After Transmigrating into the Book, I Married the Male Lead’s Mortal Enemy – Chapter 54

Ch 54: I Don’t Believe the Great Demon King Has No Black History

After saying this, Fu Beijun stopped talking.

Qiao Rong was also silent.

Their current relationship was like this, neither too close nor too distant.

Awkward, it was truly very awkward.

She still had to carefully grasp the Big Shot’s heart.

But she felt that, with Fu Beijun’s current attitude towards her, she really didn’t need to be so careful anymore.

She hadn’t offended him now, and the previous mistakes had already been made up for. As a Male Second Lead, he couldn’t be so petty.

It should be like this, right?

Soon, the two arrived at Fu Beijun’s house.

Qiao Rong had been here last time. This time, the surrounding environment was still the same as before, but this time, Qiao Rong entered Fu Beijun’s house.

The house looked small and dilapidated from the outside. Even though it was daytime, if the lights weren’t on, the house would be dark and oppressive.

But the interior arrangement still conveyed a bit of warmth.

The living room wasn’t big, with a small sofa, an old TV, and a family photo of three next to it.

The dining room was also small, but it was small yet complete, with everything one could need, full of the atmosphere of life.

There were a few pots of flowers by the balcony, which had already begun to wither in this season.

Qiao Rong’s gaze casually swept over, and she saw a woman walking out of the kitchen. She smiled and said to Qiao Rong, “Miss Qiao, hello.”

“Auntie, hello, you can call me Rongrong.”

Being called Miss Qiao made her feel too uncomfortable. She was an elder, after all.

Ye Mei heard Qiao Rong’s words and couldn’t help but smile, feeling that this girl had become quite approachable now.

Qiao Rong had the driver uncle bring in all the gifts. Ye Mei looked a little surprised: “I invited you to dinner, but you still brought so many things. How can this be? Take them all back.”

“This is my mother’s good intention, Auntie, please accept them.”

Saying that, Qiao Rong handed Ye Mei a bag: “This is a gift for you, Auntie.”

“You’re such a thoughtful child.” Ye Mei said with emotion.

She put the gifts aside and pulled Qiao Rong to sit down in the dining room: “Sit down, the dishes are ready.”

After saying that, she called out to Fu Beijun: “Beijun, go to the kitchen and bring the dishes up.”

Watching Fu Beijun obediently go into the kitchen to bring out the dishes, Qiao Rong’s eyes lit up, feeling it was unbelievable. She didn’t expect him to be so well-behaved at home.

Soon, all the dishes were served.

Four dishes and a soup were already very lavish for the Fu family.

There were three of them. Originally, Qiao Rong wanted to give Fu De a day off, but Fu Beijun said it wasn’t necessary and let his father go to work as usual. She knew he didn’t like being treated specially, so she didn’t force it.

Ye Mei put a piece of chicken into Qiao Rong’s bowl: “Rongrong, try this.”

“Thank you, Auntie.” Qiao Rong held her bowl, her lips curving.

She had to say, Fu Beijun’s mother’s cooking was really good, on par with the chefs in her house. Qiao Rong had a pretty happy meal.

Ye Mei served Qiao Rong more soup. At this time, Qiao Rong’s stomach was already bulging.

“The dishes Auntie made are so delicious, I’ve eaten until my stomach is full.” Qiao Rong said sincerely.

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Fu Beijun turned his head and glanced at Qiao Rong. She was smiling, her eyes curved, taking a sip of soup as if she was tasting some worldly delicacy.

He didn’t know before that she could eat so heartily, making people feel quite hungry just by watching.

However, it was also because his mother’s cooking was delicious.

After the meal, Qiao Rong wanted to help Ye Mei take the bowls to the kitchen area, but Ye Mei stopped her, and Fu Beijun consciously went to clear the table.

“You and my mom go sit in the living room.” He said to Qiao Rong.

After saying that, he neatly cleared the dishes into the kitchen, turned on the faucet, and started washing the dishes.

Qiao Rong looked at the young man’s efficient manner. Compared to his peers, he was really mature.

At this time, the Male Lead Qin Zui was probably out playing with friends, but Fu Beijun was different.

At a young age, he had tasted the bitterness of life.

Ye Mei saw Qiao Rong staring at Fu Beijun. Now, she wouldn’t think that she liked Fu Beijun. Whether a girl liked a boy or not, she couldn’t be clearer through her eyes.

She said with a smile: “My health hasn’t been very good, especially in recent years. As I get older, I get sicker. I’m often hospitalized. Beijun’s father has to work, so most of the time, Beijun is the only one at home. He learned to do laundry and cook at a very young age.”

Listening to Ye Mei’s words, Qiao Rong’s mind couldn’t help but conjure up a picture of a small child struggling to do housework.

At that time, he should have been even more lonely than he is now. At a time when other children were being loved by their parents, he had to take on the burden of the family early.

“It must have been hard, such a young child having to work.” Qiao Rong said with emotion.

Actually, she had similar experiences when she was a child, but it was a little better than Fu Beijun. At least there were still elders in the family. Even if the elders weren’t very good to her, it wasn’t to the point where there were no adults at home and she had to do everything herself.

It was a little better than him, but her childhood was also quite hard, so Fu Beijun’s childhood must have been even more painful.

Ye Mei heard Qiao Rong’s sigh and also sighed: “So his dad and I have always felt sorry for Beijun. If he hadn’t been born into our family, he probably would have been much better off.”

“Auntie, don’t think like that. Sometimes, children feel that as long as their biological parents are by their side, it doesn’t matter even if they suffer.”

For example, her. Her parents passed away early, leaving her lacking love. When she was very young, she often longed to know what it would be like if her biological parents were by her side.

Seeing other children being picked up by their parents after school, and their parents attending parent-teacher conferences.

She was also very envious.

Ye Mei was comforted by Qiao Rong. Seeing her well-behaved appearance with her eyes twinkling, she couldn’t help but reach out and touch her hair: “Rongrong, what you said is true. Although his dad and I can’t give him such good things, what we can give him is the best we can afford within our capabilities.”

Qiao Rong was stunned by Ye Mei’s sudden head pat. She discovered that Ye Mei was actually like Fu Beijun, liking to touch her hair.

Did she look that easy to touch?

Her gaze fell on the family photo next to the TV, and she walked forward: “Auntie, is this a photo you took?”

Ye Mei smiled: “Yes, Beijun was only three years old at that time. We went to the Amusement Park to play and took it.”

In the photo, Fu Beijun was small, only as tall as his parents’ legs, with round eyes, very cute, and a smile on his face as he looked at the camera.

Qiao Rong thought, he was much cuter than the current Fu Beijun.

“Auntie, has Beijun always had this kind of personality?” Qiao Rong suddenly became very curious. She didn’t believe the Great Demon King had no black history.