"Really? I'll try." Chen Qianqian took off her coat and sat on the other side, imitating Xu Chacha, resting her head on the back of the bear. "Wow, it's so soft."
"Right?"
"Let's switch to another show. Did you watch the latest episode of the talent show that aired last week?"
"What talent show?" Xu Chacha reached for the dried sweet potato. "There are several talent shows, but I'm too lazy to watch them."
Talent shows have become incredibly popular in recent years. A few years ago, I was interested and watched a few episodes, but to be honest, where in the entertainment industry are there so many hidden gems? After several seasons of talent shows, what's left are either recycled contestants who never debuted before, or ordinary people who were grabbed from some street corner. I've gotten used to seeing amazing contestants, and my expectations have been raised. How could I possibly watch these kinds of shows? Now I avoid them altogether.
"I've watched a few episodes of the supermodel pageant, and they're all pretty good. They're all fair-skinned, beautiful, and have long legs. Their arms are so long they could wrap around my neck twice." Chen Qianqian giggled. "I thought you were really into these kinds of things."
Xu Chacha was indeed quite interested. "Let me even take a look at your phone."
Xue Miaomiao, who was already wearing an apron and waiting in the kitchen, tapped a knife on the cutting board. "So, you two young ladies are just going to let me cook all by myself?"
"That's hardly cooking. Just don't cut your hand," Chen Qianqian waved her hand.
Xue Miaomiao, unusually, didn't retort, but silently chopped vegetables with her head down, though her expression seemed to say, "I'll settle the score with you later."
Chen Qianqian connected her phone to the TV, and the two of them started watching the first episode from the beginning, thoroughly enjoying it.
Twenty minutes later, Xue Miaomiao, with a stern face, brought everything to the coffee table. Xu Chacha also stood up to make room for her, saying, "You two sit down, I'll go get the pot."
She had bought a pot specifically for hot pot, but she ended up using it more often than a frying pan, mainly because she was lazy and didn't want to cook.
A pot of hot water was poured in, along with the hot pot base. The bubbling bubbles released the aroma, and Chen Qianqian, a foodie who was watching a variety show, finally stretched and sat up.
"Mmm, it smells so good!"
She ran to get chopsticks and skillfully put the vegetables into the pot, saying, "Eating more radishes in winter is good for your health."
Amidst the swirling smoke, Xu Chacha got up and opened the French doors to the window, hoping to dissipate the smell quickly.
When I sat back down, there were a few more pieces of mutton in my bowl, which I didn't know who had fed me.
She picked it up, blew on it to cool it down, and ate it slowly and carefully, a stark contrast to Chen Qianqian across the hall, who was so impatient that she had to slurp each bite for ages before she could swallow.
Although the three of them don't get together often in person, they chat on their phones for hundreds of pages of nonsense almost every day, and when they meet in person, their mouths chatter like sparrows and can't stop.
"By the way, Cha Cha, I heard you've been doing some kind of live stream lately. Why did you suddenly want to do that?" Chen Qianqian asked Xu Cha Cha, but her eyes were still glued to the pot.
“Oh, it’s the Laiqian I told you about before, remember?” Su Qing and the others had asked about this before, but Xu Chacha didn’t want to say it directly. However, she had nothing to hide from these two people who knew her well. “I thought the money I had left would just gather dust, so I decided to invest it. Then she told me that this platform would definitely be a huge hit in the future and told me to invest as much as I had.”
"You believe everything she says?" Xue Miaomiao frowned, strongly disagreeing. "You can't spend money like that even if you have it."
"I was careful. I asked my sister for advice, and I observed for a while before making a move."
In fact, Lai Qian's words only reminded Xu Chacha of a way to make money from money, but she couldn't very well tell the two of them that she had read the original plot of the book, which described how the live streaming platform called Orange would see a huge increase in market value in the future.
"Fine, we'll never understand the lives of you rich women," Chen Qianqian shook her head.
"Shut up, you two aren't exactly poor either."
"I still can't compare to you, Miss."
Xu Chacha nudged her shoulder, "You're the one who should shut up."
"But if you're going to invest, why are you also doing live streams yourself?"
"Boring." She pursed her lips and brushed off the answer to the question, but then picked an even more difficult topic to ask, "If I told you that I might actually like a girl, would you think I'm weird?"
"Cough cough cough—"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Miaomiao and Chen Qianqian choked on their words in perfect unison.
Xu Chacha looked them up and down with a strange expression. "Why are you reacting so strongly?"
Chen Qianqian quickly lowered her head to hide her flushed face, and then Xue Miaomiao took over the conversation.
"Didn't you already come out as gay on your WeChat Moments before?"
“Didn’t you all know that it was deliberately shown to the people who were pursuing me?” Xu Chacha took a sip of her canned herbal tea, staring at the boiling soup in the pot with a worried expression. “I don’t think I should like her.”
"What's there to say about 'should' or 'shouldn't'?" Xue Miaomiao put a piece of food into her bowl. "Tell me who this person is that has you so troubled."
Xu Chacha said cautiously, "I'm telling you, so please don't be scared."
"Speak," Chen Qianqian patted her chest, "What, can't my strong heart handle this?"
"Wen Mubai." Xu Chacha blurted out in a self-deprecating manner, and repeated it again in case they didn't hear her clearly, "The woman I like is Wen Mubai."
"puff--"
Chapter 46 They've Got It Out
"Say it again?" they both asked in unison.
Seeing their reaction, Xu Chacha became bolder and puffed out her chest, "I just like her."
"Is it that kind of liking?"
Which type of preference?
"That kind of thing."
"Oh, yes, that kind."
Xue Miaomiao frowned, "What are you talking about?"
Xu Chacha: "It means I want to marry her, I like her."
"Are you sure this isn't just a hallucination caused by being too dependent on her all this time?" Xue Miaomiao remained cautious. "Look at you now, are you any different from when you were kids? Have you been single for too long and just randomly picked someone close to you to like?"
"Do you have to say something explicit before you'll believe me?" Xu Chacha said.
“…Okay.” Xue Miaomiao retreated tactically. “But when did you start liking her?”
"I don't know either……"
If she had to pinpoint the first time she realized something was off, it was during that late-night snack when everyone was trying to pair up the short-haired senior with Wen Mubai.
But at that time she thought that maybe she just didn't want Wen Mubai to date other people, because that would mean she would have less time to spend with him.
But later, when I saw the rumors about her and Du Fei, even though I knew in my heart that they were false, I still couldn't help but take out that picture and zoom in to look at it from left to right.
Then she realized that it wasn't that she didn't want Wen Mubai to date other people; it was that she wanted to date herself.
The alienation brought about by the distorted feelings has seeped into their relationship, so Xu Chacha hasn't dared to take the initiative to chat with Wen Mubai these past two days.
She was worried that the other person was so perceptive that she might easily discover her intentions if she said the wrong thing.
"Why don't you try staying away from her for a few days?" Chen Qianqian suggested. "To be honest, your aunt is really too beautiful. If I were to spend every day with such a beauty, I would inevitably feel romantic feelings too."
"Chen Qianqian?" Xue Miaomiao turned her head and glared at her.
"I was wrong, I was wrong," Chen Qianqian mouthed to her.
Xu Chacha was pondering the feasibility of Chen Qianqian's words and didn't pay attention to their little interaction.
“But we haven’t been in touch much lately. She’s busy with her own things, and I…” She’s also making money.
Besides her busy live streaming activities, Xu Chacha also went to three job interviews this week and is currently waiting for the results.
Actually, Xu Chacha was quite unsure of herself. "Three minutes on stage requires ten years of practice off stage." She had neglected her stage presence for a long time and only picked it up again two nights before the interview, cramming at the last minute. She didn't know if the interviewer would even be interested.
"Sigh, let's not talk about that anymore. It's better for relationships to develop naturally. Otherwise, if you break up too quickly, neither of us will know what to say to comfort you."
Xu Chacha: "Can't you say something nice?"
"Okay? Sure." Chen Qianqian raised her hand. "My sister's bar is opening next weekend, and I'm planning to go and freeload. Are you guys coming?"
"A bar?" Xu Chacha shook her head. "Then I'd better not go."
"What's wrong with the bar? You've been so down lately, you should go relax." Chen Qianqian put her arm around her neck. "Don't worry, my sister's bar isn't the kind of noisy place you think it is. It's just a quiet bar where people can chat when they have nothing to do. It's probably only lively on the opening day."
“Xue Miaomiao.” Xu Chacha looked at the silent person beside her.
“She’s going too,” Chen Qianqian said, trying to persuade her teammates.
"...Alright then."
...
After agreeing to Chen Qianqian's request, Xu Chacha didn't take the matter to heart.
On Friday noon, she suddenly received a message from Wen Mubai.
Dear Auntie: Come out, Honeymoon Dessert has a new product, let's go eat it.
Xu Chacha: Okay! [cute.jpg]
What should have been a happy occasion turned into a panic for Xu Chacha after she put down her phone, because she felt that she hadn't kept the matter from Wen Mubai.
After adding Wen Mubai with a secondary account, she didn't accept the first transfer, but the money was returned to her own account the next day.
Xu Chacha sent a question mark and then transferred the money again, but the other party still refused to accept it. However, they would send her a message to confirm the draft and style.
Every time she asked, the only response was a brief three words—"I forgot."
She had never seen anyone so indifferent to money!
After the afternoon classes ended, Xu Chacha handed the books to Su Qing and the others to take back, and walked towards the back door alone.
Wen Mubai always liked to come through the back door when he came to pick her up, and he would also buy her a cup of milk tea on his way out.
"Junior." Someone tapped Xu Chacha on the shoulder from behind. She turned around and saw, "Senior Jiang Miao."
She hadn't seen Jiang Miao much since her birthday, and she almost didn't recognize him when they met again.
"Senior, you don't look well. Have you been too tired lately?"
"It's alright." Jiang Miao smiled at her. "Where did you go? Why are you alone?"
Xu Chacha and her roommates usually go out as a group; they rarely go out alone. The official WeChat account "gl yuri ebooks" offers a collection of yuri resources, including romance and explicit content.
"Someone is waiting for me at the back door."
They hadn't walked two steps when Xu Chacha saw Wen Mubai's figure ahead. When she was standing, she always liked to find something to lean against, just like now, she was gently leaning against the car door, looking down at her phone, with an indifferent attitude towards her surroundings.
"Auntie." She raised her hand and waved to Wen Mubai. She still preferred to call him that in front of outsiders.
"Oh, so it's your aunt."
Hearing the sound, Wen Mubai looked up and saw Jiang Miao and Xu Chacha walking side by side in an intimate manner. His brows furrowed subconsciously, and his eyes revealed displeasure.