Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!
Chapter 57: It Hurts, Little Favorite!

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: It Hurts, Little Favorite!

"Heavenly Queen? Uh... The Queen Mother of the West is a junior, and you’re letting the Ancestor take her place? That’s not appropriate, not appropriate at all."

Zuzi lazily walked down the stairs, step by step.

As soon as she spoke, those at the dining table almost choked on their food.

What an idiot.

Xi Ruzhu thought to herself, but spoke gently, "Zuzi, you’re quite famous at school now. Everyone in the class group is sharing this picture."

Never mentioning that she "accidentally" forwarded it to the family group; after all, Zuzi wasn’t in that group.

This fool from the countryside, so poor she doesn’t even have a phone.

Zuzi glanced at her calmly.

Smiled but said nothing.

Xi Ruzhu felt inexplicably guilty, somewhat flustered, and quickly turned to Xi Rubao: "Bao Bao, could it be Wu Minghao who’s posted it? He’s always been the most concerned about you."

Xi Rubao, feeling wronged, immediately replied without thinking, "Fatty is the one who’s good to me, standing up for me! I must pray he passes this four-school joint exam and earns his dad’s 200,000 bonus!"

Everyone hearing this understood it almost as an admission that she had instigated the person who posted it.

All the dirt on Zuzi was exposed by her.

Gu Qiusha frowned, "Bao Bao, what you’re doing is not right."

Xi Yuanshan also frowned, "This matter wasn’t started by Bao Bao; Zuzi is also at fault here."

The usually affectionate couple almost started arguing at the dining table.

But Xi Chansha interrupted them, coming from the kitchen with a bowl of cubilose porridge: "I’ve already said, no talking while eating. Why gossip?"

Xi Ruzhu habitually stood up, intending to take the bowl of cubilose porridge: "Thank you, third brother..."

The whole family knew how studious she was, often staying up late to study.

This expensive cubilose porridge must be to nourish her, especially since Xi Rubao had wounds and couldn’t eat such stimulating things.

It was the first time third brother cooked; she felt both flattered and shocked.

Yesterday, her worries were for nothing; she was still the cherished one of the family.

However.

Xi Ruzhu’s hand, extended in mid-air, met emptiness.

Xi Chansha went directly to where Zuzi was sitting, carefully pulled out her chair, laid the napkin, and placed the fragrant cubilose porridge in front of her: "Zuzi, you drank too much last night... ahem, have some cubilose to replenish."

That aged wine was really strong.

Both he and Wang Laowu only had one sip and couldn’t handle it, ended up lying muddled on the grass all night!

No one knew how Zuzi, who was resting on a peach branch yesterday, managed to guzzle down the liquor jug?

And more importantly, she woke up feeling refreshed?

Zuzi accepted Xi Chansha’s service unceremoniously and casually said, "Xiao Chan, go and deal with that broken wine jar from yesterday."

Xi Chansha’s lips twitched: "Okay."

He instantly thought of the poor family heirloom Jade Token that turned to dust...

However, for the sake of this sister, getting drunk over a ridiculous affair once, he didn’t regret it.

It was as if he had completely cut ties with his past muddle-headed self, and a sense of relief swept over him.

Watching Zuzi and Xi Chansha talking so intimately, Xi Ruzhu silently bit her lip and stiffly retracted her arm.

The cubilose porridge, shockingly, wasn’t for her.

The third brother, such a dignified man, the first time he washed his hands to make soup, and it was for Zuzi!

She pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and sent a message under the table, then casually continued eating in silence.

A meal not yet finished.

A burst of rowdy clamor erupted from the front hall—