Xiao Hu and Lin Xi had already been locked in a tender gaze, each seeing only the other in the other’s eyes—had it not been for Ming Yue right there, they would surely have shared an intense, unforgettable kiss, perhaps even going a step further.

But Ming Yue’s abrupt, unromantic remark instantly shattered the atmosphere they had so painstakingly built up.

The two of them exchanged an awkward smile, quickly turning their attention back to the dinner table. They both picked up their chopsticks and began eating alongside Ming Yue.

To ease the tension, Xiao Hu suddenly asked Ming Yue, “Sao Zi, did you go see Liu Qingqing today?”

Ming Yue shook her head. “Why would I see her? That woman is extremely clever, incredibly cunning, and has a nose as sharp as a dog’s.

I can’t let her know I’m around right now.”

“Then did you go…?”

“I went to see Zhang Yang.”

“Zhang Yang? The fiancé of that Liu Qingqing? Why did you meet him, Sao Zi? Are you planning to beat him up?” Xiao Hu asked.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than Lin Xi jabbed him with her chopstick.

Xiao Hu clutched his head and looked at the woman who’d just hit him, puzzled. “Xi Xi, what…?”

“What ‘what’?” Lin Xi snapped at him.

He looked aggrieved and kept rubbing his head, which didn’t really hurt all that much. “I…”

“What ‘I’?” Lin Xi glared at him again.

Only then did she say, “Yueyue just told us last night—have you already forgotten? Be honest: were you even paying attention at all?”

“Of course not!” Xiao Hu protested.

But that was exactly the truth.

With Lin Xi, he had a habit of being just like Feng Ge—concerned about everything, from her safety to her daily meals and even her menstrual cycle. He kept it all in mind, never letting it slip, always watching over her every moment. Sometimes his not-so-bright brain felt like it was working overtime.

But with Ming Yue, he seemed to naturally stop overthinking. Aside from worrying about her safety, he didn’t seem to care much about anything else. Even cooking was something he only remembered to do when Lin Xi arranged it and reminded him to make a few dishes that Ming Yue liked.

As for the details they’d discussed in the room last night, since Ming Yue hadn’t sent him out but instead ordered him to stay by Lin Xi’s side without moving a single step, he simply hadn’t paid much attention to them at all.

Lin Xi could tell.

Ming Yue could tell too.

But neither of them really blamed him, after all, that was only human nature.

At this point, Ming Yue smiled and shook her head. “That’s right—he is Liu Qingqing’s fiancé. But I didn’t meet him to beat him up. Fighting someone…that’s related to revenge, but not really. What I want is for the people around Liu Qingqing to completely change before she even realizes it. I want to shatter the dream she’s been longing for, to destroy the wedding that’s supposed to help her climb the social ladder, to ruin everything she holds dear, and to make her collapse completely at the very moment she thinks she’s happiest and most fulfilled. Now that’s satisfying!”

“Oh.” Xiao Hu nodded, half-understanding.

Lin Xi still seemed preoccupied with what had just happened, so she immediately asked, “What ‘oh’? Do you finally understand what Yueyue is trying to do?”

Xiao Hu answered frankly, “No idea! But Sao Zi is just as capable as Feng Ge—whatever she does can’t be wrong. I’ll just listen and follow along.”

Lin Xi groaned, covering her forehead. “Do you really never use your brain at all?”

Xiao Hu gave a sheepish smile.

Lin Xi seemed ready to say more, but Ming Yue had already taken her hand, signaling that she should stop scolding Xiao Hu so harshly.

End of Chapter 188: Counterattack 114