Chapter 2: Experimenting with the Thermal Insulation Performance of the Zheng Family's Water Bottle_1

"You despicable person!" The woman's angry face turned red as she spoke, her breathing intensifying noticeably. It was clear that Su Nian's words had angered her greatly.

"As the saying goes, a despicable person sees everybody else as despicable. So, Zheng Haoyu…" Haoyu, the one named, watched her with anticipation as if eager to hear what she'd say next. Then Su Nian casually pointed at herself, "She's calling you despicable."

The woman frantically waved her hands, "No, no, no, Haoyu, you must believe me, I, I meant her, it's her."

Zheng Haoyu smiled, finding the woman increasingly amusing.

"Miss Su, your attempts to sow discord are not very clever."

Su Nian shrugged, expressing indifference.

Seeing that Zheng Haoyu was not angry, the woman turned her angry glare towards Su Nian. With a quick swing of her hand, she reached out to scratch Su Nian's face. Su Nian only felt a gust of wind approach her, signifying the strength of the woman, "You despicable person, ah…" before she could finish, Su Nian splashed a cup of water in her face, causing her to shriek in surprise.

"Oh, is the water too hot? My apologies, I just wanted to see how well the Zheng Family's kettle keeps water warm. I didn't expect it to be quite good, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Su Nian innocently set the cup on the table. Despite her apology, her innocent tone didn't at all seem like that of someone who'd ruthlessly thrown hot water at someone. A hint of viciousness flashed in her peach-blossom eyes.

Zheng Haoyu: "..."

Looking at Su Nian's face full of regret, but seeing that from the moment you poured that cup of water till now, you never sipped it, how could you not know it was too hot?

"Haoyu, you must stand up for me!"

Zheng Haoyu frowned, his handsome eyebrows knitted together in obvious annoyance.

But Su Nian twitched slightly, why does this sentence sound so familiar?

Ah, that's right, in period dramas, there's always someone kneeling in the hall pleading to the master: "Master, you must stand up for this humble girl!"

The tone, the plaintiveness, it is exactly the same no matter how you look at it.

Su Nian glanced at the woman, her white flawless face now streaked with tear tracks. Su Nian furrowed her brow. Are these tears? It's like a flood, coming fast and sudden.

Su Nian thought to herself that if she were a man, she definitely wouldn't just sit by and watch. After all, a beauty's tears are a man's downfall.

"Get out." said Zheng Haoyu coldly.

Indeed, she had upset the woman's sweetheart. Su Nian turned her head to see the woman's triumphant gaze, as if to say, see? Haoyu still likes me after all.

Su Nian reckoned her fate wasn't going to be good, and while the woman has yet to lose her temper, she thought she better get out of there.

Just as Su Nian was about to leave, she heard Zheng Haoyu say coldly, "I was talking to you."

Su Nian was taken aback. This man is truly... ruthless. He was just kissing and cuddling with this woman, and in such a short time, he kicked her aside. How heartless.

Su Nian didn't like this type of man at all. But even if the man is heartless, there are always women who relentlessly throw themselves at him like moths to a flame - and Zheng Haoyu was that flame.

"Haoyu, you should be telling her to leave, not me." The woman's tear-filled eyes began to well up and were on the verge of falling. Su Nian thought she should seize the opportunity to leave so Zheng Haoyu can console her a bit more.

Darn it. When Su Nian realized what she was thinking, she couldn't help but despise herself. This is my husband on our first day of marriage. Why should he console another woman?

Thus, Su Nian calmly sat back on the sofa, not moving.

Who doesn't enjoy a good show? Especially Su Nian, who always enjoys a chaotic situation.