90: Chapter 90: Washing dishes until they all shattered; his fake girlfriend wanted to meet his parents!

At this moment, in the old house of the Tang Family.

Su Wantang was grumbling as she worked: "Tang Luochuan, you're bullying me."

"What did I do?"

"I don't know how to wash dishes..."

"The daughters-in-law around here all know how to wash dishes; it reflects the excellent virtues of being a good wife and mother, and being thrifty and diligent."

Tang Luochuan really wasn't lying about this; he had seen several of the older brothers in the village get married, and whenever a new bride arrived, she would always take the initiative to show off a little.

They would take the initiative to help with cooking, dishwashing, and cleaning.

It was all just for show; after some time, they would go back to living however they usually did.

But Su Wantang wasn't lying either; it was truly the first time in her life she had ever washed dishes.

And it was a job Tang Luochuan had 'taken on' for her.

After the meal, Zhu Xiumei had originally intended to wash them herself, but Tang Luochuan suddenly shouted: "Wantang, you don't have to! No need to help wash, just let my mom wash them herself."

Su Wantang looked at him with a confused expression, pointing at herself: "What did I say? When did I say that?"

"Oh, really, no need!"

Hearing their conversation, Zhu Xiumei also indicated at the time that she could just wash them herself.

But the social pleasantries had already reached this point, and Zhu Xiumei had taken it seriously.

She had no choice but to continue playing the role of a 'good daughter-in-law,' and immediately told her: "Auntie, you go on and get busy, leave the dishes to me, you've worked hard."

Looking at the pile of dishes now, Su Wantang pouted and said with dissatisfaction: "If I had known, I wouldn't have eaten so much; I'll never finish washing these."

"Hahaha!" Tang Luochuan laughed heartily, then walked over and rolled up his sleeves: "I was just teasing you; I originally wanted to make you wash the dishes to pay for the meal! After all..."

Suddenly, he lowered his voice and leaned into the girl's ear: "After all, you aren't my girlfriend, so you can't eat my family's food for free."

Su Wantang felt an itch on her ear from the breath he exhaled: "Then why are you helping me now?"

After saying this, the girl licked her lips, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Do you feel bad for me?" Su Wantang boldly added, encouraging him to be a bit bolder.

Tang Luochuan pointed to the trash can on the side, where a few shards of dishes lay: "You've been washing for ten minutes and only finished 5 bowls! You broke 3; I'm afraid we won't have any bowls to eat dinner with tonight."

"You..." Su Wantang's eyes widened instantly, and she glared at him angrily.

Tang Luochuan suddenly gave a mischievous smile and lightly flicked his hand in front of her. The dish soap foam on his hand went "splat" and landed precisely on the tip of her nose.

"Haha!"

"How can you be so bad!"

Su Wantang was both embarrassed and annoyed, hurriedly raising her hand to block, while her dripping wet hands also splashed water at him in retaliation.

Water droplets splashed onto Tang Luochuan's cheeks and neck, feeling cool, yet they made one's heart burn.

"Hahaha..."

The kitchen was in chaos...

Until a series of crisp sounds came—'Clatter, crash.'

Immediately, the two stopped messing around, and the air froze.

"Tang... Tang Luochuan... this was you. It's not my fault, don't tell Auntie." Su Wantang looked at the shards of dishes all over the floor with a sorrowful face and said cautiously.

She bent down to pick up a bowl that looked relatively intact, and added: "Can this still be used?"

"Damn it..." Tang Luochuan's expression wasn't good either: "How is this any different from a beggar's bowl from decades ago? They're all chipped... This... not a single one can be used anymore?"

"Ding, ding, ding," just as he was speaking, his phone rang.

He saw it was a call from his mom.

"Hello, Mom?"

"Luochuan, have you and Wantang finished washing the dishes? Your grandfather is calling for you, I can't stop him, you should come over."

"Yeah! The dishes don't need to be washed anymore, they're shattered all over the floor! Didn't I tell you about Grandpa? I'm not going!"

"Your grandfather misses you and says he wants to see your partner."

"Ah? Mom! Why do you tell him everything? I'm here..."

"Hurry up, if you don't come, your grandfather will get angry."

"He..." Tang Luochuan frowned deeply and glanced at Su Wantang.

Su Wantang had heard everything clearly from the side; she bit her upper lip, feeling a little expectant, and whispered: "How about we go over and see?"

"Fine..." Tang Luochuan finally relented, sighed, and said: "Alright, I'll head over in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Su Wantang's eyes were shining: "Let's go! Let's go right now!"

Just the thought of being able to play the role of his girlfriend for his grandfather again made her heart race with excitement.

She was from the Shanghai Theatre Academy; although she was in the dance school, she still took some acting classes.

"I can definitely play the girlfriend role well!" she thought to herself, but another voice in her heart reminded her: is this really what she wanted to play? Or was it what she wanted to be!

Tang Luochuan cleaned up the dishes on the floor and went to get the car keys.

Su Wantang stood where she was, thinking about what he had said in the car earlier—'Have you really made up your mind yet?'

...

Ten minutes later, the old Volkswagen parked at the entrance of Zhu Jianhua's house.

Outside, the crowd was still smoking and chatting on the street.

Seeing that familiar Volkswagen, Zhu Chen was stunned: "Tang Hai, isn't that your car?"

Tang Hai took a look and said: "Yeah, it's mine. Luochuan drove it here."

"Then how did you and Xiumei get here?"

"I... I... Luochuan, come here quickly! Your grandfather is here." Tang Hai hurriedly changed the subject.

Zhu Chen rolled his eyes at him: "I'm such a big person, can he not see me?"

Tang Hai had intentionally changed the subject, but Zhu Jianhua on the side had different thoughts rising in his heart; he had been thinking about that E300 from earlier.

Standing at his own door, one couldn't see that car; the other party had parked quite far away, but to say it was borrowed from a colleague? He didn't believe it!!

Meng Fanyi stared fixedly at the car, her heart feeling inexplicably sour.

There was no helping it, Zhu Jianhua was just too ordinary-looking.

What woman doesn't like a handsome man? Especially someone like Tang Luochuan, who makes one's heart flutter at a single glance.

But reality was right there; weighing the pros and cons, she could only choose Zhu Jianhua.

He worked hard in Shanghai, earned a monthly salary of over twenty thousand, and could occasionally give her some pocket money.

What about Tang Luochuan? He was just a student still asking his family for living expenses.

But the next second, the two young people who stepped out of the car made everyone's eyes light up.

They were such a perfect match! A talented man and a beautiful woman—it couldn't be better than this.

Su Wantang got out of the car and hurriedly trotted to Tang Luochuan's side: "Luochuan, there are too many people, you help me introduce them later, what should I call them?"

"Got it..."

Tang Luochuan walked forward nonchalantly, seeing familiar figures one by one—they were all relatives from his grandfather's side—and it really felt like he was bringing his wife home.

He suddenly turned around, his eyes slightly frivolous: "Hey, Su Wantang."

"What?"

"What do you think would happen if we turned our fake act into reality?"