Hmm... using novel terminology, is this considered the novel’s climax?

Su Jiameng’s hands flew over the keyboard, the words forming and taking her back to those past scenes. At the time, she thought those setbacks and humiliations were unbearable, but after truly witnessing what cruelty was, she missed those days even more.

Simple and clean, clashing with others, using force to settle disputes, speaking harsh words, provoking challengers... it was all so nostalgic.

She didn’t remember the name of the first girl who challenged her over "rival in love" issues, but she remembered the girl’s bright and passionate personality, as vibrant as fire, with a few little freckles on her nose that seemed alive. She wasn’t considered beautiful, but she exuded an enviable youthful energy.

If she liked something, she liked it; if she hated it, she hated it—so straightforward that you couldn’t bring yourself to resent her. She openly pursued Su Jiameng’s childhood friend for many years, and later lost touch after joining the Military Department. It was only years later that Su Jiameng vaguely heard that she died on some front line...

"A novel of receiving bento..." Su Jiameng wrote for over two hours, looking at the people who had appeared in her memory, the times and places of their deaths flashing in her mind—it truly was a "bento-receiving novel" in every sense.

After finishing this section, Su Jiameng followed her old habit, uploading a Chapter every fifteen minutes before turning off her AI and tending to her own affairs. Whether it was processing Clay Ore or taking care of the two rambunctious little buns, anything that could calm her mood would do.

"You little perv... do you think you’re a cat..." Su Jiameng tapped on Little Bear Huaifeng’s cheek, exasperated.

After the little guy was full, Su Jiameng held him upright to burp him, only to find his two chubby little hands restless, patting her chest intermittently like a kitten kneading for milk. More importantly, could she say it really hurt?

"Ah wu..." The little guy thought his mom was playing with him, his toothless smile even more radiant, and he leaned in to bite Su Jiameng’s face... which was more like a "kiss," since half of her face was covered in his saliva!

"Learn from your brother, be more dignified and steady!" Su Jiameng let him spread saliva over most of her face, thinking somewhat darkly that it’s a good thing she wasn’t in the habit of wearing makeup; otherwise, this little guy would have smeared a glob of powder!

Even though there was no powder to lick, the little guy still felt aggrieved and upset. The taste was not as imagined, lacking milk...

However, if one could suck milk from a face, that would indeed be something uncanny and shocking, wouldn’t it?

As for the so-called "dignified and steady" brother Huaixi, whom Su Jiameng mentioned, what was he doing? He was earnestly gnawing on his toes and chubby hands, sticky and wet with saliva everywhere. Just then, he let out a muffled fart, finding the sound delightful and giggling aloud, but after waiting all day without hearing a similar sound, he suddenly looked pitifully sorrowful, like he was being mistreated...

Su Mo stayed by the side taking care of Huaixi. With her impressive intellect and advanced instruments, she immediately understood what the young master was fretting over and considerately simulated thousands of fart sounds.

Su Jiameng, holding Huaifeng, came downstairs to this bizarre scene, where embarrassing sounds followed one after another, interspersed with Huaixi’s babyish giggles. She turned her face away blankly, unable to face such a grand scene directly.

When her sight landed on Gu Chengxi, she saw the autonomous intelligent robot standing with arms crossed, smiling at the scene that made Su Jiameng feel like breaking down. Changxi, you’re so unscrupulously spoiling Su Mo; do the creators of your makers know about it!

If others saw this scene, they’d surely laugh their legs off, but as Huaixi’s mom, she almost split her legs from the embarrassment. Su Mo, you clown! Su Jiameng numbly decided that in the future, she must keep the little buns away from such a contagious source of foolishness!

Although Su Mo’s behavior was quite silly, her cooking skills were truly commendable, and she was incredibly patient in taking care of the little buns... 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Of course, if she could temper her mood a little and avoid occasionally taking pictures of the buns’ diapers, and stop doing things that make people’s worldview collapse, it would be even better.

Su Jiameng ate her lunch while the two little buns, their energy finite, fell into a deep sleep after a few hours of mischief. It was during their nap that Su Jiameng imagined she had two little angels; but when they woke up... sigh, the bigger they get, the more mischievous they become.

Why are both buns boys? Couldn’t there be one little jacket? A dragon and a phoenix sound better than twin dragons, don’t they? The conflicted Su Jiameng didn’t realize that if one of them were really a girl, the little jacket she raised so diligently would be so overbearing that in the future no man could handle her!

Having one more boy bun and one less future nuisance to well-behaved women is truly something to celebrate.

At 2:59 PM, Su Jiameng appeared on the virtual network right on time. She was now to gather her companions for the melee and then crush Augustus’s group! Thinking of that scene made her heart stir.

However... when she arrived, she discovered she was actually the last to arrive...

Liu Lanyue sat leisurely, arms crossed and legs crossed, leaning back in her chair, speaking with a slightly provocative tone, "Three in the afternoon, right on the dot... Your timing skills are impressive, quite deep..."

Su Jiameng calmly ignored her words, walked to her seat, and looked over the few people the Iron Lion Team had sent. The sisters Liu Dongyi and Liu Lanyue were naturally there, as were Su Yanjing and Su Lu, along with three others... (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com)