Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 200 Jiang Hongchun Proposes Marriage

From the first day she met Chen Xiaobei, Luo Qingcheng knew he was a complete and utter lecher. With just the two of them alone, it was painfully obvious that nothing good was going to happen.

But strangely, Luo Qingcheng felt drawn to him as if she were bewitched and couldn’t help but walk over. The closer she got, the redder her eyes grew. By the time she reached Chen Xiaobei, the floodgates of her tears had burst open completely.

"BOOHOO! You bastard, you really scared me to death! I thought I’d never see you again!"

In that instant, Luo Qingcheng threw her arms around him.

Wow! So soft, so fragrant... just not as big as Senior Sister’s—

Chen Xiaobei felt suffocated, feeling like a complete scumbag. But a dog can’t change its habit of eating shit, and a scumbag can’t change his scummy nature, either.

True to form, Chen Xiaobei hugged Luo Qingcheng even tighter, patting her back and saying, "Alright now! There, there. See? I’m fine, aren’t I? If you don’t believe me, let’s have a kiss. If I give up first, I lose!"

"Go to hell!" Luo Qingcheng was so furious her chest felt fit to burst, but she still couldn’t resist pecking Chen Xiaobei on the cheek.

The warmth felt good. The feeling of him being alive was so, so good.

Immediately after, Luo Qingcheng furrowed her brow and said, "Xiaobei, I think Miss Jiang is lying to you. She might actually be your aunt."

While saying this, Luo Qingcheng genuinely wanted to laugh, feeling incredibly happy. She couldn’t help it; Chen Xiaobei was such a scumbag that she was powerless to stop him from chasing other women, especially since Jiang Hongchun was so stunningly beautiful and tempting. But now, it was all good. If Jiang Hongchun was his aunt, there was no way they could have something going on. As scummy as Chen Xiaobei was, he couldn’t possibly sleep with his own aunt, could he? That would be utterly monstrous! Ah, the feeling of having one less rival was truly exhilarating. So exhilarating that it made her want to cry at how pathetic she was. Yet, bizarrely, she also felt quite happy. It was so damn ridiculous!

Just then, Chen Xiaobei sighed. "Who knows. Whether she’s telling the truth or not, it’s just good to be alive."

"But I really do hope she is my aunt. Tsk tsk, having such a beautiful aunt would truly be one of life’s great plea—"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Qingcheng, let go!"

Luo Qingcheng was furiously pinching the flesh of Chen Xiaobei’s armpit. "You, Chen Xiaobei! Are you even human?" she snapped. "Fantasizing about your own aunt! I—I’m going to pinch you to death today!"

Luo Qingcheng was truly furious; she twisted the flesh under his arm nearly two full turns.

"Qingcheng, listen to my explanation! That’s not what I meant, I was just— GAH, that hurts!"

Tears were about to stream from Chen Xiaobei’s eyes. But he couldn’t bear to push Luo Qingcheng away, so he could only endure it in silence. The pain was excruciating.

Fortunately, Murong Xiaoyi pushed the door open and came in just then.

"Cousin, dinner is ready. You two— Chen Xiaobei!" Murong Xiaoyi roared, "You’re bullying my cousin again! I’ll kill you!"

With that, the girl clenched her fists and charged over.

Luo Qingcheng quickly stood up and said, "Xiaoyi, don’t misunderstand! He’s not bullying me. I was helping him scratch an itch."

Chen Xiaobei quickly added with a sheepish grin, "Yeah, scratching an itch! I was itching to death!"

Are you kidding me? The newly emerged Murong Xiaoyi possessed the strength of the Third Grade of the Heavenly Rank! Even with her True Qi reserves depleted, she was still more than a match for him. She was an ancestor who had to be worshipped.

"Oh, so you were just scratching an itch." Murong Xiaoyi waved her little hands. "Well, if that’s the case, we’ll let it slide. Anyway, Chen Xiaobei, you are not allowed to bully my cousin from now on, and you can forget about ever having her."

"I’m strong enough to kick you around like a ball now, so you’d better not provoke me! Otherwise, I’ll definitely beat you up!" As she spoke, Murong Xiaoyi clenched her little fists in an adorably fierce manner, her cute expression remarkably similar to Xi Yao’s.

Chen Xiaobei just stared, stunned. He coughed lightly and said, "Alright, I get it. You’re the ancestor, okay? I can’t afford to provoke you, but I can stay away from you."

When they arrived at the dining hall, Shen Wenkai was already there, waiting to serve them. Although no one had died at the fishpond, today’s battle had terrified Shen Wenkai. To an ordinary person like him, these people were beings he could only look up to for his entire life. They had to be revered.

Chen Xiaobei wasn’t one for ceremony. Seeing the man standing there like a eunuch, he said, exasperated, "What are you standing there for? Sit down and eat with us."

How could Shen Wenkai dare? He chuckled sheepishly, "Thank you for the kind offer, Brother Bei, but I’ll pass. How about this? Just call if you need anything. I’ll be waiting right outside."

After saying this, he scurried out, not daring to stay in the room for even a second.

At that moment, Jiang Hongchun was brought back by her disciple. Although she had washed her face, her swollen red eyes made it obvious to even a fool that she had been crying. This made Chen Xiaobei even more certain that his parentage had something to do with her. But since she wouldn’t say anything, he couldn’t very well press her. Chen Xiaobei had no choice but to make small talk.

"Senior Sister, how are you feeling?" he asked. "You seemed to have gotten hurt in the fight with Xiaoyi earlier. How about I take a look at you in private later?"

Murong Xiaoyi, who was still eating without any grace, piped up while stuffing her face with fish, "Master, he’s right! Let him check on you! I was acting like a lunatic back there. I think I even saw you spit up blood!"

"Master, I’m so, so sorry!" At this, Murong Xiaoyi became so upset that she got up, ready to kneel before her master.

"That’s enough, Xiaoyi. Master doesn’t blame you." Jiang Hongchun pulled her disciple to a stop, bit her lip, and said, "Xiaoyi, do you remember the oath you made to me years ago? That you would listen to whatever I say? Does that oath still stand?"

"Of course, it does!" Murong Xiaoyi said, patting her chest. "A master for a day is a mother for a lifetime. Master, my own mother died young. In this whole world, you are the only family I have. So, of course, I’ll listen to whatever you say."

"That’s good." Jiang Hongchun nodded. "In that case, while everyone is here, especially your cousin, I have an announcement to make concerning you, Xiaoyi."

At these words, everyone pricked up their ears. Luo Qingcheng even put down her chopsticks, her face a mask of curiosity. "Miss Jiang, please, say what you need to say!"

"Very well!" Jiang Hongchun stood up, suddenly grabbing both Chen Xiaobei’s and her disciple’s hands. "Miss Luo, I plan to marry Xiaoyi to Xiaobei as his wife. I hope you will serve as a witness."

"What?!"

At these words, the jaws of Chen Xiaobei, Luo Qingcheng, and Murong Xiaoyi all dropped in unison.

Especially Murong Xiaoyi, who looked like she was about to cry. "Master, what are you talking about?" she refused. "I—I will never marry Chen Xiaobei! You know I don’t like men. I only like my cousin!"

"Cousin, you... say something!"