My Fantastic Chef Wife Chapter 153 - Being A Heavenly Matchmaker

Chapter 153: Being A Heavenly Matchmaker

After Ye Xiaoxian listened to it, she also felt that Bai Qi was a nasty man. Such men particularly liked tricking little girls into liking them in order to show off their charisma. When they actually got the girls, they would ditch them at anytime. After doing this, they would still hope that the girls would remember them for a lifetime.
What a scum he is!
“I can’t just get over this humiliation. This goddamned Bai Qi. I’m going to argue with him now and beat him up. I can’t let off steam unless I break one of his legs.” Liu Qianqian then went to leave.
Ye Xiaoxian stopped her right away. “Qianqian, don’t act impulsively. Tell me now, do you like Jia Zhenbo at all?”
“Whether I like him or not isn’t important now, is it? Things have already turned out like this. Am I going to force him to marry me?”
Ye Xiaoxian continued to stop her. “Qianqian, listen to me. It’s useless to break Bai Qi’s leg. With someone like him, if you go to find him he will think that you still care about him. Maybe he would even be happy being beaten up by you, and then would spread even worse gossip about you to prevent you from being able to marry for the rest of your life. The strongest counterattack now is to marry Jia Zhenbo, showing him that it is useless to incite others against you and that you don’t care about him at all.”
Liu Qianqian looked at Ye Xiaoxian. “But Jia Zhenbo won’t marry me now. How exactly can I marry him?”
“Why don’t you go back and let me think about it carefully. Something will come up.”
Liu Qianqian looked at Ye Xiaoxian still with a doubtful look.
Ye Xiaoxian will come up with a solution?
“You must trust me. I guarantee you that you’ll marry Jia Zhenbo!”
“…”
After Liu Qianqian left, Ye Xiaoxian went to tidy up the broken pieces of cup on the floor.
By this time Xiao Baoshan had walked out and started teasing Ye Xiaoxian. “I didn’t know that my wife has Yuelao’s skill (Yuelao: A Chinese counterpart of Cupid in Chinese folklore who ties couples together with a red string) and can tie couples together with red string. Little Ye, how are you going to tie this particular red string?”
Ye Xiaoxian did not know what to do. “I still need to think about it. Baoshan, don’t sit around. Hurry up and think of something for me.”
“Little Ye, your husband is just a coarse man. It’s practical for you to ask me to jump over a wall and shave people’s heads but I’m not able to be Yuelao.”
Talking about jumping over a wall, Ye Xiaoxian was again suddenly enlightened. “Baoshan, I’ve figured out how to help Liu Qianqian. As we’re going to do something Yuelao would do, we might as well pretend to be him.”
“What’s the plan?” asked Xiao Baoshan.
“Just listen to me.” Ye Xiaoxian smiled playfully and then fetched a pen and some paper from their room.
Ye Xiaoxian still could not write the traditional characters very well but Baoshan could recognize most of them. She worked out her scheme carefully, including each step for what they were going to do and say. She wrote down all the details on the paper.
…
Late that night at the Jia Family.
In the town, the styles of the rich families’ houses were quite similar. There was an entrance yard attached to the gate and then a front hall. Beyond those were another front yard and a back yard. Then, according to the statuses of the family members, they would live in separate rooms. For example, the elders lived in the north quarters and the elder son lived in the east quarters.
Now there were two shadows sneaking onto the roof of the east quarter.
Ye Xiaoxian felt that what they were going to do that night was so exciting. Xiao Baoshan held her to go to the rooftop, so she wanted to copy what she had watched from TV. She then lifted up a tile and tried to see what the person in the room was doing, but Xiao Baoshan stopped her.
“Little Ye, why are you lifting the tile?” whispered Xiao Baoshan.
“I want to check if Jia Zhenbo has already gone to bed and what he is doing.”
Xiao Baoshan then reminded her, “The candle in his room has already been extinguished, so he must have gone to bed!”
“…” Ye Xiaoxian felt herself very stupid.