Chapter 227 Female Simp in Farming Variety Show (35)

Chapter 227: Female Simp in Farming Variety Show (35)

In the courtyard with three people, Pei Chen inexplicably felt an odd sense—that among the three, he seemed like the extra one...

Time and again, whether intentionally or not, Pei Chen always caught the moments when the other two exchanged smiles.

What’s going on?

Pei Chen, the *little dog*, looked left and right, once again catching Feng Xingzhou’s somewhat heated gaze.

Finally unable to hold back, he blurted out, “Did something… happen between you two?”

“No.” The Grand Film Emperor’s expression kept gentle as he casually retrieved the plate in front of Tang Qing. “Nothing happened.”

Only…

*I’ve just come to understand my own feelings.*

Having figured it out, Feng Xingzhou turned toward Tang Qing’s direction and smiled again.

Something’s weird!

Seriously weird!

Why does Feng Xingzhou today resemble Nan Gongjing, that preening peacock?

Why’s he grinning like an idiot?

For once, Pei Chen was oddly perceptive, observing for a long time but still couldn’t figure out the reason behind the Grand Film Emperor’s good mood today.

“I always thought Pei Chen was a big fool, but now it seems he’s not completely clueless.”

As soon as Pei Chen left, the system chimed in. “This guy really does have a nose like a bloodhound—he picked up on the weirdness between you and Feng Xingzhou so quickly.”

Though Pei Chen had pried subtly several times, he still hadn’t figured out what exactly had happened between the Grand Film Emperor and Tang Qing.

Only after Feng Xingzhou left first did Pei Chen, the *little dog*, finally get moving…

“Really?” Tang Qing mused with a chuckle, replaying Pei Chen’s endless questioning. “Feng Xingzhou went to do the dishes?”

“Yeah, and he washed them really clean.”

“He washed each bowl six times—like a man possessed!” The epitome of a devoted househusband—delivering meals on schedule and even tidying up the kitchen.

Especially when Feng Xingzhou tied on an apron, his inner homemaker was on full display!

Who would’ve thought that the lofty Grand Film Emperor, so untouchable in public, could be such a domestic guy behind the scenes?

As she pondered, Feng Xingzhou sent another message: “What would you like for breakfast tomorrow?”

Tang Qing: “You can cook?”

“No.”

“Just name it—I’ll learn how.”

System: Wow~ The old house is truly on fire! Now he’s falling hard!

Smiling to herself, Tang Qing deliberately left him on read for over ten minutes before slowly replying with an emoji: “Sounds good~”

"Sandwiches it is!"

Watching the cute, bouncing rabbit on the screen, Feng Xingzhou in the kitchen finally broke into a satisfied smile.

To use up the leftover frozen ingredients Pei Chen and Ye Yunyun bought last time, Tang Qing decided to invite all the guests to have hotpot in her courtyard tonight.

As soon as the news came out, Ye Yunyun immediately burst out excitedly, "Really? We can have hotpot in your courtyard?"

Compared to the hotpot, what was even more enticing was the chance to visit Tang Qing’s courtyard this time.

"That’s amazing!"

With Tang Qing’s confirmation, Ye Yunyun’s excitement grew even stronger. "Having hotpot in your courtyard tonight, and we can even see the moon!"

This kind of privilege was something Ye Yunyun had been looking forward to, and tonight, she finally got the opportunity.

"What should we prepare? I’ll go help right now!"

Last time, the moon-viewing in the courtyard privilege belonged solely to Nan Gongjing...

Now that she finally had a legitimate reason to visit Tang Qing’s courtyard, a secret thrill of anticipation surged in Ye Yunyun’s heart.

"Nothing much to get ready, just bring a few more stools," Tang Qing said, still dressed in her traditional robe. In the center of the courtyard, Ye Yunyun was the first to notice the smile on Tang Qing’s face.

"Huh?"

"Are we suddenly having hotpot tonight to announce some good news?"

Ye Yunyun deliberately took another look at Tang Qing’s smile and asked curiously, "Tang Qing, you seem especially happy today?"

"No," she said. Even as she answered, the smile on Tang Qing’s face didn’t fade. Anyone could tell that the usually stern taskmaster was in an exceptionally good mood today...

"Is it because of Feng Xingzhou?"

As soon as Ye Yunyun left, Nan Gongjing approached, his gentle eyes fixed on the person before him once again. "What did your idol say to you?"

Truly a romance expert, that faint smile of Tang Qing’s couldn’t escape Nan Gongjing’s sharp gaze.

"That's private."

Facing Nan Gongjing, the smile on Tang Qing’s lips instantly disappeared. "The dishes in the kitchen are ready. Go bring them over."

When Nan Gongjing didn't move, he glanced toward Feng Xingzhou’s direction. This man, too, seemed different from the past few days.

An inexplicable sense of relief and relaxation surrounded him...

What bothered Nan Gongjing even more was the faint, lingering smile on Feng Xingzhou’s lips.

The same kind of smile as Tang Qing’s...

"So... did he still say something after all..."

"Pei Chen." The young guy, who was still moving stools, was suddenly called by Nan Gongjing and turned around impatiently. "What?"

"What was Grand Film Emperor Feng doing in the kitchen this morning?" If he wasn’t mistaken, when he came downstairs earlier, it seemed like he saw the Grand Film Emperor wearing an apron...

At the time, Pei Chen had also been there...

"Making breakfast, of course," Pei Chen replied simply. "Grand Film Emperor Feng suddenly seems to have gotten into making breakfast..."

You made breakfast?

"Right, both Tang Qing and I had the Film Emperor's sandwiches today. They were pretty good."

With just a few words, Nan Gongjing immediately caught on.

So, something definitely went down between them!

Nan Gongjing knew very well that someone like Feng Xingzhou wouldn't just make breakfast for anyone.

As if realizing a certain possibility, all warmth drained from Nan Gongjing's gentle eyes.

With the combined efforts of the seven guests, they brought in a round table.

Before officially sitting down, Pei Chen walked around the table a few times, yet couldn't decide on a seat!

"What are you doing? There are still tons of seats available!" Yi Yan didn’t understand Pei Chen’s circling and spoke up, puzzled. "Just sit anywhere!"

Of course, he couldn’t just sit anywhere!

In his nervous hesitation, Pei Chen didn’t want to tell Yi Yan that he wanted to sit next to Tang Qing!

Pei Chen was like this, and so was Nan Gongjing.

Both of them seemed to be hesitating, neither committing to a seat.

"Tang Qing, time to eat."

Suddenly, both of them heard Feng Xingzhou speak up. "Sit here."

The normally aloof man had actually assigned Tang Qing a seat!

With everyone watching, Feng Xingzhou didn't even blink, placing Tang Qing’s seat right beside his own!

Pei Chen: Furious! How could he just claim someone's seat like that!

All that pacing wasted.

Still kicking himself for missing his shot, Pei Chen looked over again...

Nan Gongjing had somehow already snagged the seat opposite Tang Qing.

...

Now he was really pissed!

Once again, it wasn't his turn! Damn it!