[GL] Meng Po Gave Her a Bowl of Soup By 叶涩

Chapter 18

The room's lights were glaringly bright, almost painfully so, completely unlike the usual frugal style of Old Lady Huang.

Song Wanyue and Xu Ruying stood against the wall like two elementary school kids, heads down, looking utterly pitiful as if they were being punished.

Huang Lan, her silver hair nearly standing on end with anger, had her hands on her hips, looking fierce and menacing: “Who gave you two the nerve to make fun of this old lady, huh?”

In the past, when Mingyu and Wanyue played pranks and occasionally got caught by the old lady, the outcome was almost the same as now. Moreover, Huang Lan had a very Sherlock Holmes-like habit—they both knew that no matter what, the old lady had the patience and determination to dig until she found the real culprit.

—Confession leads to leniency; resistance leads to severity.

Whoever admits their mistake early will suffer less, and everyone can be freed from this torment.

Under the bright lights, Wanyue looked utterly pitiful with her head down. She was already pale, and the light made her appear even more like a poor little rabbit, vulnerable and delicate. She bit her lip and glanced at Xu Ruying with a soft, pleading look.

This gaze clearly conveyed a plea for protection.

In the past, whenever Wanyue and Mingyu were punished, it was always Mingyu who stepped forward without hesitation.

So, out of habit, Miss Song expected that this time the person across from her would do the same.

But is this Mingyu still the same Mingyu from before?

It was clear she was no longer the same person. She had transformed from a loving, doting wife into a ruthless, cold, and shrewd businesswoman. Xu Ruying raised her head slightly and sincerely said to Huang Lan, "It was Wanyue who suggested keeping you company."

Song Wanyue looked at Xu Ruying in shock, but Xu Ruying avoided her gaze. Actually, Mingyu was still innocent, but Xu Ruying had thought it through carefully. After all, Wanyue was practically Huang Lan's daughter now, part of the family—how could an outsider like herself compare? Given Huang Lan's personality, she would definitely be reluctant to blame Wanyue. But if the blame fell on her, who knows what could happen?

Perhaps Old Lady Huang would never want her to visit again.

Huang Lan was a bit surprised by Xu Ruying's response. She pursed her lips and looked at Song Wanyue, "Wanyue, what do you think?"

With those words, half of Xu Ruying's heart sank.

This biased old lady, ugh, ugh, ugh.

Are they ganging up on her now?

Sure enough, Song Wanyue, the one who caught the ball, slowly lifted her head. She "sadly" glanced at Xu Ruying, who had betrayed and calculated against her at a critical moment, and softly said, "Miss Xu is right; it was all my fault. I admit my mistake, Auntie."

Miss Xu?

What does she mean by admitting her mistake?

A wave of disbelief washed over Xu Ruying as she looked at Wanyue in shock. This wasn’t the pure little rabbit she used to know; she had turned into a cunning, black-hearted rabbit.

On the surface, Song Wanyue maintained an expression of sorrow from being betrayed by her teammate, but her eyes gleamed with a hint of mischievous challenge.

For some reason, as she watched the two of them silently exchanging glares, Huang Lan suddenly wanted to pick up her phone and send a meme.

—"Eat shit.JPG"