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Chapter 601 I Say Autumn Days Surpass Spring Mornings (Part 2)
The knocking continued, disturbing Wu Yu's sleep.

Having no other choice, she had to stuff the defective item back into the quilt.

This isn't a place to knit sweaters, but it's a good place to hide them, so that Wang Changhua won't see them and laugh at you for knitting a defective product.

"what?"

Wu Yu opened the door with a composed and pretty face, and asked coldly.

"Let's go eat."

Wang Changhua put her hands behind her back and gestured towards the dining table in the main room.

"Ho!"

Wu Yu thought to herself, "You even went out of your way to buy it, saving me the trouble of making a trip. But my aunt is still angry and is unwilling to compromise so easily."

"Don't eat!"

Wu Yu turned around to close the door.

"Hey! Wait!"

Wang Changhua quickly reached out to stop her, saying, "It'll get cold if you don't eat it. Do you think it's still summer?"

"It's cold, so be it. I'd rather have a stomachache than suffer like this."

Wu Yu turned her head and said.

Even at this point, Wang Changhua still only used one hand to brace herself, with her left hand always behind her back, looking like a dignified martial arts master.

"They never forget to show off."

Wu Yu was furious: "Are you trying to imitate Ip Man's Wing Chun?"

Ip Man 1 will be released at the end of the year, but Wing Chun is very famous in Guangdong. Everyone has seen the two starting moves.

"Ip Man wasn't handsome enough."

Wang Changhua said with a grin, "I am Huang Feihong from Guangzhou."

"cut!"

Wu Yu spat out, "You don't even have a Thirteenth Aunt, so what makes you think you can be Wong Fei-hung!"

Wang Changhua rubbed her nose, lowered her head, and chuckled.

Wu Yu scolded Wang Changhua, but reluctantly forgave the idiot because he had bought the food.

"gone!"

Wu Yu walked quickly toward the main room, then suddenly remembered something and hurriedly ran back to close the door, as if afraid that Wang Changhua would discover the secret hidden in the quilt.

"Who cares!"

Wang Changhua curled his lip; he swore that even if it were a ton of gold, he wouldn't be interested!

……

Wu Yu came to the dining table and was suddenly stunned when she saw the dishes.

These dishes don't look like they were bought from outside, because they weren't packaged in disposable containers.

But if it was done, then Xianmei'er didn't come back.

In addition, although it is also Sichuan cuisine, it looks much worse than Xianmei'er.

When Wang Changhua arrived, he ladled out a bowl of rice and handed it to her, saying, "Eat up!"

Wu Yu sat down in a daze. After a long while, she seemed to realize what had happened and asked incredulously, "So, you made this?"

"if not?"

Wang Changhua picked up a piece of Mapo Tofu, chewing and nodding as if carefully appreciating the nuances of cooking time and temperature.

So, you went grocery shopping just now?

"Hmm~"

"So, you didn't just abandon me and go out to eat by yourself?"

"Yes!"

Wang Changhua spoke English with a stylish and confident air.

Wu Yu suddenly felt a little guilty; after all that, she had misunderstood him.

"You didn't explain yourself clearly!"

Wu Yu pouted and said.

In fact, many girls are not unaware that they are in the wrong, but they don't want to rationally admit it in front of "that person".

Perhaps she wanted to see if "that person" was willing to patiently accept every bit of her emotions.

Wang Changhua responded quite well, saying, "Then are you deaf? Can't you hear me cooking in the kitchen?"

"go to hell!"

Wu Yu almost threw a plate of shredded pork with green peppers at Wang Changhua's face.

But to be fair, Wang Changhua's cooking was actually pretty good. It wasn't as delicious as Cos Sister's, but it was still far better than expected.

Having been hungry for so long, Wu Yu no longer cared about her image, or rather, she didn't need to care about her image at all. She immediately picked up the bowl and began to wolf down her food.

Wang Changhua was eating at the time, but when she saw this female tyrant, a soft look suddenly appeared in her eyes, and even her usual carefree expression quietly turned into a gentle one.

"Slow down, no one's going to take it from you..."

Wang Changhua put down her chopsticks at some point.

Using serving chopsticks, he picked out the freshest slices of meat, the most flavorful tofu, the most vibrant green vegetables, and placed them one by one on Wu Yu's side.

But as she was eating, Wu Yu paused for a moment.

Wang Changhua was so focused on picking up food that she inadvertently revealed her left hand.

A band-aid was wrapped around his thumb, with faint traces of blood seeping from the edges.

"Keep eating..."

Wang Changhua was about to urge him when he noticed Wu Yu's gaze. He shrank back nonchalantly and said, "Oh, I accidentally cut myself. It's nothing."

"show me."

Wu Yu put down her bowl and said fiercely.

"What's the big deal about this little injury?"

Wang Changhua couldn't help but boast: "You don't know, back when I led a bunch of brothers to plant a flag at Dongshankou, my arm was almost chopped off..."

"Stop bragging."

Wu Yu rolled her eyes at her: "Come with me, I'll put some iodine on you." "No need!"

Wang Changhua waved his hand in refusal, as if applying iodine would diminish his elder brotherly demeanor.

"hurry up!"

Wu Yu spoke almost as if giving a command.

Wang Changhua was taken aback for a moment, then muttered to herself, "Last time my arm was almost chopped off, but I just slept it off..."

But her body had already obediently stood up and followed Wu Yu into the room.

While Wu Yu was looking for iodine and cotton swabs, Wang Changhua's attention was focused on the bulging "little hill" on the bed.

A moment later, Wu Yu tore off the adhesive bandage and found a cut about one centimeter long on her thumb.

It wasn't deep; the cut was clean and crisp, the edges were slightly white, and tiny beads of blood were still faintly visible.

Wang Changhua usually helps out in the kitchen and has almost never been injured. She was probably in a rush at lunchtime.

Why are we in such a rush?
Wu Yu isn't stupid.

"If you go any deeper, your thumb will be ruined. I won't really starve if I eat a little later!"

Wu Yu said angrily, expressing both concern and annoyance.

"It's good that I'm crippled, then I'll become the Nine-Fingered Beggar!"

Wang Changhua was still laughing and joking, never serious.

"nerve!"

Wu Yu didn't know how to teach this idiot a lesson... He's such a moron!

She went back to put away the iodine and cotton swabs, but when she turned around, Wang Changhua had somehow lifted the blanket and was staring blankly at the defective sweater on the bed.

"Depend on!"

Wu Yu rushed over and quickly pulled the blanket back over herself.

"Well...that..."

Wang Changhua suddenly became a little nervous; he didn't have this expression when he injured his thumb earlier.

Although she tried to appear casual and indifferent, a hint of expectation and caution seemed to be hidden in her dry voice: "Who did you knit this sweater for?"

"Knitted for the dog!"

Wu Yu was furious that this bastard had uncovered the crooked and flawed product without her permission, so she said angrily.

"Was that knitted for me?"

Wang Changhua raised her eyebrows and immediately became happy.

"No! I said it was knitted for the dog."

Wu Yu still refused to admit it and didn't have a friendly attitude: "Whoever admits it is a dog!"

"Then I admit it!"

Wang Changhua was incredibly shameless: "Since you knitted it for me, why didn't you give it to me?"

"Are you blind? Can't you see it's not finished yet, and..."

Wu Yu's cheeks flushed slightly: "It's still ugly."

"I don't mind at all!"

Wang Changhua couldn't wait to wear it and show it off to everyone.

Remember, everyone!

"do not want!"

Wu Yu didn't want her "dark history" to be seen by everyone, so she quickly tried to stop them. Just as the two were struggling, Chen returned with his secretary.

What are you two doing?

Chen peeked out, but couldn't come up with anything nice: "Should Senior Sister Zhu and I go out for a bit first, and come back in after you two are done?"

"No need!"

Wu Yu, being a girl, was a bit shy. She glared at Wang Changhua and decided to give up on the fight, pushing the two scoundrels away and returning to the main room.

Wang Changhua shrugged and waved the sweater in her hand at Chen: "Wu Yu knitted this for me."

"It's like a rag; even a dog wouldn't wear it."

Chen pursed his lips.

"You know nothing!"

Wang Changhua said.

……

In the evening, when the cosplayer returned from outside, she hadn't even had a chance to rest.

Wang Changhua brought over the "rag" and pleaded, "Yu Xuan, you're good at craftsmanship, could you help me alter it? I want to wear it tomorrow."

"We probably won't make it tomorrow."

Xianmei is very enthusiastic, but this request is indeed unreasonable.

"No, no, no, I don't want clothes."

Wang Changhua quickly said, "Please don't change too much. I want to keep the original style as much as possible, just finish the basics. Scarves, hats, or even eye masks are fine if necessary."

"Well……"

The fish swaggered into deep thought.

The next morning, Wang Changhua appeared wearing an apron.

Unfortunately, since the requirement was to preserve Wu Yu's "original work," hats and scarves were not practical, so in the end, they could only change it to a bib, and it was an "abstract bib" that was higher on one side than the other.

But Wang Changhua still smiled brightly and asked Chen Zhelian several times:
"Between me and Xu Gong of the North City, who is more handsome?"

"You're beautiful, you're beautiful."

Chen replied, thoroughly annoyed.

The autumn wind of October swept by, and the chill crept silently into the collar and sleeves, making one shiver involuntarily.

The crooked bib now seemed "just right," firmly protecting the neck and subtly keeping out the chill.

"From this day forward, I declare autumn my favorite season!"

Wang Changhua said earnestly.

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(Please vote with your monthly tickets, thank you everyone. I think this part of the plot is alright. Urban novels can't always maintain a fast pace. Also, describing the people around the protagonist makes the character more three-dimensional.)
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