Wu Yue shot her a speechless look. "So you got too lazy to even sort the wild vegetables while I was gone, huh."
Qingcao didn't say anything, just stood there giggling awkwardly.
"Qingcao! Qingcao! I'm back!"
Just as the two were talking, an excited shout echoed from nearby.
Having been around him for so long, Wu Yue naturally recognized his voice. She shot Qingcao a teasing look. "Forgot to mention, Teng Kun is back too."
Qingcao's expression changed dramatically. She spun around, dashed into the house, and slammed the door, all in one fluid motion.
Wu Yue and Yuan Lang, who were now locked out of the house: "..."
'Locking me, the actual owner, out of my own home. Real polite of you, huh?'
But it was obvious Qingcao wasn't going to answer her question right now. She was too busy gazing mournfully at the jiggly spare tire around her waist.
Teng Kun, who had come running to Wu Yue's door with a loud whoop, was stunned to find his own boss waiting for him...
