126: Chapter 126 I don't mind.

"You're usually quite sharp when it comes to food, so why are you such a dense block of wood when it comes to matters of the heart?"

"Are you sick in the head?"

Shen Lingfu finally lost her patience and tore off her mask, her voice turning sharp: "Jiang Feiyu, are you even a woman?"

"You like Chen Shanzhi, so how can you just stand by and watch him being all lovey-dovey with another woman, acting like a couple?"

"Doesn't it make you feel suffocated? Don't you want to keep him all to yourself?"

Facing Shen Lingfu's exasperated questioning, Jiang Feiyu appeared exceptionally calm.

She even asked with extreme confusion: "Why would that make me feel suffocated?"

Jiang Feiyu shrugged and said matter-of-factly: "In the Great Jiang Dynasty, which man with any bit of ability doesn't have a few wives and concubines? My father had several concubines back home."

"Chen Shanzhi is so capable, his talent is so high, and he's good-looking too. Isn't it perfectly normal for women to like him?"

"If Sister Wanqing gets together with him, then so be it. It's no big deal. Besides, the laws of Great Jiang don't state that he can't have anyone else after marrying Sister Wanqing."

The more she spoke, the more Jiang Feiyu felt she was making sense, and she even started counting on her fingers: "That doesn't prevent me from being with him too."

"When the time comes, we'll all live in the same big courtyard; the more people, the merrier. We can set a huge table for meals, just thinking about it makes me happy!"

"！！！" Shen Lingfu felt as if she had been struck by lightning and stood there completely frozen.

She widened her eyes, staring at Jiang Feiyu as if she were looking at an alien.

She's crazy! This world is absolutely insane!

Does this woman even know what she's saying? She actually proactively accepted the setup of sharing a husband with others?

And she even thinks having many people for dinner is lively?

Shen Lingfu was so frustrated she was shaking: "Jiang Feiyu! Do you have no shame? You are the only Disciple of the Four Seas Academy Master!"

"Even if you're willing to accept having multiple wives and concubines, are you really content to let that woman, Ouyang Wanqing, be the 'main wife'?"

"If she becomes the legal wife, you'll just be a concubine when you enter the house! You'll have to serve her tea and water every morning and act according to her mood! Can you endure that kind of grievance?"

Shen Lingfu threw out her final trump card—the class conflict between the legal wife and the concubine!

Hearing this question, Jiang Feiyu was uncharacteristically silent.

She didn't immediately retort but lowered her head with extreme seriousness, her brows furrowed as she sank into deep contemplation.

Watching Jiang Feiyu's expression, Shen Lingfu let out a long breath, and a cold smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth again.

That's right, this is normal! In this world, status is everything! I don't believe that a dignified Disciple of the Academy Master can swallow the indignity of being a concubine! As long as you get angry, this fire is lit!

About ten or so breaths later, Jiang Feiyu's furrowed brows finally smoothed out, as if she had solved an incredibly complex problem of the century.

She raised her head, looked at Shen Lingfu, and said with a serious face: "I've thought about it carefully."

"Sister Wanqing comes from the Prime Minister's Mansion. She's been immersed in that environment since childhood, is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, understands social nuances, and is an expert at managing accounts and the household."

"As for me, I can't do anything except fight and eat. If I had to manage the accounts for a household as big as the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, my head would explode."

Jiang Feiyu nodded with extreme objectivity and even a hint of admiration: "So, if Chen Shanzhi really needs to take a wife, Sister Wanqing is indeed more suitable to be the 'main wife' than I am."

"In the future, she manages the money, and I manage the eating. It's the perfect division of labor!"

Silence, deathly silence.

Shen Lingfu's mouth hung slightly open, her eyes dull, and her brain completely crashed in an instant.

She had prepared a belly full of manipulative words and scripts to sow discord. In the face of Jiang Feiyu's Heaven-Defying train of thought, which could be called the 'Model of Xuanhuan Womanly Virtue', it was all shattered to pieces!

This woman not only wasn't jealous and didn't fight for the man, but she had even started planning the future family division of labor for her love rival?

"You... you..." Shen Lingfu pointed at Jiang Feiyu, her finger trembling, unable to squeeze out a complete sentence for a long time.

She felt like a total clown.

Watching Shen Lingfu's expression as if she had seen a ghost, a flash of extremely hidden light suddenly flickered in Jiang Feiyu's clear, big eyes.

"But having said that..." Jiang Feiyu narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone suddenly becoming intriguing: "Lingfu, why did you run over here to babble so much to me today?"

"You usually act like you despise even speaking to Chen Shanzhi, so why are you so concerned about his love life today?"

Being stared at by Jiang Feiyu's direct gaze, Shen Lingfu's heart suddenly panicked. Damn it, I almost slipped up!

She quickly took a deep breath, forced a smile that looked worse than crying, and covered up: "I... I'm just worried about you!"

Shen Lingfu argued hastily: "We are all classmates in the Heaven Class. I just don't want to see a pure girl like you have the man you like snatched away by Ouyang Wanqing. I wanted you to be brave and express your feelings to Chen Shanzhi!"

"Oh, I see." Jiang Feiyu nodded noncommittally.

Then, she reached out and gently brushed the glowing Waist Token at her waist.

As the light flickered, two steaming meat buns, each the size of an adult's fist, appeared out of thin air in her hands.

Jiang Feiyu picked up a meat bun with extreme familiarity and took a huge bite. Rich meat juices flowed down the corner of her mouth, and while chewing happily, she said indistinctly: "I appreciate your good intentions."

"But I really don't care about these things. Right now, I can patrol the streets with Chen Shanzhi every day and eat together. Occasionally, I can even snatch his snacks; I'm already quite satisfied with this kind of relationship."

Speaking of which, Jiang Feiyu suddenly stopped chewing.

She raised her head, and on that pretty face stained with oil, a smile that was extremely bright, and could even be called 'magnanimous', suddenly appeared.

"Oh right, Lingfu." Jiang Feiyu looked at Shen Lingfu's face, which was almost turning the color of a pig's liver, and added a knife with extreme sincerity: "Actually, Chen Shanzhi is a pretty good person."

"Even if one day he takes a fancy to you and takes you, the Young Miss of Treasure Pavilion, into his room as a warm-bed maid, I, as his brother, would only be happy for him and would absolutely not be jealous!"

"After all, Treasure Pavilion is so rich. If you enter the house, our family's food budget will definitely double!"

Killing, and striking at the heart!

"You!" Shen Lingfu felt a surge of blood rush to her head, and her vision went black.

What does it mean to take her in as a warm-bed maid? What does it mean to improve the food?! Is she treating her, the young master of the Treasure Pavilion, as a mobile meal ticket ATM?

"Pah!" Shen Lingfu could no longer maintain her pure green tea disguise; her defense was completely broken, and she spat fiercely on the ground.

"Stop trying to disgust me!" Shen Lingfu gritted her teeth, her delicate face somewhat distorted by extreme annoyance: "Even if I, Shen Lingfu, never get married in this lifetime, I will absolutely never share a man with other women!"

After delivering her harsh words, Shen Lingfu didn't want to stay another second beside this infuriating glutton.

She flicked her sleeve violently, turned around in a huff, and stomped off, fleeing towards the inside of Caishikou to patrol.

That back view, no matter how one looked at it, exuded a sense of pathetic escape.

A breeze blew past the spot, stirring up a few fallen leaves. Jiang Feiyu stood quietly under the archway, watching Shen Lingfu's exasperated back gradually disappear into the crowd.

The heartless, clear, and foolish smile on her face suddenly vanished without warning.

"Click." Jiang Feiyu opened her mouth and threw the remaining half of the meat bun in her hand, skin and filling included, into her mouth in one go.

"Gulp." Without any chewing, she swallowed it down fiercely.

She wiped the oil stains from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve in an extremely casual manner and let out an indistinct cold snort.