Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2129

Chapter 2129: A Match Made in Heaven?

“Xi Tao, who do you want your miss to marry?” Ning Shu asked Xi Tao.
“Miss, this servant thinks that Eldest Young Master Gu is the most suitable. Eldest Young Master Gu had already been helping the master manage the family business. He’s also mature and stable. You two would be a match made in heaven. Eldest Young Master Gu will definitely take good care of Miss.”
Ning Shu: …
A match made in heaven? Either Xi Tao was blind, or everyone else was blind.
Appearances could be deceiving. Gu Rui’s celestial appearance made him seem calm and tranquil, while at the same time making it impossible for others to know his thoughts. Who knew whether Gu Rui’s heart was red or black?
“Second Young Master Mo tends to leave the residence every other week. Even when he is around, no one dares to approach him. He’d kill servants at the drop of a hat. Miss, please don’t marry him,” Xi Tao implored Ning Shu.
Goodness, Mo Juechen was way too brutal.
“Young Master Li is still just a child and can’t be depended upon,” Xi Tao said.
Xi Tao was pretty good at analysis.
However, although they were currently talking and being picky about the three marriage candidates, Ning Shu could guarantee that none of them considered her someone they’d want to marry.
Ning Shu pinched her stomach. She was going to use her obligation of expressing filial piety to become a vegetarian. She would also increase her amount of exercise to lose weight.
Ning Shu didn’t bother to keep the towel over her eyes. It didn’t matter if they were swollen.
“I’m going to bed. You should also get some rest and put a compress over your eyes,” Ning Shu said.
“Okay, Miss. Call me if anything comes up, and call me if you’re hungry.” Xi Tao took the basin of water and left.
Ning Shu stretched her legs. Then she sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes, and started to cultivate.
This body’s constitution was terrible. It was very hard for Ning Shu to practice the Unsurpassable Martial Arts.
The energy in her dantian was barely visible. It was way too shameful.
There should have been a lot of spiritual energy in this world, but her body cultivated extremely slowly.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Ning Shu heard Xi Tao’s voice. “Miss, are you awake?”
Ning Shu laid down and covered herself with the quilt before saying, “Come in.”
Xi Tao walked in and said, “Miss, it’s time to get up and eat. Eldest Young Master Gu said that Miss should eat in the front hall today.”
“Eat what?” Ning Shu asked casually.
“I heard that it’s hot pot.” Xi Tao took out some clothes for Ning Shu. She draped a fuzzy cloak over Ning Shu’s shoulders.
Ning Shu glanced at herself in the mirror. The cloak was clearly very pretty, but on her, it was like it was wrapped around an oil barrel. There wasn’t even a hint of beauty.
Compared to Ning Shu, Xi Tao looked like a fairy.
Chubbiness was cute for young children, but her being fat now was just obesity.
It just made her look ugly.
“Hot pot? Having hot pot isn’t good, right?” Her father had just passed, but Gu Rui asked the kitchens to cook hot pot?
“Eldest Young Master Gu said that the dishes are all vegetarian. It’s cold, so Miss should eat something warm,” Xi Tao said with a smile. “I know that Miss likes hot pot the most.”
Now Gu Rui had really become the master of the Fang family.
Ning Shu went to the front hall. She could smell the fragrant spices from the food before she even entered the room. Ning Shu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
The hot pot was currently boiling.
Gu Rui, Mo Juechen, and Li Jiuge were all seated around the table.
Ning Shu walked over and sat down. Xi Tao closed the door and stood close by.
“Lanxin, the deceased has passed now. You need to accept this.” Gu Rui comforted Ning Shu.
“Thank you, but now I don’t have anyone to rely on,” Ning Shu said with disappointment.
No one replied when she finished speaking.
Ning Shu: Jeez…
An awkward silence arose.
Were they really so afraid of marrying her?
The spicy smoke from the hot pot floated towards Ning Shu. Ning Shu said to Li Jiuge, “Change seats with me.”
“Okay.” Li Jiuge agreed without thinking.
Ning Shu sat down in Li Jiuge’s seat, but the smoke still wafted toward her face. Ning Shu looked at Gu Rui expressionlessly. “Change seats with me.”
Translator: Lili
Editor: Wheat
Translator: Kaho