My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 108: Disgust You to Death_1

"I will never agree." Madam Shang stood up abruptly, ordering, "Serve the meal!"

The large long table seated more than twenty people, all engrossed in the bountiful feast laid out by the servants. Yet, all their eyes contemptuously drifted towards Ye Lu.

Because this woman was as restless as a flea that couldn’t settle down, as if her butt was nailed to the seat. Her actions were exaggerated and vulgar, her voice as loud as a gong, devoid of any high society dining etiquette. She was utterly annoying.

What was even more infuriating was that such an awful woman was flaunting her affection right in front of them.

All the women were silently grinding their teeth in anger.

"Little Jingchen, come, have some pig’s trotters. These trotters are delicious. I guarantee your legs will be as strong as a pig’s."

Ye Lu stabbed a pig trotter with her fork, shoving it into Shang Jingchen’s mouth with a beaming smile.

Shang Jingchen turned green, glaring at her. He knew this woman was deliberately provoking him as revenge. Eating pig’s trotters could be messy, he hated it the most.

But under so many watchful eyes, he couldn’t react. He could only bite it fiercely, forcing out a sinister smile of happiness.

"Too wonderful. The pig’s trotter served by Lu is especially delicious. Why don’t you have one, too!" Shang Jingchen forked a greasy pig’s trotter, maliciously pushing it into her mouth. "Good girl, make sure you finish it. This is the loving pig trotter I specially picked for you."

Ye Lu’s mouth was filled to the brim by him, nearly choking her. This petty man!

"Here’s a chicken neck. Little Jingchen, your neck is short so you need to supplement."

Dared to comment on his short neck—this damned woman—Shang Jingchen countered by stuffing a duck beak into her mouth.

"Eat a mouth to nourish the mouth. Lu, your mouth is so venomous, it will be more venomous in the future."

"A chicken butt for you..."

"Have a pig’s intestine..."

The people surrounding the table all stared aghast at the two of them, sweetly feeding each other non-stop, their eyes practically shooting sparks of intense love.

"Enough from the two of you!" First, it was Madam Shang who couldn’t take it anymore. She slammed down her chopsticks and angrily stormed off.

Various aunts and uncles began deeply schooling Shang Jingchen, advising him against impulsively marrying a shrew.

Shang Jingchen dismissively smiled, stating that it was her uniqueness he loved.

The family gathering ended on a sour note.

After sending the relatives away, Madam Shang was still seething with anger.

"Where’s Grandpa?" Shang Jingchen asked with an indifferent expression.

"Thank goodness your Grandpa went to see his hospitalized old friends today, or else he would have had a heart attack." Madam Shang’s icy eyes rested disdainfully on Ye Lu. "This kind of woman, look at her, she made our family the laughing stock tonight."

Ye Lu lowered her head in guilt. Realizing she had indeed caused a stir, it was no wonder Madam Shang was furious.

However, it seemed like it was quite a success.

"I don’t care, I want to marry her."

"I had thought you just wanted to bring her here to provoke me. I never expected you to be serious about her."

Madam Shang had always found it hard to believe the sincerity of their relationship, but after witnessing their performance at the dinner table—although exaggerated—his every action, didn’t seem feigned. He was thoroughly engaged in their playful banter.

As a mother, how could she not see whether his laughter was genuine or not? He was so happy, no different from other men smitten in love.

Her heart grew colder.

"I really can’t believe you’d be into her. Such a woman, not even as good as Yuan Jiayin, yet you want to marry her. Are you determined to kill me with anger?"