Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 199 The lethality of Bai Yueguang
A dessert shop in Beijing

Shi Ying is learning cake decorating under Li Qiu's guidance.

He had prior experience making pastries, so this wasn't difficult for him; he easily created a beautiful rose bush on the cream.

But Shi Ying was still not satisfied. She frowned and moved on to the next cake base.

Yufei, who had been pulled over, listlessly spread cream evenly on the cake base and sighed.

"Boss, this looks pretty good already. It's all the same food, so why bother?"

"You don't even have a wife, what do you know?" Shi Ying glanced at him indifferently and continued to concentrate on her work.

Youfei felt a sword pierce his heart and gritted his teeth fiercely.

If I care about you again, I will be a dog.

In the afternoon, an uninvited guest arrived at the store.

Lei Jinfeng glanced around with disdain, finally fixing his gaze on Shi Ying behind the shop window, a flash of jealousy crossing his eyes.

That day he asked his uncle for help, but all he got back was one sentence.

"Miss Sang Qing is not suitable for you."

He also learned that Qingqing had offered him the position of master of ceremonies.

How could he be the househusband!

That despicable man who took advantage of the situation!
Lei Jinfeng clenched his fists, concealing the jealousy in his eyes, and arrogantly raised his head as he walked over.

He casually picked up the signboard from the counter and put it down again, making a slight noise.

While intently spreading cream, Youfei habitually pointed to the sign next to him, "Please go upstairs to buy things, there's a wider variety..."

He looked up and the sound stopped abruptly.

Hey, isn't that the guy who pretends to be dead?
Lei Jinfeng scoffed lightly, his eyes filled with disdain, "It's not even as big as my living room."

Shi Ying had noticed Lei Jinfeng long ago, and only now did she lift her eyes to look at him coldly.

"What are you pretending to be so aloof for?" Lei Jinfeng scoffed, confidently declaring, "Let me tell you, Qingqing's position as the househusband will be mine sooner or later."

Seeing that Shi Ying's face remained completely expressionless, Lei Jinfeng felt like he had punched a cotton ball. He was a little annoyed, but he quickly suppressed it.

He flicked away imaginary dust from his denim jacket and continued with a victor's air, "Don't you believe me? Qingqing once personally promised me the position of master's husband, even secretly defying the Marquis of Rui'an's wishes. You..."

Lei Jinfeng snorted coldly, "It's just that you were lucky and got a lucky break. I will definitely make up with Qingqing again."

He had to admit that despite Sang Qing's humiliation of him and her repeated rejections of his attempts to appease her, he still couldn't bring himself to hate her.

Instead, every time I get drunk, I think about their past more and more things.

He was not reconciled.

Youfei, who was standing next to him, finally realized that the guy who pretended to be a jerk had come specifically to cause trouble and disgust people.

He rolled his eyes secretly.

The guy who pretends to be dead is still pretending as always.

Your uncle was turned away by your sister-in-law; he's a defeated foe of our boss.

Who do you think you are?

Qi Zhiyuan, who came with Lei Jinfeng, completely forgot his elder brother's instructions and arrogantly added, "That's right, Sang Qing is deeply in love with our Feng-ge. Do you know what the destructive power of a white moonlight is?"

"Have you heard Sang Qing's ringtone? It hasn't been changed yet, has it? Sang Qing specially learned it for our Brother Feng. She said she would only sing it for Brother Feng in her life."

Shi Ying frowned, remembering Sang Qing's ringtone, which was for wishing for wealth and good luck.

His gaze swept indifferently over Lei Jinfeng's annoying face; he didn't think it had anything to do with the person in front of him.

Lei Jinfeng was very pleased with Qi Zhiyuan's words, and his mood lifted considerably.

Seeing that Shi Ying finally reacted, he became even more smug, talking about how much Sang Qing used to love him, how she always granted his requests, and how she was always there for him.

"Are you finished?"

A chilling voice interrupted Lei Jinfeng and Qi Zhiyuan's boastful arrogance, and the voice looked at them without any emotion.

"Get out if you're not buying anything." "Youfei, see the guest out."

Youfei responded and put down the scraper to go out.

Having achieved his goal, Lei Jinfeng gave a mocking snort and left triumphantly with Qi Zhi.

Youfei glanced at his boss cautiously. "Boss, don't take it to heart. Anyone with eyes can see that your wife dotes on you so much. They're just talking nonsense."

Although Youfei had never heard his sister-in-law's ringtone, he felt that someone as insightful and clever as his sister-in-law would never give up such an excellent boss to pick up a worthless piece of trash who didn't know how to cherish her.

It would be better to just accept Prosecutor Lei.

I heard that this guy used to have an ambiguous relationship with his sister-in-law and sister-in-law. What a scumbag!

Shi Ying glanced at him expressionlessly and said with a light sneer, "He's not worthy of my attention."

Even so, the flower in her hand was crooked.

Below the flower bud, an extra scratch appears, looking somewhat out of place.

Shi Ying stared blankly at the scratch for a long while, her golden eyes becoming increasingly deep and unfathomable.

So, did Sang Qing give him the position of master husband because she originally wanted to give Lei Jinfeng that position?

Youfei knew his boss's perfectionist nature; this cake was definitely going to be ruined.

"Boss, I'll go to the kitchen and get you another one."

"Hmm." Shi Ying responded faintly, putting down the piping bag in her hand.

He opened his computer, looked at Sang Qing's message dialog box, and then closed it again.

"laugh--"

A cold sneer drifted into the air.

So what if she's the "white moonlight" (a term used to describe someone who is unattainable love or a romantic figure)

The little bodhisattva is now his.

……

Shi Ying hasn't come back all day; I wonder what she's been up to.

The trip to the Ulo Forest took half a month. As a colonel, the military probably had a lot to do, so Sang Qing didn't bother him.

She put on light makeup and arrived at the location designated by Jiang Zhiyi.

Sang Qing looked up at the neon signs covering half the building and sighed again, "How can the gap between the rich and poor be so huge!"

Once the tax revenue from her Qingye Town arrives, she plans to develop and improve it.

One of the greeters was Jiang Zhiyi's concubine, who had met Sang Qing once before.

Sang Qing glanced at Xiong Da and felt that this occasion was not suitable for him, so she told him to wait for her in the car.

Sang Qing followed Jiang Zhiyi's side husband inside.

Jiang Zhiyi and Jun Xinyue had arrived long ago, along with several other females she knew, who warmly invited her over.

This was Sang Qing's first time attending such an event.

"How about it? It's so much better than Xijiangyue, isn't it?" Jiang Zhiyi nudged Sang Qing's shoulder, winked teasingly, and slightly raised her chin to indicate that she should look at the stage.

“Indeed.” Sang Qing nodded honestly and looked at the male bodhisattva on the stage.

Above the dance floor, a male orc was performing an explicit dance. He had a pleasing physique and was a male version of Daji. His captivating eyes and brows drew screams from the men and women in the audience.

Sure enough, given the chance, everyone wants to be a tyrant.

However, Sang Qing had no other thoughts; she simply thought it looked good.

She used to find it pleasing to the eye when she saw handsome men in videos, and of course, she also liked beautiful women.

The love of beauty knows no gender.

Jiang Zhiyi and the others ordered drinks. When the waiter with cat ears on his head asked Sang Qing, Sang Qing's gaze lingered on the top of his head for a moment before asking, "Do you have orange juice?"

In an instant, several females turned to look at each other, their expressions remarkably uniform.