Chapter 779 - 420: Not Easy (3)

The naturally exquisite features combined perfectly, creating a beauty that couldn’t be easily dissected, shaping an unparalleled face in this world. And then there was the body, which was a topic that couldn’t be detailed, partially veiled like a pipa half-hidden in the mist...

Beauty, beauty that made the few present stop arguing and simultaneously direct their gaze toward the bathroom.

"Great figure."

Huang Tianxuan’s eyes carried a hint of admiration, mixed with a bit of emotion. When it came to figure, she was the confident one, but President Huang saw Zhao Duoduo’s flat stomach and was reminded of her own pregnancy. In a few months, her belly would rise high, and her figure would lose shape.

"Heh, the size is about the same as in my dreams."

"Not about the same, it’s exactly the same."

Unlike Huang Tianxuan, who was caught in emotion, Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning were critiquing, precisely speaking, appraising the chest and the hips.

"Get out, all of you, get out!"

Zhao Qingge was both angry and embarrassed, tightly clutching a towel in one hand and trying to close the door with the other. But seeing Li Peifeng’s face with a disappointed yet complex expression, her hand wavered slightly.

"Honey, am I going out too?!"

If she left him outside, perhaps...

"You, come in!"

Zhao Qingge hesitated as she yanked Li Peifeng into the bathroom, and only then did she close and swiftly lock the door.

"Who let you inside?"

Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning’s expressions changed, while Huang Tianxuan was also surprised. The three of them immediately attempted to open the door again.

"Open the door, Sister Zhao, quickly open the door. Is it okay to let him in? He’ll definitely bully you to death, you can’t handle it!"

"Zhao Qingge, your brain seems as malleable as dough. If you want to die, I’ll help you; you don’t need him to lift a finger!"

"Ah, Peifeng, I warn you, my child is still in my belly. If you dare lay a finger on Sister Zhao, I’ll make you pay!"

Outside the door, the three girls were saying all sorts of things. Inside, Zhao Qingge crossed her arms over her chest, expressionless, lips slightly trembling, eyes fixed on Li Peifeng.

"Is today our first day of marriage or the first day of divorce? With behavior like yours and theirs...do you still expect me to have any good attitude towards you?!"

Li Peifeng wiped the numerous lipstick marks off his face with water, sighing, "I also want to be devoted, ideally so that no one else would even be interested. I want other women not to even want to touch me...but reality doesn’t allow for this! My face bears eight notable characters: ’Fenghua Juedai, Budebu Ai’ (Unparalleled Charm, Can’t Help but Love), what can I do?!"

Zhao Qingge clenched her fists, snorted. "A serpent’s deceptive words, springing from the mouth. Cunning words as the reed, with face so thick!"

Li Peifeng incredously said, "Zhao Duoduo, if you dare, look at my face and repeat what you just said!"

Zhao Qingge sneered without a word, and Wu Wenyue outside heard this clearly, laughing heartily, praising, "Well said, rightly scolded...let him out, and I’ll exercise on his face on your behalf."

Xu Manning and Huang Tianxuan continued to persuade Zhao Qingge to open the door and let Li Peifeng out, but Zhao Qingge wouldn’t agree. Instead, she told them to leave if they had nothing else, and Li Peifeng tried to reason with them, urging empathy.

"Enough with the fuss and just go back. Do you want to be disturbed like this when I marry you on our wedding night?!"

Though Wu, Xu, and Huang were being quite disruptive, depriving Li Peifeng and Old Zhao of their bridal night opportunity on the wedding day, he understood their actions.

Ultimately, it stemmed from Li Peifeng and Zhao Qingge getting their marriage license first, leaving them as newcomers in fancy clothes while the older ones stained with tears.

They were jealous, heartbroken, uncomfortable, and most importantly, afraid that Li Peifeng wouldn’t fulfill his initial promise, wouldn’t marry each of them in turn, or might even abandon them. So they had to act, assert their presence, and compete for love.

But reaching this point, Li Peifeng had to set his attitude clearly. Today was about being with Old Zhao exclusively; the others had to make concessions.

"You all go back to your rooms. I’ll talk to you later...now, give us some private space!"

Li Peifeng’s stance was resolute, leaving the three girls very disappointed. They exchanged glances and reluctantly and unwillingly lingered, eventually leaving the master bedroom.

Li Peifeng sensed each of their feelings as they left, promising to make amends afterward. However, the bridal chamber event couldn’t be postponed any longer — it had to be tonight!

"It seems they haven’t left yet."

Zhao Qingge came out of the bathroom, frowning at the voices from downstairs. "They’re staying here tonight!"

"Let them stay then; we don’t need to mind them. Let’s continue our bath."

"You go shower next door."

Zhao Qingge pursed her lips. "Come back immediately after you finish, and don’t go looking for them."

Li Peifeng retorted, "What if they come looking for me?"

Zhao Qingge took a deep breath. "You use the shower, I’ll use the bathtub...no peeking!"

The master bathroom had a curtain that could block views between the shower and bathtub area. Usually tucked away, it was now in use, as Zhao Qingge pulled it to create a private space around the bathtub.

However, the space was very cramped; the bathtub was rather small for Li Peifeng, let alone accommodating Old Zhao for a joint bath. So, he obediently cleaned up and left the bathroom, lying on the big bed, patiently waiting. Meanwhile, he tried communicating with the three downstairs.

But they seemed either unwilling or too busy to talk with Li Peifeng.

Huang Tianxuan was occupied with a video meeting with her team, discussing the results of the second phase clinical trials of a new drug, while Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning seemed not entirely resigned, contemplating further mischief on the second floor...