Chapter 180: Mirrors, All Mirrors
This sudden voice startled Nan Yuanman. She whipped her head around and saw Wei Junchen, holding a spatula, standing behind her at some point.
That handsome and rugged face wore a gentle smile, with a touch of helplessness, as if looking at a naughty child: “You can’t come into this place, sister is resting inside, you’ll scare sister.”
Nan Yuanman blinked her eyes and obediently apologized: “Sorry uncle, I was a bit urgent to urinate, looking for the restroom, and accidentally came here…”
“Uncle will take you to the restroom.” Wei Junchen said, proactively stepping forward to hold Nan Yuanman’s hand, and took her to the restroom in the living room.
Feng Jingcheng and the other two stood at the doorway. Xie Yifei was full of shock on his face, pointing at Wei Junchen wanting to say something, but was covered over the mouth by Xiao Qidong.
Feng Jingcheng put on a calm and helpless expression, suppressing the shock in his heart and teasing: “No way old Wei, you watch your wife so closely?”
After Wei Junchen sent Nan Yuanman into the restroom, he turned around, pursed his lips, and shyly smiled: “No way around it, if I don’t watch closely, what if my wife doesn’t want me later? I searched for so long to find someone so compatible.”
“Come on, let’s continue cooking, my wife is probably getting hungry soon.”
Wei Junchen said this while casually returning to the kitchen to continue cooking. Feng Jingcheng’s body tensed for a moment, then he continued casually washing the scallions. Xie Yifei and Xiao Qidong didn’t have that much composure and instinctively retreated several steps, staying far away from Wei Junchen.
Wei Junchen looked at them in confusion and bewilderment: “What’s wrong?”
Xiao Qidong awkwardly dry laughed: “Nothing, nothing.”
Xie Yifei also followed with a silly smile.
After Wei Junchen turned back to stir-fry the vegetables, he gesticulated wildly at Xiao Qidong and said in a breathy voice: “Old Xiao! Did you see that just now? He suddenly vanished whoosh!”
Just like a ghost! But he was certain that Wei Junchen absolutely wasn’t a ghost!
He had just touched him! His hand was warm!
But if he wasn’t a ghost, how could he vanish whoosh like that??
Xiao Qidong pressed down his hand, quickly glanced at Wei Junchen, and warned in a low voice: “I’m not blind! You settle down! Don’t beat the grass and startle the snake!”
Xie Yifei took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, put his hand into the water basin to scoop up water and wash his face. As he looked up, he saw a mirror hanging above on the cupboard.
He couldn’t help but mutter: “Another mirror, after entering this room, I’ve seen eight hundred mirrors.”
Xie Yifei glanced at himself in the mirror and couldn’t help but narcissistically touch his cheek: “Looking like this, I’m pretty handsome.”
The next second, he saw the him in the mirror smile at the him outside the mirror.
Xie Yifei: “!!!”
“Holy shit!!” Xie Yifei suddenly retreated a step, stepping on the potato on the ground and nearly falling.
The three men in the kitchen all looked at him together. Feng Jingcheng frowned slightly: “What’s wrong?”
“The mirror, the me in the mirror…” Xie Yifei pointed at the mirror, trembling as he spoke, then suddenly noticed Wei Junchen’s concerned gaze, quickly swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, and instead said: “So damn handsome!”
Feng Jingcheng: “…”
Xiao Qidong: “…”
Xiao Qidong’s face darkened, grinding his teeth: “Xie! Yi! Fei!”
Xie Yifei had bitterness he couldn’t express.
Wei Junchen laughed, looked up at the mirror hanging on the cupboard, and said: “Right? I think so too, I’m the most handsome, most masculine man in the world!”
“Only my wife can match me.”
Nan Yuanman, who had casually used the restroom and was squatting at the kitchen doorway observing Wei Junchen, heard his self-praising words, and her chubby steamed bun face showed an indescribable expression.
Adults are so narcissistic.
Feng Jingcheng couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Qidong, who often heard him praise himself, was already immune.
The meal was completed in chaos.
When setting the table, Wei Junchen used clean bowls and plates to portion out some, filled a bowl of rice, and took it to the master bedroom.
Xiao Qidong issued another invitation: “Why go to such trouble? Just let your wife come out and eat with us.”
Wei Junchen hesitated: “This…”
Xiao Qidong deliberately provoked him: “What? Could it be that your wife isn’t good-looking, so you’re hiding her so tightly? Or… you don’t have a wife at all and are deliberately acting for me?!”
Wei Junchen frowned, somewhat angry: “Old Xiao, how can you say that! My wife is the most beautiful person in the world!”
“Then bring her out for us to see!” Xiao Qidong continued fearlessly stirring things up.
“I’ll go ask her.” Wei Junchen’s expression wasn’t great. After saying this, he turned and went to the bedroom.
He didn’t fully open the bedroom door, only leaving a gap not allowing others in, blocking the curious gazes from outside completely.
At the moment he turned to walk to the bedroom, Nan Yuanman quickly took a yellow talisman in the form of a small figure from her small shoulder bag and tossed it lightly to the ground.
The paper figure quickly darted under Wei Junchen’s feet and smoothly entered the master bedroom with him.
If before Nan Yuanman wasn’t certain this house was weird, but just now when she tried to sneak into the master bedroom, even with the invisibility talisman, she was caught by Wei Junchen.
Then she was 100% sure that the reason for Wei Junchen’s weirdness was in this bedroom.
After all… ordinary people don’t have the ability to spot her with an invisibility talisman at a glance.
After the paper figure entered the bedroom, Nan Yuanman’s little chubby hands quickly chanted incantations, muttering under her breath, wiped her fingertips over her eyes, then she lowered her head to look at the soup bowl Feng Jingcheng had filled for her.
The clear soup in the bowl rippled, gradually revealing the scene in the master bedroom.
In the image, from the paper figure’s perspective, the first thing seen was the mirror.
Mirrors everywhere.
On the ceiling, on the wardrobe, even on the walls, full of mirrors.
These mirrors reflected 365 degrees the woman sitting on that luxurious European-style big bed, wearing a red dress, with long hair, and a graceful figure.
Wei Junchen walked forward, came before her, hugged her, and said something softly to her.
The paper figure stuck to Wei Junchen’s foot, only daring to poke out a small head, not daring to move at all.
No sound came through in the image, only seeing the woman’s side profile, seeing her shake her head after listening to Wei Junchen, refusing him.
Wei Junchen said a few more words, kissed the top of her head, as if comforting her, or requesting.
The woman summoned courage and nodded, gently pushed Wei Junchen, telling him to go out first.
Wei Junchen said one more sentence before reluctantly walking to the doorway, looking back three times with every step.
The paper figure wasn’t willing to give up this infiltration opportunity, its small body poked out a bit more from under Wei Junchen’s foot, stretching to try to look at the woman sitting on the bed.
But it saw the woman sitting on the bed slowly raise her head to look in its direction, her mouth corners hooked up, slowly cracking to her earlobes, the smile exceptionally weird.
The next second, the paper figure sizzled and burned.
Went out today, so the update is a bit late! Sorry babies
