Cannon Fodder in an Era Drama — I Survive with Acting-Chapter 91: Inferior Skill

She said, her tone laced with jealousy, "Sister Qingya, don’t tell me your husband wouldn’t let you leave the house? You’re ten minutes late. If I were a guy who’d married a beautiful woman, I wouldn’t want to let her run around all by herself either."

As Lu Yao spoke, she deliberately raised her voice.

The remark seemed to come out of nowhere, but it was a deliberate, probing test.

Xiao Yang, listening from the side, was already feeling down because the girl he liked hadn’t given him the time of day when they first met.

He’d had his eye on Lu Yao for a while now.

But when he arrived just now, she hadn’t even given him a proper glance.

The moment he heard her bring up his village chief, he immediately stepped forward to defend him.

"Lu Yao, you can’t say that! Our village chief never interferes in anything Sister Qingya does; he supports her one hundred percent. And today, with her being so pregnant, I was worried about the bumpy ride, so I just drove extra carefully. That’s all that caused the delay."

He said this with an earnest and sincere expression.

"Oh? So you’re saying your village chief took time off to come with Sister Qingya? Then where is he? Why did she come over by herself? Look at her—she was pale as a ghost when she got out of the car."

Lu Yao let out a cold laugh, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

Her every word was laced with mock pity.

Song Qingya couldn’t get a word in edgewise.

She could only sit there quietly, her brows furrowed slightly.

’Her face was pale because she had deliberately applied foundation before leaving that morning.’

’She had done her makeup specifically to cover the minor blemishes that appeared during her pregnancy, which made her face look even paler than usual.’

’But now it was being used as proof that her husband was neglecting her.’ She could only offer a wry smile.

As Fei Jin’s number one fan, Xiao Yang immediately went into combat mode the moment he heard Lu Yao say something bad about their village chief.

"Our village chief couldn’t get away because something came up at the last minute. Besides, the village chief is incredibly busy! He has a million things to worry about every day, big and small. It’s not like he’s sitting around with nothing to do. How could he just up and leave whenever he wants?"

After saying this, he glared at Lu Yao, his cheeks puffed out in anger.

Lu Yao snorted. "So who are you implying has nothing to do all day? Sister Qingya?"

She immediately counterattacked.

"That’s not what I meant! Stop twisting my words."

Xiao Yang’s voice was flustered. Realizing he’d misspoken, he quickly waved his hands in dismissal.

"Do I have to spell it out for you? Or was it your terrible driving that jostled Sister Qingya so much? Driving like that on a normal day is one thing, but the road was already rough, and you were still jerking the car all over the place. Sister Qingya was nearly shaken into a concussion!"

"Yang Zhihao, stop being so stubborn! Sister Qingya isn’t blaming you because she’s magnanimous. She’s kind-hearted and isn’t holding it against you, but don’t you have any self-awareness at all? Don’t push your luck when you’ve gotten off easy."

Lu Yao planted her hands on her hips, glaring at the man before her with puffed cheeks.

"You... You just love twisting people’s words!"

Yang Zhihao’s face flushed red as he bit his lip and retorted.

"I didn’t mean to slam on the brakes! A cat suddenly darted out at that intersection! Who could’ve predicted that?"

’So this kid’s name is Yang Zhihao,’ Song Qingya thought to herself as she listened.

’At work, she often heard Fei Jin mention his assistant.’

’The blunt and somewhat stubborn Xiao Yang. But since she had only ever heard his name and never met him in person, she didn’t have much of an impression.’

’The person standing before her now wore a gray T-shirt, his hair cut short and neat.’

’Song Qingya usually only heard Fei Jin call him Xiao Yang,’

’so this was the first time she’d heard his full name from Lu Yao’s mouth.’

’His full name had a certain youthful ring to it; it sounded quite pleasant.’

’Even though the two of them were arguing,’

’to her, the name paired with the bickering scene before her was somehow... cute.’

The tension between them was escalating, as if they were about to flip a table at any moment.

If she didn’t step in soon, even the onlookers wouldn’t be able to stand it.

Song Qingya cleared her throat softly,

then raised her voice slightly to interrupt the argument and mediate.

"Alright, that’s enough. Stop fighting. If you two keep this up, people will think they’ve come to watch a play. You’re making a scene in front of the police officers."

Hearing this, the several police officers nearby broke into good-natured smiles and nodded in agreement.

"It’s fine, it’s fine. We’re used to them fighting."

One of the officers, a man with round glasses, waved his hand dismissively, his expression completely unfazed.

"You’re used to it?"

Another, older officer chimed in.

"Yep. You probably don’t know, but Xiao Lu and Xiao Yang were classmates. They’ve known each other since they were kids, and they’ve been fighting just as long. They were a real pair back then, bickering endlessly every single day. In class, they’d fight over borrowing an eraser. After class, they’d get into a brawl over cutting in line for ice cream. Every time he lost a fight, Xiao Yang would stubbornly insist he’d just tripped and fallen, even though his eyes would already be red from crying. In the end, their teacher had no choice but to make them sit one behind the other, and that finally kept them quiet for a little while."

"Xiao Yang couldn’t even win a fight against her. One time, he got beat up so bad he ran crying to the principal to complain, but he ended up being the one who had to write a self-criticism essay... HAHAHA." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

A policewoman nearby recounted the past without holding anything back, slapping her thigh as she spoke.

"But that competitive streak in their bones hasn’t faded one bit. The moment they see each other, they start bickering. They can’t go a second without it."

"Hey, Aunt Hu! Why do you always have to bring up my embarrassing stories?

Can’t you leave me a little dignity?

Sister Qingya is right here, have a little mercy!"

Yang Zhihao couldn’t help but cry out wretchedly, covering his head with his hands in shame and indignation.

The tips of his ears were turning bright red.

’That mortifying past...’

’How could they just bring it all up like that!’

"That’s what you get for not being as good as me."

Lu Yao’s lips curved into a triumphant smirk.

"I’m just stating the facts."

"That was years ago! You dare have another go with me now?"

The corners of Lu Yao’s mouth lifted slightly.

"I’ve trained so much, there’s no way I’ll lose this time! Back when we were kids, that was just a fluke."

"A fight it is, then. But we’ll have to wait until this business is taken care of."

"You really haven’t changed a bit. Sister Qingya still has to go see that troublemaker. She doesn’t have time to watch you get your butt kicked."

"Get my butt kicked? I’m all grown up now, I’m not a kid anymore. Stop bringing that up all the time."

Lu Yao blushed slightly and pouted.

It looked like they were about to start bickering again.

"Alright, you two. I’m taking Village Chief Fei’s wife inside to handle the paperwork. You wait out here, and don’t start fighting again."

Lu Yao blinked, looking at Song Qingya with a pitiful expression.

"Sister Qingya, let me go with you. That Ren Wenwei is a real handful. You’re pregnant; don’t let her upset you."

"Don’t worry."

Song Qingya smiled, the corners of her eyes crinkling, but there was a hint of coldness in her expression.

"Have you forgotten who put her in here?"

"...Alright then."

Lu Yao pouted, unconvinced, and mumbled under her breath.

"It’s not that I’m worried you can’t handle her, I just think she’s incredibly petty and full of schemes..."

’It wasn’t that she didn’t have faith in Sister Qingya.’