Chapter 70 — I've Avenged You
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Yes! In a moment she would go tell Yaoyao that she had gotten revenge on her behalf. Yesterday Yaoyao had swallowed Wei Zhao's spit; today Wei Zhao was using the chopsticks she had used, eating the rice she had taken a bite of and left behind—so Wei Zhao had swallowed her spit too. Now they were even.
"Eat slowly—here, have something to drink." Shen Yushu handed Wei Zhao the bottle of orange juice from earlier.
"Oh, thanks." Put that way by Shen Yushu, Wei Zhao realized he really was a bit choked. He took the orange juice and drank a couple of mouthfuls—then suddenly sensed something was off. "This orange juice..."
"Oh, Gu Mengyao took a couple of sips just now and then left. I didn't want it to go to waste, so I gave it to you." Shen Yushu looked at Wei Zhao with an utterly innocent expression. "By the way, you're not going to despise her for it, are you? You're not going to go rinse your mouth out and throw up, are you?"
"Oh." Wei Zhao responded flatly. He knew perfectly well that Shen Yushu had done it on purpose, but to him it was nothing at all. Back in the primeval forest, every piece of iron on their bodies had basically been turned into weapons—all except one set of tableware that everyone shared in turn. Wei Zhao had long since cultivated that kind of fortitude.
Besides... a beauty's saliva is not something just anyone gets to taste. Who knows, Gu Mengyao could spit, and that fool Zhong Yongliang would probably lick it up. Wei Zhao thought wickedly.
Seeing that Wei Zhao had no particular reaction, Shen Yushu felt a little disappointed. But then a thought struck her: she had taken a sip from that orange juice earlier herself, so didn't that mean... At this, Shen Yushu could not help but blush.
Still, after being diluted by Gu Mengyao's saliva, there should be nothing of hers left on it, right? Shen Yushu consoled herself. Yes, it had to be so.
"Hey, Mr. Arrow-Shield, I'm thirsty. Pour me a glass of plain water," said Shen Yushu, who had eaten something a bit too salty, giving Wei Zhao her orders.
"Get it yourself." Wei Zhao did not even lift his eyes, and kept on eating.
"Toilet paper... television..." Shen Yushu coughed twice.
Wei Zhao rolled his eyes. Had that become some kind of code word? Somewhat helplessly he rose to pour Shen Yushu water. Thinking that Shen Yushu had been fairly decent to him, and had not forgotten him when eating, Wei Zhao put up with it.
If Yang Huaijun knew he spent his days waiting on two young ladies, he would probably split his sides laughing.
He poured Shen Yushu a glass of water. He had learned that morning that hers was the pink cup, so Wei Zhao went about it with practiced ease.
"Thank you, Mr. Arrow-Shield." Shen Yushu took the cup Wei Zhao handed her and said sweetly.
Wei Zhao said nothing and went on eating. Shen Yushu had thought that if she acted a little coy, Wei Zhao might be more willing, but her coyness was wasted on a blind man. In Wei Zhao's eyes, apparently, the braised chicken on the table was more appealing than she was.
In truth, Wei Zhao was not blind. With a beauty before his eyes, how could his heart not stir? But he was here on a mission. To put it plainly, this was only a brief encounter. Once the mission was over, each would go their separate ways, and perhaps they would never meet again in this life. Wei Zhao did not want to leave behind too many emotional entanglements.
What was more, he had been sent by Gu Pengzhan to accompany Gu Mengyao to school. If he went and got involved with Gu Mengyao's closest girlfriend, what kind of mess would that be? A man could not be that much of a bastard.