In the afternoon, two other couples came over to visit.

Xia Anyi’s husband was very serious and strict, with a strong and confident way of speaking, typical of someone with a military background.

But Xia Anyi herself was soft and sweet, speaking in a gentle and soft voice, which made Ning Qiuxiu feel like she was acting more like a guy in comparison.

Hmm…

Xia Anyi seemed to really admire her husband.

Every time he spoke, she either looked at him with a gentle expression or with admiration.

Xu Ze, her husband, seemed used to her gaze after all these years.

He would glance at her from time to time while speaking, and even his originally tough demeanor softened a bit when he looked at her.

Ning Qiuxiu watched the two of them exchanging affectionate looks.

After they had chatted for about ten minutes, Ning Qiuxiu felt like she was being fed “dog food” (a term used to describe being envious of a couple’s affection).

She glanced at Zhan Qingyue.

“?” Zhan Qingyue looked at her, asking with his eyes.

“…” Definitely not a real couple, she thought.

By the time Xia Anyi and her husband were about to leave, Ning Qiuxiu felt like she had been fed so much “dog food” that she was full. She and Zhan Qingyue walked them to the door.

“No need to see us off, it’s hot outside,” Xia Anyi said with a smile as they reached the door. “You guys should come over sometime. My husband is a great cook, you’re welcome to come over for a meal.”

In her heart, Ning Qiuxiu thought, “Why didn’t you say that earlier?”

“Sure,” Ning Qiuxiu laughed. “Having a husband who can cook is such a blessing. Qingyue only learned how to cook today.”

So her husband can cook too now. Hmph!

“Wow, that’s impressive! Did he just learn today?” Xia Anyi was surprised.

Zhan Qingyue put his arm around Ning Qiuqiu’s shoulders and said, “Someone kept saying she would starve to death, so I had to learn. Otherwise, she’d be singing a ghostly tune to haunt me.”

“…” Ning Qiuqiu pouted and made an angry face at him, thinking, Can you stop exposing me like this in front of others?

Zhan Qingyue noticed her expression and gently pinched her cheek.

“Ahem,” Xia Anyi, who had just been fed some “dog food” herself, cleared her throat and said, “Well, we’ll be going now. Bye-bye!”

After seeing Xia Anyi off, the two of them went back inside. It was too hot outside to go anywhere, and just sitting around chatting for the show was getting boring.

Ning Qiuxiu noticed that there was a piano in another room.

She decided to teach Zhan Qingyue how to play the piano.

It turned out that Zhan Qingyue wasn’t lying when he said he had no musical talent—it was so bad it could make you cry.

She spent half the day trying to teach him “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star,” but he still couldn’t play it smoothly, even though he had some basic knowledge from childhood.

Ning Qiuxiu finally regained some confidence.

The afternoon passed quickly.

As it got closer to 5 PM and time to make dinner, Ning Qiuxiu sat by the piano and said, “How about I play a song for you? What would you like to hear?”

She kept winking at Zhan Qingyue, hinting at him. Since her skills were limited, she wanted him to pick the song she had performed at Lemon TV last time, just for the sake of the show.

Unfortunately, Zhan Qingyue didn’t pick up on her hints. After thinking for a moment, he said, “How about ‘Love Until Death’?”

Ning Qiuxiu: “…”

Are you asking for a funeral march?

“Just kidding,” Zhan Qingyue said, understanding her hint.

He was just teasing her.

Seeing her eyes widen in surprise, he held back his laughter and said, “I’ll love anything you play, Qiuxiu.”

Now that’s more like it.

In the end, Ning Qiuxiu played a beginner’s piece that her piano teacher had made her practice for a long time.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to show off her skills with “Love Until Death,” but she simply didn’t have… the ability.

So frustrating.

As usual, Zhan Qingyue took charge of dinner while Ning Qiuxiu helped.

After dinner, they took a short walk, and that wrapped up the day’s filming.

Once they finished, Ning Qiuxiu happily took out her phone and invited Zhan Qingyue to play a game.

Coincidentally, Jingjing and Zhou Yang were online, so Ning Qiuxiu invited them to join.

Jingjing even brought along a friend, so they had a full team of five.

The friend Jingjing invited was also a girl, with the in-game name “Dancing the Waltz in a Grass Skirt.”

Since they were all friends, they played with voice chat on.

“Dancing the Waltz in a Grass Skirt” seemed a bit shy and didn’t talk much.

It wasn’t until they were pushing the enemy’s base, which was a tough battle because the opponent had also developed well, that she spoke up.

They hadn’t even reached the enemy’s inner tower when everyone was nearly out of health.

Jingjing said, “Maybe we should retreat for now; we can’t win this fight.”

Ning Qiuxiu: “Retreat, retreat! I only have 200 health points left.”

“No need to retreat, I’ll use my ultimate ability to heal you!” As everyone was preparing to leave, a stranger’s voice suddenly came through the headset.

Without a doubt, it was the girl that Jingjing had brought in—Waltzing in a Grass Skirt.

“!!!” Ning Qiuxiu thought this voice sounded very familiar, but she couldn’t remember who it was right away.

She deliberately asked, “Didn’t you just use your ultimate?”

“Ah, no, you saw it wrong,” said Waltzing in a Grass Skirt, as she released her ultimate ability, instantly healing everyone.

With their health restored, everyone could happily continue playing.

This voice, Ning Qiuxiu finally remembered who it was: “Are you Mengmeng?!”

Jingjing: “…”

Waltzing in a Grass Skirt: “…”

Jingjing quickly reacted: “Ah, who is Mengmeng? None of us are called Mengmeng. Zhou Yang, is it you?”

“…” Zhou Yang, suddenly called out, said, “No.”

Darn it, no teamwork at all! Jingjing silently cursed in her heart.

“Stop pretending,” Ning Qiuxiu was more certain now, “Mengmeng’s voice is very distinctive, I remember it clearly.”

Mengmeng was a servant of the Ning family. Although she was young, about the same age as Jingjing, her voice had a somewhat “auntie-like” quality, very distinctive.

Even though it was a bit distorted through the internet, that unique quality couldn’t be hidden.

Ning Qiuxiu had heard Mengmeng talk enough to remember her voice clearly, so when Waltzing in a Grass Skirt spoke, it felt very familiar.

At this moment, their team destroyed the enemy’s base crystal in the game, and the five of them exited the game, disconnecting from the voice chat.

“Play another round?” Zhan Qingyue looked up.

He knew about Ning’s family servant, Mengmeng.

He didn’t expect her to know Jingjing, and from Jingjing’s evasive behavior, there was clearly some secret.

“Play! I’ve only won one out of three games as the AD carry today,” Ning Qiuxiu said, “Let’s play while sorting out this family matter.”

Zhan Qingyue said, “Check the team chat.”

When everyone forms a team, they can chat in the team channel on the interface.

Waltzing in the grass: qaq I have something to do, can I…

[Reminiscent Abyss]: This month’s bonus is gone.

Ning Qiuxiu used her foolproof tactic against Mengmeng.

Waltzing in the grass: I suddenly have no more issues, haha

Everyone: …

Can you have a bit of integrity? And girl, you just gave yourself away!

[Fish Out of Water]: Are we queuing up?

So, Zhan Qingyue continued to queue for another game, and they quickly got into one.

As they rejoined the voice chat, Ning Qiuxiu said, “Be honest, and you’ll be forgiven. Resist, and you’ll be punished.”

“We just met in the game; I didn’t expect such a coincidence,” Mengmeng replied weakly.

“Yeah, exactly,” Jingjing chimed in. “Miss Ning, if you hadn’t said anything, I wouldn’t have known you two knew each other in real life.”

“Then what were you guys acting out just now?” Ning Qiuxiu asked.

Jingjing quickly tried to recall what she had done earlier. Oh, right, she had asked who Mengmeng was.

Lying is so hard! Jingjing said innocently, “I really didn’t know who Mengmeng was. I was just confused about who you were talking to!”

Ning Qiuxiu, with a blank expression, said, “Your acting is terrible. You need to go back and practice.”

Jingjing: “…”

The atmosphere became awkward.

Zhan Qingyue, who hadn’t spoken until now, reminded them, “Jingjing said in the last game that Mengmeng is good with words.”

Jingjing and Mengmeng: “…”

Even Jingjing didn’t remember saying Mengmeng was good with words. She probably just said it casually while focused on the game, not paying attention.

Boss Zhan, with a memory that good, you won’t have any friends.

Ning Qiuxiu immediately understood, “Don’t tell me you’re the one who writes fanfiction about us.”

Mengmeng: “…”

The atmosphere froze.

Jingjing felt like dying.

She never should have brought Mengmeng to play—her secret identity was being exposed like it didn’t matter.

Now she deeply regretted it.

Really, really regretted it.

“Miss Ning,” Jingjing weakly tried to defend Mengmeng, using her best flattery skills, “Mengmeng didn’t mean any harm. She just admires the fairy-tale love between you and Boss Zhan so much that she had to express it somehow. She’s good with words, so she wrote fanfiction to show her admiration and devotion to your relationship.”

“And then you wrote that I’m only good for having kids?” Zhan Qingyue added.

Jingjing and Mengmeng: “…”

They were really having a rough time.

Mengmeng wasn’t as cheeky as Jingjing and wasn’t familiar with Zhan Qingyue.

Her voice trembled as she said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Zhan, I was wrong. I won’t do it again.”

Ning Qiuxiu didn’t actually intend to hold Mengmeng accountable.

Since the story was already written and everyone had seen it, she couldn’t make Mengmeng take it back and erase everyone’s memory.

She just wanted to tease the main culprit and, seeing that Mengmeng was scared by Zhan Qingyue, she reassured her, “It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s great that you wrote the story. Mr. Zhan is just joking with you.”

“……”

Mr. Zhan thought to himself, I’m not joking.

He was always bothered by the idea of having children, and the fact that it was trending on social media today made him even more upset with the author.

He thought, if he could find this genius author, he would have a serious talk with them.

But since this young girl was so timid, Mr. Zhan didn’t have the chance to act on his anger.

“Really?” Mengmeng asked weakly.

“Really, really. Don’t worry about it. Focus on the game. Ah, the enemy team is about to dive our tower.”

So, the matter of Mengmeng’s identity being revealed was over, and everyone continued playing the game.

When they played as a team, it was usually Ning Qiuxiu and Jingjing giving random commands, with Zhan Qingyue being the main commander.

He didn’t talk much, but everyone listened to him.

Then Mengmeng experienced a game that felt like a nightmare.

Ning Qiuxiu played as the AD carry, and Mengmeng happened to be the support, so Zhan Qingyue went to the top lane.

As a support, Mengmeng was responsible for charging in, taking damage, and blocking skills for her teammates.

During a team fight, after Mengmeng went in, Zhan Qingyue suddenly said, “We can’t win this fight, let’s retreat.”

So, Mengmeng was abandoned.

When they tower-dived to kill the enemy, Mengmeng was tanking the tower shots.

Zhan Qingyue deliberately didn’t use his skills and only used basic attacks, dodging enemy skills with sharp movements, making it take longer to kill the enemy.

And so, Mengmeng died tanking the tower.

Mengmeng wanted to cry, but she couldn’t.

By the end of the game, Mengmeng had a score of 0 kills, 1 assist, and 16 deaths.

The 11 deaths were particularly memorable, making for a terrible gaming experience.

Finally, when they destroyed the enemy’s base crystal, Mengmeng was so happy she almost cried.

Just as she was about to find an excuse to leave, she noticed that the game was queuing up again.

Mengmeng: “……”

#TheConsequencesOfGettingOnMrZhansBadSide#