Awakening the Yin-Yang Divine Skill: I was ecstatic after the breakup

Chen Yang quickly waved his hand, somewhat embarrassed, and declined, "Sister-in-law, you don't need to trouble yourself, I can do it myself."

Song Mengmeng gently dodged his hand, her tone slightly coquettish as she softly urged, "It's okay, open your mouth, your sister-in-law will feed you, see if it tastes good."

Chen Yang had no choice but to obediently open his mouth.

Song Mengmeng fed him a dumpling, looking at him expectantly, and asked with a smile, "How does it taste? Is it good? Is it your favorite flavor?"

Chen Yang chewed slowly. The dumpling skin was thin and the filling was generous. The skin was soft and chewy, and the filling was fresh, fragrant, and juicy. The aroma of chives mixed with the rich fragrance of eggs. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became, instantly tantalizing his taste buds.

He nodded in approval, his tone sincere: "It's especially delicious, even better than what you get in restaurants. The dumpling skin is soft and tender, the filling is juicy, and it gets more fragrant the more you chew."

Song Mengmeng smiled with delight, her eyes crinkling, and said gently, "Eat more if you like it. If you're still hungry, I'll cook more for you. There's plenty left in the pot."

As she spoke, she picked up her chopsticks again to take another bite.

Chen Yang quickly picked up his own utensils, took the initiative to pick up dumplings, and ate them heartily, saying as he ate, "I can do it myself, sister-in-law, you eat too."

Watching him wolf down his food, Song Mengmeng's eyes were full of doting affection as she earnestly instructed, "Eat slowly, be careful not to burn your mouth. No one will take it from you."

While eating dumplings with gusto, Chen Yang mumbled praise, "My sister-in-law's cooking is absolutely amazing! It tastes even better than what professional chefs make. We're so lucky to have such delicious food from now on."

Just then, there was a sudden, urgent knocking on the door.

"Bang bang bang..." The force was extremely strong, and the noise was exceptionally violent, breaking the tranquility inside the house.

The smile on Song Mengmeng's face vanished instantly, replaced by a look of confusion. She put down her chopsticks and muttered softly, "Strange, who would knock on the door like that?"

"So rude! Not only did he not ring the doorbell, but he also banged on it so hard."

As she spoke, she got up and walked to the door. She cautiously looked through the peephole and frowned slightly after seeing the person outside.

Standing outside the door was her cousin, Wang Guiying, whom she considered a "plastic" (meaning unrelated to the main point) figure.

Wang Guiying wore a gaudy dress, with heavy makeup, thick eyeshadow, and exceptionally bright lipstick. Her hair was permed into exaggerated waves.

He wore several cheap rings on his hands, was slightly overweight, and exuded a vulgar and arrogant aura.

At this moment, Wang Guiying crossed her arms, frowned, looked impatient, and kicked the door from time to time.

Song Mengmeng wondered: What's she doing here? Is she going to borrow money again?

Seeing that no one opened the door for a long time, Wang Guiying raised her hand and pounded on the door even harder, shouting impatiently, "Song Mengmeng, open the door!"

Open the door now!

"You're dawdling! You're driving me crazy!"

Song Mengmeng frowned even more, her face full of helplessness. She had no choice but to open the door, her tone tinged with impatience: "Cousin, what brings you here?"

Wang Guiying pushed open the door impatiently and walked straight in, her tone harsh: "Why did it take you so long to open the door?"

"I've been knocking for so long, are you pretending not to hear me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze instantly fell on Chen Yang sitting at the dining table inside the room. She stopped abruptly, her eyes widening slightly.

Then a mocking smile appeared on her lips, and she said in a sarcastic tone, "No wonder you took so long to open the door; it turns out you were hiding another man in your house."

After saying that, she didn't stand on ceremony at all. She took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, lit one, and started smoking.

Amidst the swirling smoke, she raised an eyebrow at Chen Yang, her gaze flirtatious, her tone ambiguous: "Handsome, you look quite dashing. What's your name?"

What's their relationship?

Chen Yang put down his chopsticks and looked at the woman in front of him, who had heavy makeup, frivolous behavior, and was smoking in public. His expression turned slightly cold, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Wang Guiying's perfume mixed with the smell of cigarettes was pungent and unpleasant. She spit out words when she spoke and behaved very rudely, which was completely different from the gentle Song Mengmeng.

Upon seeing this, Song Mengmeng immediately stepped forward, blocking Chen Yang's path. With a serious expression and a firm tone, she said, "Cousin, you're not allowed to smoke in my house!"

This is my home, not a place for you to run wild. Put out your cigarette right now!

Wang Guiying waved her hand dismissively and said, "I know, I know, I'll just take a few puffs, it's no big deal, it won't ruin your house."

As he spoke, he took another big drag and deliberately blew out a smoke ring.

Song Mengmeng frowned and asked in a cold tone, "You suddenly came here, is there something you need from me?"

"If there's nothing else, you should go back first. Chen Yang and I are having dinner."

Wang Guiying scoffed, rolled her eyes, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "What?"

Can't I come visit if I have nothing to do?

"Can't I even come to see you?"

She looked Chen Yang up and down again, her gaze growing increasingly suggestive, and said in a flippant tone, "Or perhaps I've come at the wrong time and disturbed you two?"

Seeing Song Mengmeng's increasingly grim expression and the anger in her eyes, Wang Guiying finally dropped her joking demeanor and stopped mocking her. She spoke directly, her tone somewhat matter-of-fact: "Cousin, I'm a bit short on cash lately..."

"Lend me 20,000 yuan first, so I can manage in an emergency. I'll pay you back when I have the money."

Song Mengmeng looked troubled and said helplessly, "Cousin, you've lent me money several times already, and you still haven't paid back the 50,000 yuan you owed me before."

"Settle your old debts first, then I'll consider whether or not to lend you money."

Wang Guiying's face darkened, and she said matter-of-factly, "If I had money, would I need to borrow from you?"

I'm borrowing money from you because I don't have any right now, it's not like I'm not going to pay you back on purpose!

"Once I win this time, I'll pay you back everything I owe you. You won't be shortchanged!"

Song Mengmeng was filled with helplessness, her eyes slightly reddening, and she urged with a hint of urgency, "You went gambling again?"

You promised me you wouldn't gamble anymore, that's why I lent you money. How come you're still so stubborn?

Wang Guiying grew impatient with her words, her face hardening. She took a deep drag on her cigarette, stubbed it out, threw it on the ground, and even stomped on it. Her tone was threatening: "Stop talking nonsense to me!"

Are you going to lend it to me or not?

"If you don't lend it to me, I'll go around telling everyone that you secretly kept a strange man at home while Li Heng was away. Let's see how you face people after that!"

Song Mengmeng was instantly speechless with anger, her face blank and her body trembling slightly, yet she didn't know how to refute it.

She knew Wang Guiying's personality too well; she meant what she said and would really spread rumors everywhere.

Just then, Chen Yang spoke slowly, his tone calm but with an undeniable confidence: "Say whatever you want. My sister-in-law and I are completely innocent, there's nothing to hide, and we're not afraid of you spreading rumors."

Wang Guiying sneered, "Completely innocent?"

I don't believe it!

"You're dawdling over opening the door. A man and a woman alone in a room, and then you close the door—who knows what shady things you were doing?"