Chapter 939: Chapter 170: Love That Eats Into the Bones

It’s so sad, I have no friends!

"Let me ask you, do all men like women with big boobs?" Lu Siyu glanced at Tang Yige’s chest, and said sourly.

Tang Yige froze slightly, looked at Lu Siyu, "...Probably?"

Honestly, she didn’t really understand what kind of women men generally liked.

Lu Siyu rolled her eyes, "So shallow!"

Tang Yige twitched her lips, sat up straight, "Did you have a fight with Yicheng?"

When Lei Yicheng was mentioned, Lu Siyu puffed up her cheeks, her pair of bright cat-like eyes welled up with tears, about to drop golden droplets any second.

Tang Yige took a gentle breath, raised her hands in surrender, "Pretend I didn’t ask."

Lu Siyu pouted pitifully, looking like she was wronged without anyone to tell.

Tang Yige felt a black line looming over her, but couldn’t help softening her voice, "Yicheng is typically tough on the outside but soft on the inside..."

"Do you know him well?" Lu Siyu stared at Tang Yige, uncomfortable, her eyes reddened, lashes soaked, stubbornly holding back her tears.

Tang Yige paused, aware that this girl saw her as a rival, coupled with her instinct to defend Lei Yicheng. Whatever she said now would be rebutted.

With a light sigh inside, Tang Yige pulled a tissue from the box on the table and handed it to Lu Siyu, "I’m not your enemy, with me, you don’t have to disguise yourself as a porcupine."

"Humph."

Lu Siyu softly grunted, snatched the tissue from Tang Yige’s hand, rubbing her eyes randomly, her voice hoarse and childlike, "Just wait. Lei Yicheng better never likes me in his lifetime, because if he does, all the frustration I’m suffering now, I’ll pay him back tenfold, hundredfold. Boohoo..."

Tang Yige, "..." Who would have thought this girl would start crying just by saying that.

"What’s wrong with me? I’m younger than you, like him more than you, came a long way for him, sneaking away from my daddy to find him. I have nothing but sincere love for him, is it so hard for him to be a little nice to me? Is his heart made of stone? Boohoo...I’ve never suffered such humiliation in my life. Boohoo..."

Lu Siyu cried even more sorrowfully.

Tang Yige felt slightly awkward, dragged her chair in front of Lu Siyu, reached for the tissue box on the table, pulled out a tissue to wipe away her tears, speaking softly, "In the world of emotions, the one who loves more often suffers a bit."

"Humph. You talk like you’ve gone through it. How does that song go? Those who are loved are bold and fearless; you’re the one who’s loved." Lu Siyu glared at Tang Yige with red eyes.

Tang Yige looked at her, unable to suppress a smile, "Young lady, I’m the one sheltering you now. Aren’t you afraid I’ll kick you out for treating me like this?"

"Humph." Lu Siyu pouted, tears gleaming as they rolled down her cheeks, "You’re the woman Lei the Second likes, I can’t be polite to you. If this makes you want to kick me out, I have nothing to say."

"So justified." Tang Yige didn’t know whether to be angry or amused.

"Will you kick me out?" Lu Siyu lifted her chin, staring at Tang Yige.

Tang Yige raised her brows slightly, wiped her tears with the tissue in her hand, softly saying, "No."

Lu Siyu’s watery eyes froze, looked at Tang Yige in surprise, as if asking her why.

"I find you candid, and I don’t dislike you. Besides, you truly like Yicheng, so I like you. I don’t know you well now, but my intuition says you’re a good girl." Tang Yige said slowly.

Lu Siyu frowned, confused, whispered, "I hate you, yet you say you like me?"

Seeing her tears had stopped, Tang Yige withdrew her hand, tossed the tissue into the trash, looked at Lu Siyu’s puzzled little face, "How old are you?"

Lu Siyu, "..."

"Hmm?" Tang Yige raised her eyebrows.

"...Twenty." Lu Siyu said.

"Hmm, I’m thirteen years older than you, call me Sister Yi from now on." Tang Yige said.

Lu Siyu, "..."

"Starting today, stay here with peace of mind, treat it as your own home, don’t be restrained."

"..." Lu Siyu frowned deeply, stared oddly at Tang Yige.

"I know a little friend your age; you two should get along well." Tang Yige thought of Mu Yan, smiled and said.

Lu Siyu took a breath, her eyes filled with complexity.

Why does it feel like she’s really treating her like family?

"Anything else?" Tang Yige looked openly at Lu Siyu.

Lu Siyu’s lashes trembled, shook her head.

Tang Yige curled her lips, "Then I won’t bother with you, I need to work."

"...What do you do?" Lu Siyu blinked her moist eyelashes, sniffled, glanced at the table beside, softly asked with a hoarse voice.

Tang Yige found her really adorable at the moment, couldn’t help but reached out to touch her head.

Lu Siyu’s back shivered, she widened her eyes, stared at Tang Yige like seeing a ghost, "What are you doing?"

Ugh...

Tang Yige felt slightly embarrassed, licked her lower lip, said, "Nothing."

After finishing speaking, Tang Yige swiveled her chair, slid back to her previous position, picked up the qipao fabric on the table, and started embroidering.

Lu Siyu stared at Tang Yige with her big cat-like eyes for a while before slightly rolling her eyes. She knew better than to interrupt Tang Yige’s work, so she got up and went downstairs.

Hearing Lu Siyu’s footsteps going downstairs, Tang Yige’s lips curved slightly, barely noticeable, as she shook her head lightly.

...

Tang Yige only put down her work and got up to go downstairs after Zhang Lan had prepared dinner.

Downstairs, Tang Yige glanced at Lu Siyu, who was sitting on the sofa staring blankly at the TV, and raised an eyebrow, "Si Yu, time for dinner."

Upon hearing the voice, Lu Siyu took a deep breath, picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, unfolded her legs from the sofa, put on her cotton slippers, stood up, and drifted like a ghost towards the dining room.

Tang Yige was stunned for two seconds at this and also headed towards the dining room.

Rong Rui was always the most eager to eat. By the time Tang Yige and Lu Siyu walked into the kitchen, the little guy was already sitting at the dining table after washing his hands.

Seeing Rong Rui, Lu Siyu went over to ruffle his hair, "Hello~~"

Rong Rui, "..." His head was full of black lines. Why did it feel like she was petting a dog?

Tang Yige walked over and sat next to Rong Rui.

Zhang Lan served food to everyone and sat down as well.

Seeing Zhang Lan sit down, Lu Siyu was momentarily startled but quickly acted natural again.

"Let’s eat." Tang Yige said.

"Little Gege, I want some meat." Rong Rui said.

"I’ll get it for you." Lu Siyu picked up the serving chopsticks and gave Rong Rui a piece of steamed pork.

Rong Rui tilted his head to look at Lu Siyu and immediately forgave her for touching his head without permission earlier, saying softly, "Thank you, sis..."

"Aunt." Before Rong Rui could finish, Lu Siyu seriously reminded him while staring at him.

Rong Rui, "...Thank you, Aunt."

"Good boy."

Lu Siyu smiled and gently pinched Rong Rui’s little face.

Rong Rui, "..."

Tang Yige saw Rong Rui’s twitching lips and smiled silently.

Halfway through the meal, Zhang Lan suddenly said, "Strange, Mister didn’t come tonight."

Tang Yige was taken aback and looked at Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan continued eating as if her previous comment was just an offhand remark.

Tang Yige pressed her lips together, looked down at the bowl of white rice, and suddenly... lost her appetite.

Rong Rui shrewdly glanced at Zhang Lan and huffed.

Don’t think he didn’t know, Aunt Zhang had long been bribed by his dad!

Days ago, he noticed Aunt Zhang persistently trying to pair his dad with his little Gege, not considering his feelings at all.

Thinking about this, Rong Rui suddenly felt a bit desolate.

Originally, he thought that given his relationship with Aunt Zhang, she would stand by his side rather than his dad’s.

"Sigh."

Rong Rui suddenly let out a senseless sigh.

The other three at the dinner table heard and looked at him in confusion.

Rong Rui awkwardly picked up the steamed pork in his bowl and buried his head in eating.

"..."

...

After dinner, Tang Yige took Rong Rui downstairs for a walk to aid digestion, and a frustrated Lu Siyu followed along.

After wandering downstairs for nearly an hour, the three of them returned home.

Later, Lu Siyu took Rong Rui to the media room to watch an animated movie, while Tang Yige went upstairs.

However.

Sitting on the swivel chair, Tang Yige’s eyes were fixed on the unfinished embroidery on the qipao, but her mind was elsewhere.

After a while, Tang Yige pursed her lips lightly, her gaze shifting from the qipao fabric to the phone placed at the side of the work table.

All day long.

Someone hadn’t even sent a single message...