Clumsy

  My cooking skills are so-so, but cooking fish is really difficult for me. My husband believes my honest words and asks me to cook dinner, I can only pretend that a dead horse is a living horse doctor, I guarantee that I will finish cooking dinner by 7 o'clock, as for the taste, it has nothing to do with me.

  At 6:30, I finished my work and walked out of the hall to see Wen Hui and Ba Wang sitting on the sofa. If I didn't know their relationship, I would have thought they were a couple! I was hesitating whether to invite them to dinner when the doorbell rang, and it turned out that Song Mu had arrived.

  He said I didn't have any feelings, and it was really a wooden man. I waited for Wen Hui to open the door, after all, Song Mu Zhi was her fiancé. The overlord glanced at me and scolded me, what are you dawdling about! Hurry up and go open the door, I gritted my teeth and walked forward.

  Song Mu-zhi saw me and didn't seem surprised, as if he had known all along. I smiled awkwardly, feeling that the scene was really too mushy, too cheesy. He nodded slightly, then shifted his gaze to the man and woman on the sofa.

  The overbearing president stood up and called out to Song Mu-zhi in a familiar tone, the two men exchanged greetings as they walked towards the dinner table, chatting along the way. Their demeanor made it impossible to tell that the two were secretly vying with each other; it seemed like everyone was an acting emperor!

  I was like a servant helping them set the table, serving soup, just short of squatting in the corner with a bowl of rice. Everyone started to pick up fish meat, Wen Hui spat out the fish meat as soon as she took a bite, Ba Wang frowned but didn't say anything, Song Mu's expression remained unchanged.

  Wen Hui originally didn't like me, and she sarcastically asked if this dish was edible. That aggressive tone was overwhelming, as if she wanted to slap me to death. I had already declared that my cooking skills were not great, but you guys still insisted on me taking action. And the fish is just a bit smelly, it's not like it can't be eaten, okay?

  I knew she was deliberately provocative, so I didn't want to bother with her. She could scold if she wanted, and Wen Hui and I just froze. Song Mu Zhi reached out and grabbed Wen Hui's hand to calm her down, but instead of calming herself down, she exposed the fact that Song Mu Zhi and I had met before. She said it was just a trivial matter, did you have to take it so seriously?

  No matter how thick-skinned I am, I'm still a human being with emotions and capable of feeling pain!

  In the past, when others spat on my face, I would smile and apologize. Now, however, I don't have that good temper anymore. These people calculated me, didn't even treat me as a human being, my anger surged up, and I did something extremely out of line - I reached out and put the fish in front of myself. If you're disgusted, then just don't eat it!

  Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe I would do such a thing. Ba Wang burst out laughing, his hand casually resting on my shoulder, pinching it with considerable force, which hurt a bit. He said, "You've got guts!" It's hard to tell whether he meant it as praise or criticism, but given Ba Wang's personality, he definitely wouldn't be praising someone. Ba Wang gestured with his eyes towards the fish in front of me, and I reluctantly pushed it back to its original place. Then, Ba Wang turned around and told Wen Hui to eat.

  The tyrant has already spoken, and Wen Hui is too embarrassed to make a fuss, so she lowers her head and eats quietly. After dinner, neither I nor Wen Hui say another word. The tyrant and Song Mu Zhi are chatting harmoniously about the Shanghai World Expo.

  After dinner, I knew it was time to leave and headed towards the kitchen. Song Mu-zhi and Wen Hui were about to leave, but Ba Wang called out to me, telling me that the two of them were leaving. I wasn't deaf, so of course I could hear him, but I really didn't want to put on a smiling face in front of Song Mu-zhi and Wen Hui again. Nowadays, even pretending to be polite felt exhausting to me.

  The overlord's sharp eyes swept over, I gritted my teeth and followed behind the overlord, bidding farewell to Song Mu-zhi and Wen Hui, making me seem like the mistress of Xiaobailou. ***, I was very clear that the overlord just wanted me to put on a show for Song Mu-zhi. My affair with Song Mu-zhi had long since returned to dust, and we were no longer connected in any way. He was really elevating my status too much!

  Song Mu stood at the door and smiled at me, saying "Bai Bai", then turned around and left. That was the first time he looked straight at me since entering the house. I don't know why, but I felt uncomfortable and couldn't understand how we became like this.

  The door closed, and the Overlord sneered from behind, saying that everyone had left, and who was being reluctant to part with. I'm used to his cold sarcasm, so it's not worth getting angry or emotional. When facing the Overlord, I also don't have the energy to throw a tantrum.

  I continued to wipe the table, Bawang grabbed my arm, he asked who I was showing a smelly face to. I raised my head and smiled at him, he pinched my chin with a cold smile and said it's hard to see an old lover!

  If it were someone else in a different scenario, I might think they're just being jealous. But who am I? Who is the Overlord?! To him, I'm like the dirt in the corner of his eye, disgusting. When he says those things, it's just because he has pent-up frustration and is taking it out on me.

  I remained silent and didn't respond, he got angry, pursed his lips, and forcefully pushed me to the side. My back suddenly crashed into the wooden dining table, it really hurt like hell when I hit it, my back was so painful that I couldn't straighten up. The tyrant didn't care about me at all, his left hand grasped my arm tightly, pinning me against the edge of the table, while his right hand squeezed without mercy, saying "Speak!"

  If people were rational at this time, I would admire her ability, and she could be called the Ninja Turtle. At least I couldn't do it. I swung open the tyrant's hand with force, raised my head and stared at him, scolding: What do you want me to say? If you're angry, vent your anger on someone else, don't find fault with me.

  I don't know if it's pain or anger, but my eyes are already red. The overlord saw that I was usually gentle and didn't expect me to resist, he was stunned, stretched out his hand to tie up my waist and coldly said, "It seems like you're heartbroken!"

  I have no idea what the hell Ba Wang is, what's inside that pig head, I couldn't communicate with him, so I just raised my hands and admitted defeat, I told him you can think whatever you want.

  I was holding a bowl and chopsticks, about to leave, when the tyrant grabbed my waist from behind and gave me another push. The bowl and chopsticks in my hand fell to the ground, making a loud "pa" sound. Four or five plates shattered on the floor. My back hit the dinner table again, hurting so much that I frowned and let out a hissing sound.

  The anger I had accumulated was like ignited explosives, and without thinking about it, I slapped the tyrant's face with a loud slap. The tyrant's face shifted to the right, his body standing still on the spot, my hand trembling violently.

  My eyes are already blurry, I'm clearly scared to death, but I summoned up a surge of courage. I loudly questioned the tyrant, saying "I'm also a human being, my blood is also hot, I'm not made of wood, I have emotions and can feel pain." What did I do to provoke you? Even if I was a murderer, he would still have the chance to start anew. It's not easy for me to leave the nightclub, you know how much I want to live a peaceful life. Your one sentence has ruined all my efforts. Fine, I admit I'm scared of death, I'm not a noble person who dares to defy you.

  Tears streaming down my face, I continue to speak out, even if he gets angry. He's been treating me terribly, and I keep questioning the tyrant. You want to take advantage of me? What can I do? I don't have a wealthy or influential father to back me up. I admit defeat. Do you plan on dealing with me like this? Fine! I just hope you'll let me rest for a bit; I really don't have the energy to keep up with you anymore.

  At this moment, I am weak, I no longer resist, my heart is tired, my body is also tired, let's just follow fate! I tried to push away the overlord, but the overlord still held my waist with both hands, he carried me onto the dinner table, he wrapped his arms around my head and pressed it against his chest, stroking my head again and again, his movements were particularly clumsy.

  I never thought Ba Wang would do this, stiffening in his arms without moving, even my tears stopped. The first reaction of my brain was what he wanted to do, but the person at that time was not Ba Wang.

  He noticed that I had stopped crying, so he lowered his head and looked at me. He asked if I didn't want to cry anymore. I stared at him tightly, trying to figure out what he was thinking. His face raised an eyebrow, revealing big eyes, he gritted his teeth and looked down at me, saying word by word: "I remember warning you not to hit my old man's face again. You son of a bitch, are your ears deaf?"

  He scolded very loudly, my ears were buzzing, the overlord is indeed the overlord, and it's really just a sudden impulse. I was afraid that he would give me a slap in the face like last time. But the next second, he started unbuttoning my sweater, I opened my eyes wide, no way! At this time, he actually wanted to do something.

  Damn it! At this time, the ghost has no mood to do it, I hate to be far away from him. He unbuttons, and I quickly button up, we are having a button chase game. The tyrant lost and started to get angry, glaring at me and scolding, if you move again, I'll chop you off.

  I don't want to be a little white rabbit, letting him exploit me. I stared straight at him and told him that I didn't want to do it. He didn't listen to my words at all, and he loudly said that he would do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted.

  He grabbed my hair and pressed me against the dinner table, grasped my hands and unbuttoned them. His thigh was pressing against my knee, holding me tightly in place. He seemed to be very experienced! He pulled down my jeans and rushed in.

  I'm bent over in pain, ***. What's going on here? The two people who were fighting to the death earlier are now doing the most intimate thing. I'm so angry that I want to kick him off me, but he grabs my ankle and won't let me move at all.

  The reason for the quarrel, he became extremely indignant and vented his anger through exercise. He disliked the dinner table being uncomfortable, so he picked me up and put me on the sofa. In the end, I asked grandma to tell grandpa, and only then did he let me go. He lay on my neck, breathing heavily, and without thinking, I blurted out a sentence: "Wenxin has been looking for you, he wants to get on top of you."

  Ba Wang is a perceptive person, he naturally understood the implication of the words. He coldly smiled and responded, Wen Hui indeed has no blood relation with me. I thought Ba Wang and Wen Hui's relationship was not quite ordinary, thinking they might be closer than usual, but didn't think it had anything to do with blood ties.

  The boss's words shocked me into silence. He forcefully tapped on my forehead and cursed, "Don't think of me as such a scumbag."