Chapter 139: Chapter 139: Jun Qingmeng: Can You Feed It Into My Mouth?

(The previous Chapter was censored and has been posted in the author’s notes.)

"Hey! Those are Tongtong’s Kaikai Fruits!"

"Oh, are they?" Jiang Liu scratched his head as if in sudden realization.

"Waaah."

"Daddy, you have to give me back my Kaikai Fruit! Waaah, we’re not friends anymore."

She had been saving them to eat on her daddy’s birthday.

Because Yang Yixue had often left her hungry when she was little, Tongtong had developed a habit of hoarding things.

Jun Qingmeng tapped Tongtong’s little nose and said, "You really are a little squirrel. Teacher will buy you a few pounds tomorrow, and we can eat our fill. We won’t give any to your daddy."

"Okay! Teacher Qingmeng is the best!"

Tongtong’s gloomy mood instantly cleared up.

Her expression changed in a flash.

A little while later, Tongtong was cracking open pistachios, kicking her little legs as she lay in Jiang Liu’s arms.

Seeing that Jiang Liu wasn’t eating any,

Tongtong shelled a few and held them to his lips. "Aah—open wide."

Jun Qingmeng had already shelled a handful but hadn’t eaten any. Copying Tongtong, she picked one out and held it to Jiang Liu’s lips. "Honey, come on, open up. I’ll feed you."

"Okay! Teacher Qingmeng, you go first. After you feed him, Tongtong will feed Daddy."

Tongtong pulled her little hand back, her face beaming with excitement as she looked back and forth between the two of them.

She wanted to see her daddy and Teacher Qingmeng feed each other.

Jiang Liu felt a headache coming on.

’It’s not like I can’t feed myself,’ he thought.

"Be good and eat it, Daddy."

"If you don’t listen, Tongtong’s going to have to punish you!"

Tongtong put on her sternest, most adorable pout.

Jiang Liu looked at Jun Qingmeng’s expectant, nervous expression and couldn’t find it in his heart to refuse.

So, he opened his mouth—aah.

The pistachio was delicious.

The touch of Jun Qingmeng’s hand was sweet.

As Jiang Liu savored the pistachio, he found his mood lifting unconsciously.

"Daddy, look at your little cutie over here! She hasn’t fed you yet!"

Tongtong grew impatient, poking the pistachio she held in her little hand against Jiang Liu’s lips.

"Open up, aah~ Hurry!"

Jiang Liu opened his mouth again and ate the pistachio from his daughter.

’Mm... this one’s delicious, too.’

"Ew! I have Daddy’s slobber on my hand."

Tongtong sniffed her hand with mock disgust, then wiped it on her pants.

"Daddy, you haven’t fed Tongtong."

"Alright, I’ll feed you."

Jiang Liu picked up a green, thumbnail-sized pistachio and placed it in Tongtong’s mouth.

Her little trick succeeding, Tongtong immediately latched onto Jiang Liu’s finger with her mouth.

She licked it with all her might.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

"Mmph! I’m gonna get my slobber all over your hand, Daddy. Tongtong’s slobber smells really nice."

"Ouch! Why’d you bite me!"

Feeling the soft, wet sensation on his fingertip, Jiang Liu quickly yanked his hand away.

"You little rascal."

His finger was still dripping with saliva.

He flicked his hand a few times.

Looking utterly defeated, Jiang Liu grabbed a tissue and wiped his hand.

’Being a dad is so hard!’

"Hehe," Tongtong giggled triumphantly from the side.

Jun Qingmeng smacked her lips softly. An unreadable emotion flickered in her beautiful eyes as she whispered, "Jiang Liu, can you feed me, too? I want some."

"Here, eat it yourself."

Jiang Liu grumpily took the shelled pistachios and placed them in Jun Qingmeng’s hand.

"They’re all yours."

"That’s not what I meant. I want you to feed me."

"No."

Tongtong frowned.

"Daddy, Teacher Qingmeng just fed you, so you have to feed her back. Otherwise, we two little cuties won’t allow it."

"Then you two can just not approve. I’m watching cartoons." Jiang Liu put on an air of utter indifference.

’Do what you want,’ he thought.

"Sigh. Daddy, I’m so disappointed in you."

The little cutie sighed. ’It’s so hard holding this family together.’

"Fine! I’ll just eat them myself, then."

Jun Qingmeng looked a little crestfallen.

’Does Jiang Liu have something against me?’

The more she thought about it, the more anxious and uneasy she became.

Tongtong shot her hopeless father a look of pure exasperation, then picked up a nut and held it to Jun Qingmeng’s lips.

"Teacher Qingmeng, don’t be sad. If Daddy won’t feed you, Tongtong will! Here, open up!"

’I’m being so pampered, waaah.’

After eating the nut from Tongtong, Jun Qingmeng wasn’t so sad anymore. That was just her nature—she didn’t hold grudges and was easily pleased.

"Teacher is so happy. Tongtong is the absolute sweetest. We’ll be best friends forever."

"Okay! Wanna pinky promise?"

Jun Qingmeng also held out her pinky. "Pinky swear, hope to die! For a hundred years, no take-backs."

"Hehe, now we’re best friends forever."

Jiang Liu listened to the chatter between his daughter and Jun Qingmeng next to him.

A warm smile unknowingly touched his eyes.

This kind of family atmosphere... it was nice. Very warm.

He recalled his time with Yang Yixue. They never had anything to talk about, and everything was cold and silent.

After work, they would just go on their separate phones.

Tongtong never dared to speak as loudly as she did now, because Yang Yixue would get angry.

Before he knew it, Jiang Liu found that he was actually starting to like this feeling.

「Meanwhile.」

Wang Cheng parked his black sedan.

He boarded the elevator, carrying a bag of food as if it were treasure.

A young office worker who lived in the same apartment building and was riding the elevator with him struck up a conversation.

"Lawyer Wang, just getting back from a business dinner?"

"Yeah, just finished."

’Huh? What’s that smell? It smells amazing...’ The young office worker took a deep sniff.

The aroma was so unique.

It was starting to make his stomach growl.

He swallowed hard, his eyes fixated on the plastic bag in Wang Cheng’s hand.

"What’d you get for your wife? I smelled this incredible, rich aroma the second I stepped into the elevator."

Wang Cheng gave a mysterious smile. "You said it yourself, it smells amazing. Of course it’s food."

"There’s something special about this aroma. How much did it cost? Where can I buy it?"

"This isn’t something money can buy." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

The young office worker’s eyes lit up in understanding. "No wonder it smells so incredible! Was it made by some legendary, retired master chef?"

’My dad is the director of the detention center,’ he thought. ’Maybe I could pull some strings and get them to make a few dishes for me to try.’

Wang Cheng thought for a moment, then shook his head. "The retired master chef you’re talking about... I doubt even they could make this."

GASP!

The young office worker’s scalp tingled with shock.

’Not even a master chef could make this?’

That answer scared him so much that he didn’t dare ask where he could get some.

After getting out of the elevator, Wang Cheng returned home and shouted excitedly,

"Honey, come out! Look what delicious food I brought for you!"

Thirty-five-year-old Liu Caiyun came out of the bedroom, looking displeased.

"What are you shouting about? Our son is doing his homework."

"What’s so delicious?"

"Let me show you. You’re definitely going to love this."

Wang Cheng patted the bag, eager to please.

"Heh." Liu Caiyun was skeptical. In her years with Wang Cheng, she had eaten her fill of rich and fancy food, and her palate had grown to prefer simpler things.

It was rare that anything could truly impress her anymore.

Wang Cheng carefully took the containers out of the bag and opened them.

"This is shrimp ball soup, these are steamed buns, here are some golden coin eggs, and tuna stir-fried with red chilies."

The first container he opened was the shrimp ball soup. Its presentation was exquisite: pinkish-white, pure shrimp meatballs floated in a clear white broth, sprinkled with chopped scallions. The fragrance of pepper mingled with the rich umami of Little Cyan Dragon and rose gently into the air.

Smelling the aroma, Liu Caiyun turned her head in surprise. "Where did you get this? It actually looks pretty good."

"Just try it. I’m telling you, this food would be considered a rare delicacy even on the international stage. You’d better savor it."

Wang Cheng’s expression was completely serious.

Liu Caiyun was taken aback.

"Considered a delicacy on the international stage?"

"That’s right! I’ve already had some. Now, you eat."

Liu Caiyun took the spoon Wang Cheng handed her and had a sip of the soup.

The moment the white shrimp broth touched her lips, her eyes flew wide open.

"How can this soup be so savory? This is incredible!"

’This flavor definitely doesn’t come from MSG or oyster sauce!’

’Time to try a shrimp ball.’