The Wife Insists On Being My Top (GL) - Chapter 7

The location was a private Western restaurant in a wetland park. The surrounding greenery was excellent. Modern buildings stood like piles in the green, at first glance, it looked more like a manor than a park. After entering, they went through several twists and turns before finding their destination, as if they were afraid of being easily found.

The cannon fodder and the female lead came to the door hand in hand, pushed it open, and inside was a lush courtyard. They continued to walk in and entered the restaurant through an automatic glass door. A beautiful receptionist asked them how many people there were and if they had a reservation. After the cannon fodder answered, they were led inside by a waiter.

The cannon fodder remembered that there weren’t many people in the restaurant at this time in the book. The second female lead’s seat was by the window, so she booked a corner seat with a panoramic view of the entire hall.

On the way in with the waiter, the cannon fodder was looking around for the second female lead’s direction.

Perhaps because she was the protagonist, the second female lead’s seat had excellent lighting. The top light wasn’t harsh, but gave her an oil painting-like texture. Even the mottled leaves and spotlights outside the window could only bow their heads and become her decorations, but she didn’t care. Her delicate face was lowered, and she was elegantly eating with the silver knife and fork in her hand.

Judging from the remaining food on her plate, she hadn’t been there long. More than half of the red wine in the goblet remained, so she was obviously not drunk yet.

The cannon fodder was thinking while walking to her seat, and almost tripped over the chair leg before sitting down.

With a whoosh, the chair rubbed against the ground, making a loud noise. The few guests in the restaurant looked over. The cannon fodder secretly said it was bad and quickly lowered her head to hide her face. At this time, the female lead came to her.

“You’re really careless,” the female lead moved the chair away for her and whispered, “Why are your eyes glued to someone else?”

The cannon fodder looked at the female lead pleadingly. The female lead had already sat down in the opposite seat, and she had no choice but to sit down too.

They each had a menu. The cannon fodder tried to be patient and flipped through a few pages, then saw the second female lead finish a glass of red wine and pour a second one.

“Your soul has flown away again,” the female lead said lightly again, “Forget it, we’re not here to eat anyway.” Then she turned to the waiting waiter and casually ordered a set meal.

The cannon fodder wanted to say that they weren’t here to eat anyway, but she couldn’t say it to the female lead.

Like the second female lead with her own halo, the lights in the restaurant also treated the female lead very well, covering her with angel-like light with a cinematic texture, making her look particularly charming.

Although the cannon fodder felt that the word “charming” was a bit clichéd, the female lead was such a character. Look, the metal knife and fork in her hand were shining.

“Why am I not here to eat?” The cannon fodder habitually put on a flattering smile and turned to ask the waiter, “Hello, do you have a couple’s set meal?” The waiter said yes, and she said again, “Forget the one just now, we’ll order the couple’s set meal,” looking at the female lead, “Just treat it as a wedding…”

“Our anniversary is in winter.”

“Haha, every day we’re together is an anniversary.”

While waiting for the food to be served, the second female lead answered a phone call.

From the content of the book, it should be a call from the second female lead’s family to introduce her to a date. The Jiang family, like all the protagonists’ families in online novels, was suffocating and high-pressure, and the second female lead’s mother’s escape that year was a fatal blow to her. Today was a special day, but the second female lead’s family only wanted her to get married. Before she finished speaking, the second female lead hung up the phone and threw it hard on the table.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she was half drunk.

The cannon fodder looked at the female lead again. In fact, the female lead’s family was similar, but…

The lit candle made the cannon fodder’s face hot.

She looked at the heat source. There was also a candle on the female lead’s side, which made her face look even more dreamy.

She came back to her senses and smiled awkwardly at the female lead, “So the couple’s set meal is a candlelight dinner.”

The female lead picked up the knives and forks on both sides lukewarmly, still looking down at her. “Yes, it’s really hard for you to have a candlelight dinner with me.”

“No, how could it be? I’m honored.”

She smiled foolishly, but was thinking in her heart, if the second female lead knew in the future that she had a candlelight dinner with her wife, would she settle accounts with her? Hiss, that’s hard to say, for example…

The second female lead hugged the female lead: I heard you had a candlelight dinner with my wife?

The cannon fodder knelt on the ground: No, I’m wronged, sir!

The second female lead stepped on her head: Still dare to quibble, someone, take her out and chop her up! Humph, dare to touch my woman, you’re tired of living.

The cannon fodder: Sir! I’m wronged, sir! Sir! Sir! Ah— (Crack, head falls to the ground)

The female lead nestled in the second female lead’s arms: So scary…

The second female lead comforted: Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid (and then laughed loudly).

The cannon fodder touched her neck, and the female lead opposite her was already extremely cold.

They ate Western food with their own thoughts. After an unknown amount of time, she glanced at the second female lead when the female lead wasn’t paying attention.

The second female lead’s body had already fallen down.

It should be about time. The cannon fodder got up and whispered to the female lead, “I’m going to the bathroom. Xiuchun, keep an eye on her.”

The female lead nodded.

After pretending to squat in the toilet stall for a few minutes, the cannon fodder tiptoed out and asked the passing waiter if Jiang Jinqiu was drunk.

The waiter went for a while and came back to answer, “She should be drunk. The supervisor is contacting Ms. Jiang’s assistant.”

The cannon fodder quickly said, “No, don’t. I’m her friend, I’ll take care of it.” Then she decisively sent a message to the female lead, “Xiuchun, I have a bit of diarrhea. The next plan can only be carried out by you alone…”

After a while, she sent another message, “I’m sorry, can you do it alone?”

The female lead didn’t reply, but from the corner, the female lead had obviously seen the message.

After a moment, the female lead put away her phone with a blank expression and got up to walk towards the second female lead.

By the window, the female lead pushed the second female lead. Seeing that she didn’t move, she asked the waiter to help carry her up as written in the book.

Their tall and beautiful figures walked through the hall close together.

Under the soft warm yellow light, this scene was as exquisite as a movie. One was heroic and the other was gentle, and even their temperaments were like perfectly matched puzzles. The cannon fodder hid in the shadows of the corner and couldn’t help but sigh in her heart. She was indeed the author’s biological daughter, and they could be so well-matched.

At this time, the automatic glass door opened, and they walked out of the restaurant towards the black Maybach outside the door. The cannon fodder stretched her neck and looked out nervously.

The car door also opened.

Then the second female lead was stuffed in.

Very smooth.

Very smooth.

Even after their backs disappeared into the black car door, the cannon fodder still felt unbelievable.

It was so easy?

That’s impossible. Why was it so smooth this time?

The cannon fodder didn’t believe it and stood there for a few minutes, but she didn’t wait for the female lead to come back to find her, but waited for the sound of the car engine starting.

The Maybach drove away.

The cannon fodder realized that they had indeed left.

The cannon fodder was stunned in place, and gradually, she felt a blank space in her heart.

Unlike them, the cannon fodder didn’t have the protagonist’s halo because she wasn’t the protagonist. The second female lead was 178 cm tall, the female lead was 172 cm tall, and she was only 167 cm tall because she was a cannon fodder. Even her name was different. They were named Lu and Jiang, but she was named Wang Luran, which sounded like “passerby Wang.”

The existence of this character was to set off the protagonist. And the female lead and the second female lead should be together.

She sniffed, always feeling that the female lead standing next to the second female lead had reached a new level of beauty.

Forget it, it was never hers anyway.

The cannon fodder walked out too.

This was for the best.

Perhaps it was because she was absent-minded, or perhaps it was simply because she was unlucky, but just as she walked out the door, the heel of the cannon fodder’s shoe got stuck in the stone crevice of the courtyard. With that twist, the heel broke.

“What’s this!”

She pulled the heel out of the crevice and continued walking, but a sharp pain came from her ankle.

The cannon fodder wanted to cry. What was going on? She lost her wife and twisted her foot.

“It’s too much. Why can’t I be 178…” She walked barefoot and limping towards her car, angrily opening the door.

The female lead looked at her, “Are you crying?”

The cannon fodder was stunned. Why was the female lead still here?

Where was the second female lead?

Wait, shouldn’t the female lead be sending her back to the hotel and then… you know?

Even if they didn’t do *that*, shouldn’t she at least be gone?

Her mind was blank for about three seconds. The cannon fodder stuttered and pointed at her, “You, how… Jiang Jinqiu, where is she?”

“I found a designated driver to send her back,” the female lead got out of the car, first took the shoe from her hand, looked her up and down, then cupped her face with one hand, gently wiping away her tears, “Twisted your foot? Does it hurt a lot?”

Damn it, why were the female lead’s palms so warm…

The cannon fodder wanted to cry again.

She turned her face away, rubbing her nose with the back of her hand, “It hurts, but I’m not crying.”

The female lead smiled, “Okay, you’re not crying, just got sand in your eyes.”

“I wasn’t crying in the first place!”

The cannon fodder was helped into the car. The female lead bent down and expertly lifted her foot. The cannon fodder quickly pulled her foot back, “I’m fine, tell me what happened, why didn’t you send her back to the hotel?”