Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Ning Shu couldn’t stand it anymore. She coughed and said, “The noodles are soggy.”

Tang Yu let go of Bai Feifei’s hand. Bai Feifei picked up her chopsticks and fiddled with the noodles in the pot.

“Feifei is only a child. Why let her do such a thing?” Tang Yu frowned, his tone displeased.

Tang Yu frowned often, and he looked very serious when he did. It made him seem imposing. She’d never seen Tang Yu laugh out loud.

Ning Shu ignored his anger and said, “Feifei claimed she’s familiar with the kitchen. She came to cook, and I couldn’t stop her even if I wanted to.”

Bai Feifei was stunned and glanced at Ning Shu. That wasn’t what happened at all! Also, this woman didn’t do a thing, but it was hard to tell her uncle that.

Uncle’s fiancee was two-faced. She acted like someone she wasn’t.

If he married a woman like that, he wouldn’t be happy.

Three bowls of noodles were placed on the table. They were as thick as porridge. Ning Shu put seasoning in one, took a spoon, and began eating.

Bai Feifei was worried and couldn’t eat at all. Tang Yu saw the paste-like consistency of the noodles and lost his appetite. So Ning Shu ate her entire bowl of noodles by herself. Then she wiped her mouth and said, “It’s not bad.”

The corners of Bai Feifei’s mouth twitched. How could this possibly taste good?

She was just pretending to be gentle and virtuous in front of Tang Yu.

Ning Shu stood up, picked her bag up from the sofa, and said, “I’ll head back home for today and come back tomorrow.”

“Why are you coming back?” Tang Yu looked at Ning Shu.

Ning Shu smiled bashfully as she said, “You’re so silly! We’ll get married in the future so of course I should build a good relationship with my future daughter. Today Feifei cooked. So tomorrow, I’ll come back to cook a nice meal.”

“Wait for me.” Ning Shu waved. Then she walked out the door and drove away.

After Ning Shu left, Tang Yu and Bai Feifei were alone in the room.

Bai Feifei lowered her head and poked at the noodles in her bowl with her chopsticks. Tang Yu saw she was depressed and asked, “Why are you unhappy?”

“Uncle, are you really going to marry Aunt Wen?” Bai Feifei asked him. That aunt was a bad person. Her feelings were fake and who knew what her intentions were?

Tang Yu turned his chair to face Bai Feifei. “If you’re worried that I’ll ignore you when I get married, then don’t be. I’m your guardian. Of course I’ll still take care of you.”

When Bai Feifei heard Tang Yu say that, she felt even more unhappy. She poked her noodles again and took a deep breath. After she gathered courage, she looked at Tang Yu with watery eyes. “Uncle, what if I don’t like Auntie?”

Tang Yu stared at Bai Feifei’s large clear eyes, dazed, before immediately recovering. He looked away and said, “This is a matter between adults. A child like you shouldn’t care.”

“I’m not a kid anymore! I’ve grown up. I already understand what I should: Aunt Wen isn’t suitable for Uncle, and Uncle isn’t happy with her.” Bai Feifei’s eyes were filled with tears.

“I’ve already said that this is adult business. You shouldn’t get involved,” Tang Yu said with a stern expression.

“Uncle, you’re so mean!” Bai Feifei ran upstairs, wiping away tears as she did.

Tang Yu sighed and rubbed his temples.

Ning Shu drove back to the Wen family villa. She walked in and saw Mother Wen playing mahjong with a few wealthy wives.