Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

After Jiang Liluo was placed on the sofa, Ning Dongyang went to the kitchen. Shangguan Qingke came over and asked, "Sister Liluo, did you get beaten up again?"

Jiang Liluo nodded, blushing.

Shangguan Qingke shoved a potato chip into her hand: "Sister, you promised to play dead, didn't you?"

Jiang Liluo said casually and naturally, "He couldn't help it, and neither could I."

Shangguan Qingke grabbed her hair: "No, aren't you afraid he'll beat you to death?"

I was really worried that Jiang Liluo wouldn't be able to take it and would get beaten up and have problems.

A charming smile spread across Jiang Liluo's face: "He wouldn't, he cares about me."

Shangguan Qingke was stunned.

This is the earth after it has been nourished by rain, beautiful, vibrant, and radiant.

Suddenly, Shangguan Qing looked at Ning Dongyang, who was busy in the kitchen, and felt a strange impulse.

Should we push it or not?

Where to push, where to push, what if you can't push it down?

If I knock it down, will I end up crying like Sister Li Luo?

I practice yoga, so it shouldn't hurt.

If we have a child, should it take his surname or our own?

What name should I choose?

Avoiding Jiang Liluo's gaze, she quietly reached out and asked, "After having a child, is there enough to eat? Is there enough for him to share? I've heard that men all like this."

The TV shows are full of cheesy dramas, and they're still talking about Oppa, Oppa.

Jiang Liluo's gaze was fixed on Ning Dongyang, as if she could never get enough of looking at him.

Shangguan Qingke's mind wandered.

From whether it hurt after she was pushed to the ground, she was already thinking about her and Ning Dongyang's child, starting from kindergarten, through elementary school, middle school, high school, and which university he would attend.

From hand-rolling the noodles to mixing and cooking various ingredients, Ning Dongyang's movements were fluid and effortless.

Soon, each person served themselves a large bowl of fried noodles.

"Ning Dongyang, you'll never be short of a drink for me again."

The stir-fried noodles have an excellent texture.

Shangguan Qingke's eyes were squinted as she ate.

In a moment of elation, I blurted out what I had been imagining on the sofa.

After she finished speaking, she quickly buried her face in the bowl, her mind racing with questions: Who is she? Where is she? What is she rambling on about?

Ning Dongyang didn't know where this drink was from or how it differed from a normal drink.

After all, Shangguan Qingke was lost in her own thoughts; how could he possibly know?

He thought it meant the meaning of that sentence: "If I have food to eat, you won't be left out."

Following her words, he smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll have to drink more in the future."

Shangguan Qing looked up and exclaimed, then her mind went blank for a moment: "Ning Dongyang, this won't do, you can't drink too much."

"Um?"

"Um!!"

Ning Dongyang and Jiang Lilu both looked puzzled. This sounded really strange.

Shangguan Qingke suddenly realized, where did she get her intelligence from today? If she continued talking... her mind raced and she changed the subject.

"Sister Li Luo, are you going out with Ning Dongyang later?"

"Am I affecting your relationship with Ning Dongyang by keeping you at home and preventing you from having time alone together?"

Jiang Lilu rolled her eyes at Ning Dongyang: "Let's go to the airport."

This guy insists on showing off, but what can he possibly show off?

It's nothing more than slapping Xiao Jibo in the face.

Such a petty man... why does she like him so much?

With a noodle still dangling from her mouth, Shangguan Qingke asked, "Going to the airport so late at night, has anyone come back yet?"

"Is he picking up that person?!"

Jiang Liluo nodded: "Xiao Jibo."

The noodles hanging from Shangguan Qingke's mouth fell into the bowl: "It really is him!!!"

Did I hear that right?

"Sister Li Luo, you're letting Ning Dongyang accompany you to pick up Xiao Jibo?!"

"Sister Li Luo, you can't bully him like this."

"If you're going to pick someone up at the airport, you can go by yourself. Letting Ning Dongyang go is like stomping his face into a mud pit."

Ning Dongyang never expected that Shangguan Qing would protect him like this.

He never fed the ungrateful wretch the food he used to cook.

Jiang Lilu chuckled lightly: "Qingke, don't worry, Xiao Jibo got off the plane at four o'clock this afternoon."

Faced with Jiang Liluo's explanation, Shangguan Qingke was so excited she almost threw down her chopsticks: "I don't care what time the plane lands this afternoon!!"

"He wants to come back. He has legs and feet. Why should a man act all delicate and insist on being picked up at the airport?"

"Sister Li Luo, if you can't let him go, then go pick him up. Why should Ning Dongyang pick him up at the airport? Why should you hurt him?"

"These past few days, Sister Li Luo, you and Ning Dongyang have been like dry firewood meeting a raging fire, burning at night and during the day. Could it all be a hoax?"

That's what I meant.

Jiang Liluo and Ning Dongyang blushed slightly.

Ning Dongyang showed her the time displayed on his phone: "It's 7:13 PM now."

Shangguan Qingke was still angry: "I'm not stupid, I know it's 7:13."

Jiang Liluo reached out and ruffled her hair: "He waited at the airport for more than three hours."

"Ning Dongyang did it on purpose."

Shangguan Qingke was taken aback, as if she had grasped something.

Jiang Lilu rolled her eyes at Ning Dongyang again, and then said, "I didn't want to go to the airport, nor did I want to have any more contact with Xiao Jibo."

"Qingke, I didn't understand before, but now I understand completely. I love Ning Dongyang, and there's no room in my heart for any other man."

"From now on, Xiao Jibo is less important to me than a nobody."

Shangguan Qingke suddenly realized: "So you and Ning Dongyang are going to play him?"

"You deliberately made him wait from 4 PM to 7:13 PM. That doesn't make sense; he's not stupid. Why would he wait for you like that?"

Ning Dongyang smiled knowingly: "He is eager to meet Li Luo."

"Some time ago, he contacted Li Luo and said he wanted to go back to China. I guess he was just trying to see if he could flirt with her, since Li Luo and I were married at that time."

"Who knew that Li Luo was so excited by his deception that she agreed to divorce him and told him that I was a good person who had taken care of her like pure water for three years."

"Look at Xiao Jibo, how can he not drool? He's sharpening his knife, ready to pounce on Li Luo!"

"The day Qingke came, I went out to buy groceries and ran into Jiang Zhencai and one of the Gu family's boys."

"The Gu family boy knew Xiao Jibo was coming back, and he also knew Li Luo was protecting her virginity for him. How do you think they found out?"

Shangguan Qingke snorted coldly: "I knew that Xiao was no good. He probably said something bad about Sister Li Luo..."

Jiang Liluo was greatly surprised: "Husband, you didn't tell me about this before."

Ning Dongyang smiled and said, "Back then, you still had feelings for Xiao Jibo. If I said anything, wouldn't that be considered stirring up trouble? It's different now. We can treat it as a joke."

Jiang Liluo thought about it and realized it made sense.

At that time, she was out of her mind.

Ning Dongyang continued, "Under my persuasion, Li Luo came to her senses and saw through her despicable nature."

"Xiao Jibo didn't know that. He still thought he could manipulate Li Luo at will. He believed that as long as he could meet her, some of the misunderstandings he thought he had would be easily cleared up."

"We told him to wait at the airport, and he did. Firstly, so that Li Luo could pick him up, and secondly, to show that he was willing to wait as long as he could for Li Luo."

"I can't not give him a chance, can I?"

Jiang Liluo's eyes were as warm as spring: "You've given a whole bunch of reasons, but you just want to show off."