Love Apartment: The All-Around Comedian

Su Mingyang and the others gave a thumbs up—Awesome!

"Haha, Ziqiao, drink slowly. I'll eat the tripe for you." Zeng Xiaoxian chuckled mischievously, about to scoop some into his own bowl, when Hu Yifei slammed her hand on the table: "Zeng Xiaoxian, put it down!"

"I won't let go!" Faced with the temptation of delicious food, Zeng Xiaoxian was determined and said defiantly, tilting his head back.

"Flick! One! Flash!" Hu Yifei threatened, narrowing her eyes. Zeng Xiaoxian immediately softened: "Fine, take it. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss over a meal?"

Upon seeing this, Su Mingyang and the others burst into laughter.

"You guys are so barbaric! Leave me some, okay? Otherwise, I'll commit seppuku in front of you!" Guan Gu Shenqi had originally intended to keep a low profile, but seeing everyone pouncing on him like hungry tigers, and knowing he could only eat dry food, his temper exploded.

"cut!"

"I cooked this meal, but I ate the least. Can't you guys have a conscience? Stop fighting me for it!"

Su Mingyang was speechless, but no one paid him any attention.

They are all striving in their own ways.

……

Half an hour later, everyone put down their chopsticks, slumped in their chairs, and ate their fill, leaving a mess on the table.

"Burp~, this is so delicious! Mingyang, your cooking is really good. It would be great if we could eat this every day." Lu Zhanbo rubbed his stomach and laughed.

"agree."

In an instant, apart from the already drunk Lü Ziqiao, six pairs of eyes fell on Su Mingyang, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Well, it's impossible to do it every day. It depends on my mood. If I'm in a good mood, I can cook a couple of meals."

Su Mingyang raised an eyebrow.

Seeing how much everyone enjoys his cooking makes me feel quite accomplished.

However, he couldn't possibly be a full-time chef at Love Apartment, since cooking every day is quite tiring.

As a lazy bum, he doesn't have that kind of sustained energy.

“Okay, from now on, Mingyang, you only need to stir-fry the vegetables. Zeng Xiaoxian and I will pay for the vegetables, and Meijia, you can wash the vegetables and dishes. Is that alright?” Hu Yifei assigned the tasks.

“Okay.” Chen Meijia nodded. Saving money and being able to eat delicious food was heaven for her. Putting in a little effort was nothing.

Zeng Xiaoxian is fine too.

So happily decided.

"Alright, Meijia, take a break and then hurry up and pack up," Su Mingyang said with a smile.

"What's the rush? It's just a few bowls. I'll divide them up..." Chen Meijia hadn't finished speaking when she saw the bones and grease scattered haphazardly on the dining table and floor. She immediately stopped talking, feeling an urge to cry.

This is quite a project...

Chapter 42 is very popular and violent!

Around nine o'clock in the morning, Su Mingyang rubbed his sleepy eyes and left his room.

Just then, I saw Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian in the living room, holding a rope and an electric iron, preparing to go out.

"Damn, Teacher Zeng Yifei, are you really going to make a move?" Su Mingyang suddenly realized what Hu Yifei had proposed last night: a plan to physically attack Lu Ziqiao.

"Otherwise what?" Hu Yifei said irritably, gritting her teeth. "I was thinking of letting him go, but last night this guy used the excuse of being a patient to pour all my favorite dishes into his own bowl, so I made up my mind!"

"Exactly! He got off too easy at the bar last night. He has to pay a heavy price." Zeng Xiaoxian looked indignant. The reason he was so angry was that Dr. Ouyang called him this morning to remind him that he needed to "recharge" his account.

"Alright, whatever you want, but take me with you too," Su Mingyang said with a smile.

How could I possibly miss such a spectacle?

Hu Yifei remained noncommittal, then had Zeng Xiaoxian open the door to room 3602. Su Mingyang followed behind, and the three of them tiptoed inside, then opened Lu Ziqiao's door.

Fortunately, Lu Ziqiao doesn't have the habit of locking his bed, otherwise this plan would have been completely shelved.

At this moment, Lü Ziqiao was fast asleep, completely unaware of the impending danger.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, take off his clothes first," Hu Yifei instructed, turning her back to him.

"Okay." Zeng Xiaoxian nodded and quickly shaved Lu Ziqiao's head. Considering that there was a woman present, he found a blanket to cover Lu Ziqiao's private parts.

"I must say, Lu Ziqiao has a pretty good physique." Zeng Xiaoxian remarked after finishing these tasks.

"Yes, the meat is very fresh, it should taste good pan-fried." Su Mingyang looked it over and smiled.

Upon hearing this, Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian were speechless, thinking to themselves, "Mingyang, is this an occupational hazard of being a chef? Seeing meat and immediately thinking about how to cook it delicious?"

While thinking, the two of them didn't stop what they were doing, tying Lu Ziqiao's limbs to the foot of the bed.

"This guy is sleeping like a log," Hu Yifei complained, then slapped Lü Ziqiao twice. "Wake up, Ziqiao."

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Lu Ziqiao then slowly woke up and greeted Su Mingyang and the others in a daze: "Good morning, everyone."

Hu Yifei put on a smiling face and said gently, "Good morning, Ziqiao, we came here especially to bring you a big gift."

"Really? How thoughtful." Hearing this, Lu Ziqiao suddenly came to his senses and tried to get up to receive the gift, but found that he couldn't move his body. When he turned his head, he realized that his limbs were tied up.

"What's going on? Didn't you say you were going to give me a big gift?" Lu Ziqiao's eyes were filled with panic, sensing that something was wrong.

"Yes, in order to help you recover as soon as possible, the doctor told us to use electroconvulsive therapy on you. This is the big gift we prepared for you, Ziqiao. Aren't you touched?" Zeng Xiaoxian raised an eyebrow and smiled wickedly.

"Electric shock?" Lu Ziqiao looked utterly distraught. "Let me go! I can't even move, and you're asking me if I dare to move?"

"It's very popular and violent." Hu Yifei smiled mischievously. "Anyway, it's good for your condition, Ziqiao. Just relax."

"No way, you guys are kidding me, let me go!" Lu Ziqiao was really scared to death.

"It's alright, Ziqiao," Hu Yifei comforted him, picking up the electric iron. "It's a pity we don't have a medical defibrillator at home, but the doctor told us we can use this instead."

"An electric iron!!!" Lu Ziqiao screamed, his eyes wide.

“The effect is the same, Zeng Xiaoxian held him down.” Hu Yifei’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ah! No, no, I'll tell you the truth!" Lu Ziqiao hurriedly explained in fright, "Actually, I'm not really depressed. The reason I was singing Stefanie Sun's songs all day was because I told a girl that I was the president of Stefanie Sun's fan club!"

“People with depression often have these strange fantasies.” Zeng Xiaoxian sighed, as if remembering something, and asked, “By the way, what about the USB drive Mingyang gave you? That’s no longer useful for your depression.”

“Teacher Zeng, you can take it from the computer interface if you want, just let me go,” Lu Ziqiao said quickly.

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian immediately found the computer, unplugged the USB drive, and happily stuffed it into his pocket. He raised an eyebrow at Su Mingyang and said, "Mingyang, you told me to show it to you last time."

"Take it," Su Mingyang said casually.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, what are you doing!" Hu Yifei glared at Zeng Xiaoxian fiercely. "Get started now!"

"No, Teacher Zeng, I've already given you the USB drive, please let me go!" Lu Ziqiao pleaded loudly.

"It's alright, Ziqiao, we're treating you, it'll be fine in a bit." Zeng Xiaoxian put on a coaxing expression and pressed down hard on Lu Ziqiao's shoulder.

"Mingyang, I know you're a good person. Please put in a good word for me, I beg you!" Lu Ziqiao turned and placed his hopes on Su Mingyang.

"Sorry, Ziqiao, I'm just here to observe. Just pretend I don't exist," Su Mingyang said casually, scratching his ear with his little finger.

Lu Ziqiao was instantly filled with utter despair.

Just then, Chen Jia stormed in, her eyes icy as she looked at Hu Yifei and the others: "Stop! Are you trying to abuse Ziqiao?"

Hu Yifei's eyes darted around twice, and she lowered her head guiltily.

"Meijia, you've finally come to save me!" Lu Ziqiao was overjoyed, as if he had seen the light at the end of the tunnel. But then, Chen Meijia's words plunged him into despair, and he almost vomited blood.

"Let me do it!" Chen Meijia excitedly took the electric iron from Hu Yifei's hand and pressed it down angrily. "I'll teach you a lesson for stealing my food yesterday!"

Lu Ziqiao let out a miserable scream, his head lolled to the side, and he fell silent.

Chapter 43 Su Mingyang's Ideal!

In the afternoon, at the bar downstairs.

"Haha, that's hilarious! Meijia hadn't even put the iron down yet when Lu Ziqiao was scared unconscious. Meijia said he's been bedridden all day and hasn't dared to go out. He's probably traumatized." Hu Yifei laughed as she sat in the booth.

"Psychological trauma? You're overthinking it. The reason Ziqiao didn't go out is because we forgot to untie the fly when we left, and Meijia deliberately didn't untie it for him." Su Mingyang raised an eyebrow; this was what Guan Gu Shenqi had told him.

"Really?" Hu Yifei's smile froze. She tilted her head and thought about it, and it seemed that was indeed the case.

"Didn't Ziqiao not eat all day?" Lu Zhanbo interjected.

"Zhanbo, your focus is always so peculiar," Su Mingyang said with a smile.

At this moment, Lin Wanyu walked over with a big smile on her face, looking like she was in a very good mood.

"Wanyu, how did the interview go?" Hu Yifei asked with a smile.

"Yifei, you should ask Wanyu if she got the job." Su Mingyang joked.

He remembered that Lin Wanyu went for an interview the day before yesterday, but missed it because of a questionnaire.

"What's going on?" Hu Yifei was completely baffled.

"Oh dear, Mingyang's situation was just an accident, let's not talk about it." Lin Wanyu blushed slightly. "My interview went quite well today."

"Oh, that's good." Su Mingyang gave Lin Wanyu an approving look.

"Mmm." Lin Wanyu's eyes curved into crescents as she sat down in the booth.

"Does the examiner like you? How is their attitude towards you?" Lu Zhanbo asked curiously.

"I can't quite explain it, but I felt like they were stunned by me, their mouths were agape!" Lin Wanyu tilted her head, a smug smile playing on her lips.