Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

Chapter 22 Sisters' Conspiracy

At seven o'clock in the morning, at the Jiangcheng Song and Dance Troupe's residential building.

Watching An Qianqian skip and hop out the door carrying eggs, Liu Xiaoli reached out and grabbed her hand viciously.

There were no performances scheduled for today, and I was finally able to get a good night's sleep, but Anxi woke me up to boil eggs.

If it weren't to lull Zhou Xiaobai into a false sense of security so you could come to my door and get a beating, would you really want to eat my boiled eggs? Maybe in your next life.

How old is my daughter?

You little bastard, you're so shameless! You're making me give money to my daughter to support her gigolo?

But when Liu Xiaoli thought about how Zhou Xiaobai had seen her like a mouse seeing a cat when he brought his daughter home yesterday, she couldn't help but laugh.

She subconsciously touched her face: Am I really that scary?

Although their first meeting was dramatic, and Zhou Xiaobai had made her angry, he managed to vent all her anger that day. Back at work, she didn't even want to argue.

Seeing his adorable, cat-like demeanor with Anxixi during the performance a few days ago, I had the urge to teach him a lesson to vent my anger, but then I inexplicably felt relieved.

Later, the daughter patted her chest and assured him that she knew kung fu and could kick a tree as thick as a bowl in half with one kick!

Otherwise, how could she feel at ease letting her daughter run around with a boy her own age all day?

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoli first laughed, then gritted her teeth—she had to vent her anger again, or she would lose money.

"Ring ring..." The phone rang.

"Hey... Wenqiong... Okay... I'll be there at nine o'clock sharp."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Xiaoli smiled.

She had heard from her cousin Zhou Wenqiong that she had adopted a younger brother, and she had always wanted to go and see him.

But recently, the dance troupe's "Chu Yun" has become incredibly popular, with theater events coming one after another, keeping her extremely busy. The director privately told her that the play has a very good chance of winning a major award next year. This is the highest honor in the arts, representing the pinnacle of thought, art, and production.

As soon as the news came out, the whole team was energized.

For Liu Xiaoli, this is not only an honor, but also a proof—she has to show some people that she, Liu Xiaoli, can still live a wonderful life without them!

At 9:00 AM sharp, Liu Xiaoli arrived at the beauty salon where she had arranged to meet Zhou Wenqiong.

The moment two graceful beauties entered, the entire store seemed to brighten up.

Once inside the private room, Zhou Wenqiong spoke briefly with the waitress, asking her to wait for further notice before entering, and then immediately closed the door.

Meeting Liu Xiaoli's puzzled gaze, Zhou Wenqiong kept her in suspense, intending to shock her first before discussing the important matter: "Cousin, do you know who my adopted brother is?"

"Who?" Liu Xiaoli was even more curious about her little cousin whom she hadn't met yet. "Didn't you vehemently disagree when Auntie said she wanted to adopt him? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Although she wanted to teach Zhou Xiaobai a lesson, she had to share her feelings with her cousin first, otherwise she wouldn't be in the mood later: "At first, I thought my mom was exaggerating. I thought if there really was such a good kid, he would have been snatched up long ago. But after visiting the orphanage, I realized my mom's description was actually quite mild! I fell in love with him at first sight!"

"An orphanage? Is it that little bastard Zhou Xiaobai from Yucai School?" Liu Xiaoli blurted out.

She felt the world was so small; it was like a flood rushing into the Dragon King's temple.

Zhou Xiaobai, Zhou Xiaobai! Have you delivered yourself into my hands?

We have such a deep connection!

"Yes, it's him. This is what I came to talk to you about." Zhou Wenqiong sat up abruptly, her unusually full breasts trembling.

But you should clean up the mess; you can't just yell at him like that!

She was furious. "You little bastard? Are you including me in your insults?"

"Ah! No."

Liu Xiaoli first denied it, then invoked the charge of collective punishment.

She reached out and pinched Zhou Wenqiong's full breasts hard. Since she couldn't beat that little bastard now, she would deal with his sister first.

Zhou Wenqiong slapped her hand away, surprised that her cousin was so angry with Zhou Xiaobai. She asked why, "How did you meet him? Tell me first."

"Zhou Xiaobai tried to extort money from me and even insulted me..." Liu Xiaoli recounted the dramatic events that had transpired with Zhou Xiaobai in detail, and even acted out the scene for her cousin.

"Pfft!" Zhou Wenqiong laughed so hard she almost cried, gasping for breath. "Sis...sister, you...you got hit by him and then tried to extort money from him...and then you hit him...and in the end you got yelled at like a dog? Is this hilarious?"

"What do you think? I don't care, you deal with him for me, or I'll do it myself." Liu Xiaoli acted like a rogue, just like the two sisters had been since they were little.

"That's easy to talk about. Don't rush. Tell me more about him and Qianqian." Zhou Wenqiong asked about the details she had missed earlier.

As for hitting your brother? I called you here to help me teach him a lesson. Besides, I often hit your daughter too.

"He's been hanging out with Qianqian a lot lately, they're like inseparable friends." Liu Xiaoli said with a smile, but when a woman holds a grudge, she holds it against her. "I want Qianqian to bring him back so I can teach him a lesson again."

"No wonder, no wonder, this little bastard is really afraid of you hitting him!" Zhou Wenqiong nodded.

"Heh! Didn't you curse him too?" Liu Xiaoli rolled her eyes at her, annoyed. "What do you mean he's afraid I'll hit him? Does he even know that?"

Zhou Wenqiong coughed twice and began to tell her story: "When we adopted her, I mentioned to Xiaobai that I had a niece named An Qianqian, but he said he didn't know her..."

"Impossible, they've known each other for a long time," Liu Xiaoli interrupted.

"What's your rush? Let me finish. I guarantee it'll make your head spin." Zhou Wenqiong glanced at Liu Xiaoli and continued her story—from their first meeting at the hospital to the adoption. Then, from Zhou Xiaobai moving in the night before last to everything that had happened in the last two days, she recounted it all without missing a single detail.

"what!"

Liu Xiaoli recalled how Zhou Xiaobai had acted like a frightened kitten when he saw her yesterday. It turned out he already knew she was his cousin: "So, Qianqian kept calling him 'little brother' and even beat him up, and he was just keeping it a secret from Qianqian, waiting to become my uncle and turn the tables. And by becoming my cousin, will he save me from having to deal with him?"

"Yes, that's right. If I hadn't overheard, I wouldn't have known he'd schemed against me too." Zhou Wenqiong said angrily, slamming her hand on the chair. "I thought people outside said he was a fool, but he's not a fool at all! He's a shrewd shrew. His intelligence is no less than an adult's. If I hadn't overheard last night, I would still be completely in the dark."

Liu Xiaoli was overjoyed; the fact that her own cousin had also been humiliated made her feel much better.

However, you dare to make us sisters fight amongst ourselves? It seems you've got some nerve!

My cousin came to see me at this time, it seems she wants to team up with me to cause trouble?

Thinking of this, she said with a theatrical flair, "So, do you suggest we do it ourselves, or tell Sisi and have her come?"

"Let's pretend we don't know anything for now. Let Qianqian do whatever she wants at the family reunion banquet tomorrow, and then our show will begin. Got it?" Zhou Wenqiong said, laughing so hard she almost fell over, her chest heaving again.

The two sisters were so close that they didn't even need to say a word; the other person understood their meaning.

As for children fighting? In their eyes, it's just child's play. We're just watching the show, watching tomorrow's excitement. Both of them harbor a wicked sense of humor.

"Okay!" Liu Xiaoli wanted to laugh too, but her gaze was involuntarily drawn to the unusually full and vibrant smile of Zhou Wenqiong. She had just pinched her and felt something was off.

She couldn't help but reach out and probe again: "Wenqiong, have you gone through a second growth spurt? Or did you secretly get some work done? It feels even bigger than mine." The sensation from her fingertips confirmed her earlier suspicions.

"Go away! What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhou Wenqiong scolded, slapping her hand away. "Didn't they say that breastfeeding makes you bigger?"

"Who told you that feeding a baby will make it bigger? That's not true at all." Liu Xiaoli was still unconvinced and curiously pinched it again, trying to determine if it was true or not. Suddenly, a thought popped into her head, "You...fed Xiaobai?"

"Mmm! Didn't you get bigger after feeding Qianqian?" Zhou Wenqiong nodded.

Liu Xiaoli found it both absurd and funny, yet the effect before her eyes seemed real: "That was just a joke I made on you before, you actually believed it?"

Zhou Wenqiong also became puzzled, and the strange, faint warm current that had been lingering in her chest for the past two nights resurfaced in her mind.

Could this little brat have some other trick up his sleeve?