Provocation

At night, the bedroom felt especially warm and cozy.

Only Xue Chuchu felt a pang of desolation. Her portion of fruit salad had been swindled away by Tongtong and Jiang Ning working together.

At this moment, Xue Chuchu had no one to rely on.

Naturally, she was powerless to resist and could only accept reality.

Xue Yuantong's scheme had succeeded. If the victim, Chuchu, had not been right there, she probably would have high-fived Jiang Ning in celebration!

After finishing the fruit salad, Xue Yuantong found a martial arts movie and curled up serenely on her throne to watch it.

Xue Chuchu did not head home right away. That would make her seem like she had eaten her fill and then wiped her mouth clean—far too heartless.

Besides, Jiang Ning's room was especially comfortable, nice and warm. Perhaps because Tongtong had grown so many flowers on the windowsill, the air was particularly fresh as well.

That was the real reason she was willing to visit Jiang Ning's room so often.

Xue Yuantong could never sit still while watching a movie. She flipped down from her chair, leaped onto the sofa, and nudged Jiang Ning, signaling that a fight scene had come on and telling him to watch properly.

Xue Yuantong commented, "Why are they fighting barehanded? If it were me, I'd definitely use a weapon!"

Jiang Ning asked, "What kind of weapon do you like?"

Xue Yuantong said, "A precious sword!"

She made a few mock slashes, brimming with murderous intent.

Jiang Ning said, "I don't like using weapons."

Chuchu, who was watching beside them, remembered the last time Jiang Ning had gotten into a fight at the barbecue stand. Sure enough, he had not used a weapon then.

Xue Yuantong said, "Next time you run into an enemy, hide