Will you still love me even if I'm a man?

Chapter 81: The Start of Happiness

TRANSLATOR:ANGELA <3 

ORIGINAL AUTHOR: ANGELINA

After waiting so long, the day finally arrived, catching everyone by surprise. Happiness came so easily they weren't even mentally prepared yet. Mai Ding was so joyful that he almost passed out.

In front of Mai Ding's parents, An Ziyan sat right next Mai Ding. Mai Ding bit his chopsticks as he glanced at An Ziyan, then gently kicked An Ziyan's foot underneath the table. He really enjoyed this feeling and kept putting food into An Ziyan's bowl: "Try this one, my mom is really good at making this. And this, try this one too."

An Ziyan clenched his teeth and whispered a warning to Mai Ding: "That's enough!" If this continued, all of the food on the table would be gone.

Mai Ding's parents watched how their son only had An Ziyan in his eyes. After raising him for so many years, they had never seen him this attentive before; they couldn't help but feel a little jealous. MaiDing's mother placed her bowl in front of Mai Ding and it was very obvious what she wanted. Mai Ding looked at his mother: "What? You're done eating? Then put your bowl over there."

Mai Ding's mother was so angry as she stared directly at her son. Under the table, An Ziyan stepped on Mai Ding's foot fiercely. Mai Ding frowned in pain and whispered: "Why are you stepping on me for no reason?"

An Ziyan had already given Mai Ding a signal with his eyes, but who would have thought that he would be so stupid. Mai Ding looked at the food, looked at An Ziyan, looked at his mother, and then came to a realization: "Mom, can you change the dishes tomorrow? These dishes you made don't seem to suit An Ziyan's taste." After saying this, he received another harder kick. Until the end of the meal, Mai Ding did not understand what he did to offend An Ziyan. He was obviously being very kind and obedient.

Mai Ding's mother stared coldly at Mai Ding: "Wash the dishes."

Even when his own mother was so cold towards him, Mai Ding could not figure it out. At this time, An Ziyan suddenly stood up: "Auntie, let me wash the dishes."

Mai Ding almost swallowed the plate in his hand. An Ziyan? Taking the initiative to wash dishes? Mai Ding stood up, placed his hand on An Ziyan's forehead, and worryingly asked: "Are you sick?"

"No need, let Mai Ding wash them. How could we let a guest wash the dishes?"

"Don't worry about it, Auntie. I'll do it." Without waiting for a response, An Ziyan took the plates and went to the kitchen. Mai Ding's mother looked at An Ziyan, then looked at Mai Ding: "An Ziyan is so much more thoughtful than you are. Look at how pathetic you are, I feel annoyed just looking at you."

Mai Ding pointed at himself: "Are you kidding me? Him? An Ziyan is more thoughtful than me? Even if you believe that, the majority of the readers definitely won't!"

"What are you on about? Hurry and pick up the plates, go help him."

After being scolded by his mother, Mai Ding was very upset. He could admit that An Ziyan was more handsome than he was, smarter than he was, but he would never say that An Ziyan was more thoughtful. Act, keep acting. Even if you pretend to be a living Buddha, I will still be able to see the two horns on top of your head. But of course, how could Mai Ding let go of a scenario like this? With plates on one hand and his phone in the other, he wanted to secretly take a video and use it as evidence to make fun of An Ziyan for the rest of his life. He peeked into the kitchen to see what was happening inside.

As for An Ziyan, he second he entered the kitchen, his face returned to its usual expressionless state. It was as if he had a serious case of bipolar disorder. He turned on the faucet, picked up the oily plates, and rinsed it in the water. If it was washed clean, then he placed it aside. If it wasn't, then he threw it in the trash. In the end, the majority of the dishes ended up in the trash and only a few of them survived.