见自己的头发快被扯出来,沈明轻轻咳嗽了一声,善意地提醒着.
"你还好吗,小家伙?"
哇,他表妹的女朋友不仅漂亮,她的声音也很甜美.这让他瞬间脸红了.他垂下笨拙的双手,坐在沙发上,傻乎乎地笑着盯着表姐的妻子.
沈明觉得他那笑容显得相当傻.
就在这时,荣兆南在阳台上接完电话回来了.他走到沈明身边,把手搭在她的肩膀上,她注意到他打完电话后,脸上的眉头皱得更深了.
他对她说,显然很生气.
"你的小表弟很有趣.他为什么这么安静?
荣兆南的脸色因沮丧而阴沉.
"他还有勇气说话吗?"他啪地一声,让斗破僵住了."谁让你过来的?谁允许你吃冰箱里的蛋糕?
窦破从来没见过表哥这么生气.他的心跳加快了一拍.
"我...我姑姑让我过来.她说你今天回来了,既然家里没有仆人,我真的很饿,还有冰箱里的蛋糕...我只是...拿出来吃.
他想起了那个蛋糕,一个小而精致的蛋糕,上面写着外国文字.仆人走了,难道是他的表哥专门为他表哥的妻子买了蛋糕呢?他可能不小心吃了它.恐慌开始了.
"对不起,表姐,我不是故意的!请告诉表姐,对不起!
表亲.
沈明忍不住高兴地笑了.这是个不错的标题.
她拍了拍荣兆南的手搭在她的肩膀上,从沙发上站起来,说道:"好,你们俩想办法.天色已晚.我现在要回家了.
她刚说出"家"这个词,就有人拦住了她.
荣兆南一把抓住她的腰,用尖锐的语气厉声说道:"你以为你要去哪里?来吧,上楼洗个澡.
他把她推向电梯.
斗破见过他们在一起.他今晚还想让她留下来吗?他们怎么能这么坦率呢?
她转身向窦破挥手,"再见,小家伙.
窦破心想,表姐夫真漂亮,看起来一天都不过二十.
表弟简直完美,看起来和他一样年轻.
荣兆南狠狠地瞪了他一眼.窦破赶紧冲到他身边,低声说道:"表哥,我毁了你的计划吗?
荣兆南垂眉,冷冷地看了他一眼.
"你告诉我."
窦破浑身一颤.他不知道他的表弟在隐瞒这样的关系.
"表姐,我真的不能怪.我姑姑派我来的.她说,'你怎么回来了,却没回家过夜?我发现了你和表姐夫的事情.
荣兆南眼神一暗.窦婆继续道:"哇,表姐,你真是认真的.我还以为你喜欢小枫,而不是她..."
荣兆南的目光更加冰冷,几乎是杀气腾腾.他盯着他看了两秒钟,然后才开口.
"你认识沈明?"
窦破疑惑道:"谁不认识她呢?我妈妈一直在谈论她.每个人都在八卦她.你可能还没听说过,但沈明和宁家那个家伙的故事已经传开了.你打算怎么办?
"Why should that concern you?"
Dou Po was eager to answer.
"Of course it concerns me! Cousin, you're dating Shen Ming, and you've been keeping it secret. But the Ning family is involved. Ning Zhijian is cousin-in-law's ex. They even had a fight over him. You don't want to hide it forever, do you?"
Rong Zhaonan gave him a deadpan look.
"Where did you hear that?"
Dou Po grinned, "It's no secret. I overheard my aunt and mom gossiping. Apparently, my aunt, Mrs. Du Qing, even agreed with my mom. And I've heard Shen Ming's name everywhere. You probably didn't know, but last year, the fight between Shen Ming and Wei Leng over Ning Zhijian made headlines. This time, Shen Ming even sent Wei Leng to the hospital. It's much more dramatic than the old days. I really wish I had been there."
Rong Zhaonan scoffed, "You can watch the video online, you know."
Dou Po leaned forward, almost forgetting his point.
"Though I'm surprised you're dating Shen Ming, everyone's talking about it. The Ning family's already broken off the engagement with the Wei family, planning to get engaged to Shen Ming."
Rong Zhaonan's expression darkened even more.
Dou Po carried on, "You're stealing Tian Qi's blind date? What a mess. You and Shen Ming… you guys are so tangled up!"
Suddenly, Dou Po was hit on the head by a heavy punch.
Rong Zhaonan, still seated, delivered a swift blow to his cousin's head.
"Go back to the old house. There's no place for you here. And keep your mouth shut about tonight. Leave now."
Dou Po stood up, rubbing his head, "Fine, I'll leave. And about the cake, I swear it wasn't on purpose. Tell cousin-in-law I'm sorry. I'll keep quiet about you guys, don't worry!"
Dou Po made a "zip" motion with his hand and bolted out of the room.
After Dou Po left, Shen Ming returned from the shower. The half-eaten cake still sat on the coffee table.
"Where's Dou Po?"
Shen Ming, now in Rong Zhaonan's bathrobe with a towel wrapped around her hair, looked at the half-eaten cake with curiosity.
"You know Dou Po's my cousin?"
Rong Zhaonan came over and leaned down, his eyes gleaming with amusement.
"I know. I've made sure to check on everyone in your family you might come into contact with. Even your cousin."
Shen Ming raised an eyebrow, "I'm sure you didn't do this investigation after meeting me. Tell me, who did you check?"
He leaned closer, interest piqued.
"You didn't do it after meeting me, did you? What's the family like?"
She smiled at his sudden interest and said, "What do you mean, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?"
He laughed lightly, "No fun."
Then, she poked a bit of the cream from the cake, tasted it, and smiled.
"By the way, the cake's got writing on it. Who is it for? I remember it's not Xiao Feng's birthday around now."
He sat on the couch, his gaze lingering on her soft face for a moment before he answered, "It's for you. The old man was planning a welcome-back dinner for you tonight, to celebrate you becoming an official teacher. I bought a cake to get a bit of luck."
Her heart fluttered at his words, a feeling she couldn't quite explain.
Later that night, when she saw him waiting for her across the street, those same butterflies returned.
She glanced at him, her eyes softening.
With a playful smile, she scraped more cream from the cake and dabbed it on her lips. Then, with a teasing push, she fell back onto the couch, pulling him with her.
Together, they shared a sweet kiss, the cake forgotten as his hand slid around her waist.
"Rong Zhaonan, I hope you're happy with the bit of good luck I gave you."