifying. Even though their relationship was good at that time, she didn’t dare to get too close.

Now that she looked at it, this brat Xiaoxiao was really amazing. She was so busy she was on her feet all day, yet she could still be full of smiles and even have the energy to serve her and Chu Xinrou food and drinks.

“Then, under your influence, did she never fall in love?”

“What do you mean?”

Yang Feitang put down her chopsticks and squinted at Qiao Xiaoxiao. Qiao Xiaoxiao tilted her head. “I was just asking.”

She was too anxious and had startled Sister Yang.

After all, it was her own brat. Yang Feitang didn’t think too much about it, just stared at her for a long time and finally sighed softly. “To be honest, I always feel that she has a hurdle in her heart. If others are good to her, she can accept it. But once they want to cross that line…” she paused, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the rim of the teacup, “she will definitely fly away without looking back, like a startled bird.”

Chu Xinrou’s suitors were countless, and those who dared to pursue her openly were all rich and powerful, with some real ability.

Qiao Xiaoxiao had learned her lesson. In order not to let her sister “get startled and fly away,” she repeatedly told herself in her heart to be slow, to be very slow.

But when her sister came back from painting and saw Yang Feitang’s shiny little mouth, her gaze darted back and forth between the two of them, and finally settled on Qiao Xiaoxiao’s face. She asked with a blank expression, “Where’s mine?”

Qiao Xiaoxiao was at a loss for words. Before she could think of an answer, Yang Feitang was already grinning and teasing, “It’s over. I’ve been promoted to the new favorite. Xinrou, you’re yesterday’s news. Xiaoxiao doesn’t even think of you when she cooks.”

Qiao Xiaoxiao: …

Chu Xinrou snorted coldly and walked straight up to Qiao Xiaoxiao, her slender fingers pinching her earlobe. “I want to eat fried milk, right now!”

This Chu Xiaoniao, who always kept a distance from others, was so close that… the force of her hand stroking Qiao Xiaoxiao’s earlobe made her shiver.

Qiao Xiaoxiao’s ear tips instantly turned crimson. She hurriedly lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, I’ll go make it now!”

Just as a smile appeared on Chu Xinrou’s face, Yang Feitang, who was beside her, smugly showed off, “See? She’s so perfunctory with you. She even uses ‘yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.’ With me, it’s always—” she imitated in a coquettish voice, “Sister Yang, what do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you~”

She covered her face, a little embarrassed. “I only just realized that Xiaoxiao is the type who is slow to realize things. I used to think she was more biased towards her Sister Chu, but now I know that her heart is full of her Sister Yang!”

Chu Xinrou crossed her arms and looked at Yang Feitang for a while, then asked seriously, “Tell me the truth. Have you gained ten pounds?”

…

With just one sentence from her Sister Yang, she was defeated by Chu Xinrou and was directly killed.

Chu Xinrou took small bites of the golden and crispy fried milk. Although it tasted good, she was not happy. These past few days, every time Yang Feitang came for a meal, Qiao Xiaoxiao would always be by her side, talking and laughing. Why was it that when it was her turn, she was left alone at an empty dining table?

The sound of running water came from the kitchen. Qiao Xiaoxiao was busy dealing with the spoils of today’s sea fishing. These past few days, she and Yang Feitang had gone out to sea and had caught a lot of plump sea fish. She was planning to use these high-protein, low-fat ingredients to supplement her sister, who needed to maintain her figure.

With a crisp clack, a clear sound was heard.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Xiaoxiao immediately shook the water from her hands and ran out in three steps. “What’s wrong?”

Chu Xinrou looked up at her and lied without blinking. “I dropped my chopsticks.” After a pause, she asked softly, “What are you busy with?”

“I’m cleaning the fish,” Qiao Xiaoxiao blinked in confusion. “Didn’t you see it when we brought it back?”

Chu Xinrou was silent for a while, her eyes lowered. “Are you making it for your Sister Yang tomorrow?”

Oh my.

Qiao Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared in her eyes. When did her usually dignified and self-possessed Sister Chu learn to be so roundabout and jealous?

Qiao Xiaoxiao smiled, her voice tinged with a hint of doting and teasing. “I’m making it for you. I’m afraid you’ll get fat.”

Chu Xinrou felt it. The corners of her lips lifted slightly, and she was a little embarrassed to be coaxed by a child at her age. “Well, then I want it braised.”