At the dinner table, Wang Qiang eagerly pulled out a chair and served rice for Huang Yaru, looking quite like a servant.
Huang Yaru enjoyed it very much, her face glowing with pleasure, accepting Wang Qiang's attentiveness.
Goodness, the interaction between the two of them was just like a couple who had just met, bashful yet passionate, and passionate yet restrained. In short, it can be summarized in two words: cringeworthy!
After attending to Huang Yaru, Wang Qiang finally sat down slowly.
As soon as he sat down, he said something that almost made Tang Xiaoquan choke on his food:
"Uh, Miss Huang, I'm really sorry, our humble abode is quite basic, not a good host, please bear with us, bear with us."
Oh my! Hearing this, Tang Xiaoquan almost rolled his eyes; it was the first time he saw the hot-tempered Wang Qiang speak in such a literary manner.
Emma! His literature teacher can finally rest in peace!
Remember, back in the day, Wang Qiang was a terrifying presence, holding the top spot on the school's literature exam failure list, and now, such a man who regarded literature as dirt actually uttered words of "such accomplishment".
Truly proves the old saying: The shameless are invincible!
Huang Yaru reached over, gently tucking her hair behind her ear, exuding a fresh elegance in her every move, which made Wang Qiang completely enamored and captivated.
However, her graceful actions raised Tang Xiaoquan's vigilance.
As the saying goes, pretending to be innocent reveals a hidden agenda.
Seemingly to prove Tang Xiaoquan's suspicions, Huang Yaru pointed at the sole dish on the table, the vinegar stir-fried potato strips, and said with a smile, "Hehe, Wang Qiang, you're too kind. Actually, I don't eat much normally. This potato dish is great. By the way, did you make it?"
"Uh, well, hehe~ I just casually made it, not sure if it suits your taste?" Wang Qiang seemed nervous, his big hands kept rubbing under the table as if dirty.
Without another word, Huang Yaru gently picked up her chopsticks, picked up a small bunch of potato strips from the plate, and elegantly put them into her mouth. After chewing slowly twice, she raised her eyebrows playfully and then gave a thumbs-up, exaggeratedly praising, "Hmm, the taste is really good, sour and appetizing, I like it!"
NM, vinegar stir-fried potato strips, if not sour, could it possibly be sweet? Tang Xiaoquan looked at Wang Qiang silently, thinking Huang Yaru's poor acting skills, you should see through it, right?
But... he underestimated the stupidity of a man lost in tenderness.
Wang Qiang smiled foolishly, looking like an idiot lost in love.
Seeing this, Tang Xiaoquan, who had remained silent all along, couldn't take it anymore. He coughed twice, interrupting their nauseating farce and seriously said to Huang Yaru, "Miss Huang, there's something I need to tell you. This apocalypse came suddenly, and neither Wang Qiang nor I have much resources in reserve. Your arrival has made our already scarce resources even tighter, so I need to tell you clearly that we will..."
At this point, Tang Xiaoquan was about to get to the main point, but didn't expect Wang Qiang to interrupt and completely disrupt his train of thought.
But it's understandable that Wang Qiang would act like this, considering he was absorbed in flirting with Huang Yaru, and Tang Xiaoquan's abrupt intervention had already displeased him. Plus, hearing about this topic now, he immediately slammed the table, discontentedly saying:
"Hey, hey, hey, Tang, come on, it's mealtime, can you not ruin someone's appetite? Can't you wait until we finish eating to talk about it?"
NM, the Law of Survival was right, beauty is trouble. He hasn't even gotten anywhere yet, and he's already siding with this dodgy woman to go against me.
Tang Xiaoquan sighed at Wang Qiang's preference for beauty over friends. Still, considering the argument in the morning, he knew it wasn't the right time to speak further, lest they part on bad terms again.
But just because Tang Xiaoquan chose not to speak doesn't mean Huang Yaru would remain silent.
Seeing the underlying hostility in Wang Qiang's words, Huang Yaru secretly smiled.
This was the effect she wanted. First, let Tang and Wang disagree of their own accord, then control Wang Qiang to restrain Tang Xiaoquan.
Finally, find a balance point, and completely manipulate these two silly guys at her will.
With this almost perfect plan in mind, Huang Yali couldn't help but show a smug smile.
But she also knew, now wasn't the time for Tang and Wang to fall apart, as her relationship with Wang Qiang had just begun to establish, far from having control over him.
So at this crucial moment, she ought to avoid any disputes between Tang and Wang because of her.
Thinking of this, Huang Yaru gently put down her chopsticks, raised her delicate hand, patted Wang Qiang's shoulder, and softly advised: "Wang Qiang, forget it. Let Xiaoquan speak. I'm interested to hear his opinion. After all, my arrival indeed brought you a lot of trouble. I really hope to do something for you."
Impressive, Tang Xiaoquan slightly frowned.
No wonder she is a pro in the nightlife; she truly is a master of manipulation.
On one hand, she seductively ingratiated herself with Wang Qiang, while on the other, she feigned innocence and frailty with me. But do you think you can achieve your goal like this?
Hmph! Tang Xiaoquan's eyes flashed with sternness.
He had never thought of harming anyone in his life, even during an apocalypse, he just sought self-preservation.
But if anyone dared to target him and his brothers, he absolutely wouldn't sit idly and do nothing.
Listening to Huang Yali's silky words, Wang Qiang's anger was long forgotten.
He nodded with a smile, then turned to Tang Xiaoquan opposite him, putting on a serious expression and said: "Alright, since Miss Huang said she has no opinion, then go ahead! Remember not to say anything that spoils the mood!"
Listening to Wang Qiang's pointed words, Tang Xiaoquan shook his head helplessly, knowing his brother was thoroughly mesmerized by the vixen next to him.
Alright then, if not saying, then so be it, speaking won't be useful anyway.
Thus, after a brief consideration, Tang Xiaoquan omitted the warning about Huang Yaru and directly got to the point: "Miss Huang, do you have supplies like rice or grain at your home?"