My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Little Crybaby!-Chapter 132: Didn’t See You as a Masochist

Yu Chengcheng was not in the mood for pleasantries, speaking bluntly and irritably, "If you don’t have money, what are you eating? No wonder you keep following us around—it must be because you want a free meal."

Meng Qi glared at her and said, "How can you speak so rudely? It’s just borrowing a meal card, isn’t it? We’re all classmates, why are you being so stingy?" After she finished speaking, she glared at Jiang Yuan again and stomped off angrily.

Then she went straight to another food service window and took out a meal card to pay for her food.

Jiang Yuan was dumbfounded by her actions, "Didn’t she say she forgot her meal card?"

"Clearly, she just wanted to take advantage of us," Yu Chengcheng was no longer surprised by such shenanigans.

Jiang Yuan: ...

She felt as if her entire worldview had been shattered.

"What are you two just standing there for? Are we eating or not?" Jinyan, who had finished getting his food, passed by and saw the two girls standing idly, unsure of what to do, so he couldn’t help but remind them aloud.

Only then did Jiang Yuan realize it was their turn, and she hurriedly approached the server, saying, "Auntie, please give me a serving of braised spare ribs, and also one minced pork with eggplant."

"Sorry, little girl, the last serving of braised spare ribs has just sold out. Do you want to try something else?" the server responded.

"Yuanyuan, I’ll give you mine!" Zhang Xiaopang promptly offered his portion to Jiang Yuan.

"No need," Jiang Yuan said, feeling bad about taking others’ food and quickly asked the server again, "Then could you please give me a chicken leg?"

"Oh!" Little Fatty felt a bit disappointed and withdrew his meal tray.

The next second, however, his neck was hooked by Jinyan, "What’s the deal, Jiang Xiaopang? You just wouldn’t let me have the last serving, but now you’re offering it to Jiang Xiaoyuan. You couldn’t possibly have a crush on that girl, right? I’ve noticed something off about you for a long time, always fawning over her since you were kids. I used to think you were just trying to stay on her good side because she hit you that one time, and you were afraid she might beat you up again, but now we’re in middle school. Why are you still acting like such a bootlicker?"

"Brother Yan, don’t talk nonsense!" Zhang Xiaopang’s chubby face instantly turned bright red.

Seeing his reaction, Jinyan couldn’t help but laugh, "No way! You really like her?"

"Bro... Brother, you’re my real bro, keep it down," Zhang Xiaopang hurriedly covered his mouth.

Jinyan disdainfully flicked his hand away from his mouth and glanced in Jiang Yuan’s direction, "Are you blind? That girl is feisty, pretentious, and hard to please, but you still have it bad for her. Are you just asking for misery?"

"It’s not like that, I think Yuanyuan’s personality is quite cute," Little Fatty replied with a red face and a silly smile.

Jinyan couldn’t help but shudder at the goosebumps all over him, finding it impossible to associate the term ’cute’ with that person.

"You might be a masochist, but let me give you a piece of advice—give up that notion as soon as you can, you two have no chance." That girl has been fixed on his brother since she was two years old and has been declaring she wants to be his sister-in-law since she was five.

In this lifetime, it’s likely she’ll remain glued to his brother like a piece of sticky tape.

Zhang Yi scratched his head and naively smiled, "Brother Yan, do you think I would look better if I slim down?"

Jinyan glanced at him and shook his head: "I guess even if you slim down to as thin as lightning, it wouldn’t make a difference." That girl is all about looks. Unless he becomes handsomer than his brother after slimming down, his chances are slim.

But then again, the only ones possibly handsomer than his brother in this world are probably just him.