Chapter 99: The Person You Like Is Sheng Yu, Right?

The waiter brought over the hot pot base; Dong Shu did not eat spicy food, so Zhu Yuan ordered a yin-yang pot.

As the soup base boiled, it became steaming hot.

Zhu Yuan blanched some tripe for Dong Shu, "Everyone says that when you're in a bad mood, you should go eat hot pot. There's nothing a meal of hot pot can't solve; if there is, then eat two meals."

Dong Shu said a word of thanks, "I'm not in a bad mood."

Zhu Yuan didn't call her out. She had been sensitive since she was young and easily picked up on the emotional fluctuations of those around her. Since Dong Shu wouldn't say, she naturally wouldn't ask further.

The two of them chatted idly.

Over there, a waiter was carrying a soup base to another table.

Opposite the aisle from where Zhu Yuan and her companion were sitting, a couple was with their child. The little boy couldn't sit still, jumping up and down in his seat, and the child's mother didn't take it seriously even after reminding him a few times.

Suddenly, the ball the child was playing with rolled away. He shouted, jumped straight off his seat, and ran after the ball with his head down.

"Hey, watch out, kid!"

The waiter shouted in panic.

But the little boy didn't notice at all and bumped his head into the waiter's leg. The waiter, carrying the pot of soup base, was terrified of scalding the child and subconsciously moved the pot to the side, but lost their grip, and the pot flew out of their hands.

It was clear that the pot of soup was splashing toward the table where Zhu Yuan and Dong Shu were sitting.

"Dong Shu!"

Zhu Yuan's expression changed, and she quickly stood up and grabbed Dong Shu's arm.

But Dong Shu was facing away from the waiter and had no idea what was happening. Zhu Yuan couldn't pull her in time, so she turned her body sideways and used the plate of vegetables on the table to block it.

All that hot soup splashed onto the plate, and some splattered onto the back of her hand.

Dong Shu realized what had happened belatedly. She stood up with a dark expression and pulled over Zhu Yuan's hand, which had been scalded red. Her eyes were full of shock and disbelief, "How could you..."

The child was scared and cried loudly, and the waiter apologized repeatedly.

Dong Shu ignored them entirely, just dragging Zhu Yuan to the restroom, turning on the faucet, and running the water over her hand.

Looking at her solemn face, Zhu Yuan comforted her.

"It didn't scald me, it doesn't hurt."

Dong Shu's face grew colder and colder, and she held Zhu Yuan's hand under the water without saying a word.

After a while, she lowered her head and asked, "Why did you block it? Weren't you afraid the soup would all splash onto you?"

"I was afraid, I was afraid of getting scalded and scarred. But I brought you out to eat; if you got scalded, wouldn't I lose face?"

Dong Shu's grip on her hand tightened, "Is that so? Tell me the truth."

Zhu Yuan sighed.

She patted Dong Shu's shoulder with her other hand, "Because we are friends, Dong Shu. I worry about you."

Dong Shu gritted her teeth. Once Zhu Yuan's hand was no longer red, she let go and turned off the faucet.

She walked forward without a word, then stopped after a few steps. She turned back and looked at Zhu Yuan with a complex expression.

Zhu Yuan looked at her, sighed in her heart, walked forward, and took the initiative to hold Dong Shu's hand.

"It's fine, I'm not in pain." Zhu Yuan looked at her for a moment, sighed, and raised her arms to hug her.

Dong Shu.

The person you like is Sheng Yu, right?

Zhu Yuan closed her eyes heavily.

Sheng Yu's birthday was yesterday; Dong Shu arrived very late and even said she would confess to her crush later.

She should have guessed then that Dong Shu's crush was in that villa.

Bad temper, sharp-tongued, cold-faced.

In that circle, who else could make Dong Shu act so cautiously but Sheng Yu?

Later, when she came downstairs from Sheng Yu's room, she heard people around her asking where Sheng Yu had gone and why Dong Shu hadn't found him after going upstairs.

She had been dazed at the time, and a thought had flashed through her mind, but Sheng Yu came downstairs quickly, and the birthday song segment interrupted her train of thought.

Looking at it now, Dong Shu must have bumped into something on the second floor, which made her say that her plan had fallen through.

Ning Chu and Dong Shu had no grievances, and the Ning Family wouldn't dare offend Dong Shu.

Why would Dong Shu hate Ning Chu, or even hate the Ning Family sisters?

The answer was obvious.

It had to do with Sheng Yu.

Her blocking the hot soup for Dong Shu was a subconscious act because she considered Dong Shu a friend and didn't want her to get hurt.

However, Dong Shu's reaction after seeing her block the soup, along with her troubled and conflicted appearance, made her previous guess one hundred percent certain.

All the clues were clear now.

She was so stupid to have only guessed it now.

Sheng Yu spent his birthday at the villa yesterday, and the people who wanted to invite him to dinner were lining up starting today.

Yuan Fengye was teased by Dong Shu as the number one bootlicker for Sheng Yu, so he was naturally scheduled for the first day.

While pouring tea for Sheng Yu, he complained, "Dong Shu is too uncool. I asked her to come eat, but she actually went to eat hot pot with the little sister-in-law."

"Eat what hot pot?" Sheng Yu picked up his teacup and asked as if in passing.

Yuan Fengye took out his phone and opened WeChat; it was a photo Dong Shu had just sent.

He handed the phone to Sheng Yu.

Sheng Yu glanced at it and immediately saw the upper body and neck of the woman sitting opposite the photographer. She was wearing a blue apron, revealing a patch of fair, delicate skin on her neck, and a fair hand was holding chopsticks, picking up food from the spicy soup base of the yin-yang pot.

Seeing the red chili peppers covering the entire surface, Sheng Yu frowned.

Yuan Fengye shook his head as he watched, "I remember Dong Shu doesn't eat spicy food. This yin-yang pot must have been the little sister-in-law's idea. She grew up in Yucheng and can handle spicy food well, but these chili peppers are too much; it makes my stomach hurt just looking at it."

"You know her very well?" Sheng Yu picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Yuan Fengye was stunned, feeling inexplicably apprehensive, "Are you talking about Dong Shu or the young sister-in-law?"

"Lu Huaizhan is dead; how long do you intend to keep calling her young sister-in-law?"

Yuan Fengye clicked his tongue and slapped his own mouth, "I can't change the way I address her all at once. You're right to remind me; it's not good for her if I keep calling her that. I'll change, I'll change! I didn't go out of my way to learn about Zhu Yuan; it's just that back when Zhan Ge was around, he mentioned her a few times, so I remembered."

"You couldn't memorize your textbook lessons back in school, but now that you're older, your memory has improved?" The man glanced at him sideways.

He begged for mercy repeatedly, "Yu Ge, please spare me. I won't say it, I won't ever say it again."

What's wrong with Yu Ge? Could it be that he has taken a liking to Zhu Yuan?

When he realized this possibility, Yuan Fengye broke out in a cold sweat.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

As the two were talking, the others at the table were also chatting about something.

The waiter had already finished serving all the dishes.

Sheng Yu glanced at the dining table, "How come there isn't a single spicy dish?"

Yuan Fengye, Qi Jing, and everyone else at the table stopped and looked toward him one after another.

Qi Jing and Yuan Fengye exchanged a look, the gaze seeming to ask, is he alright?

"Yu Ge, you never eat spicy food, so how could I possibly order spicy dishes?"

Yuan Fengye knew his preferences by heart; he was a qualified sycophant.

A memory of that table full of chili dishes flashed through Sheng Yu's mind, and his tone carried a hint of nonchalance, "I've been eating a little lately."