Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 135 The domineering Yifei finally faces punishment.

Yu Mo subconsciously looked at Nan Feng: "What's this 'Test of Labor' all about?"

Nan Feng briefly explained the whole story to Yu Mo, and Yu Mo, convinced by what she heard, gave everyone a thumbs up.

"Is it this lively every weekend?"

"Not really, it's just that you come at the perfect time, always joining in when things are at their most lively," Nanfeng said with a smile.

Yu Mo clapped her hands and laughed, "Then it seems I'm really suited to move here."

Nanfeng just smiled and didn't reply.

【……Um】

Ziqiao thought about the current score of 1 to 3 and wanted to find a foreign aid: "Yumo, do you want to join us? I have the legendary man-slaying manual to give you." Ziqiao patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the back as he spoke.

Zeng Xiaoxian quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, Yu Mo, what's the point of just watching us play? Join us and see how we turn the tide for you!"

"Forget it, you all have the same number of people now, it's not fair for me to join either side," Yu Mo said, instinctively hugging her pillow tightly.

Just kidding, this is Yifei's test, how could she possibly seek death?

As for Ziqiao's guide to winning over men...

With her fair skin, beautiful face, and great figure, why would she need to learn some kind of "man-slaying manual" from a grown man like Zi Qiao?

What a joke! Little Nanfeng, I'll take him down in less than three months!

Yifei looked at Yumo and patted her chest, promising, "Yumo, we'll definitely throw you a grand welcome party tomorrow night. Don't worry, I'll arrange everything perfectly."

After all, she's my best friend. I may be angry and make a fuss, but I still have to make sure the welcome ceremony is done properly.

"No, please!" Yu Mo quickly reached out to refuse. "I've attended your welcome parties many times already, so let's skip this one."

Yifei shook her head and said, "How can that be the same? You're the main character this time."

"I refused precisely because I am the main character," Yu Mo said solemnly.

Normally, given Yu Mo's personality—she loves joining in the fun and attending parties—she would be quite willing to attend a welcome party.

But if the welcome party was to celebrate her moving into the Love Apartment, she thought she should probably skip it.

In particular, Yifei always likes to put up a big red banner at every welcome party, which is bright and eye-catching.

In her inner world, Yu Mo looked at the large red banner above her head.

[A warm welcome to Qin Yumo as she moves into Love Apartment!]

She shook her head, stood on tiptoe, and tore down the red banner. Behind it was an even longer and larger red banner, on which was written a long passage of gilded characters that made Yu Mo feel utterly ashamed.

[Warmest congratulations to Ms. Qin Yumo for bravely pursuing love and taking the first step in dating a much younger man!]

【Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

[Yu Mo screamed and stomped her feet frantically.]

The thought that, in the eyes of those in the know, the banner celebrating her move to Love Apartment would automatically be replaced with the last one made Yu Mo so embarrassed she wanted to dig her toes into the ground...

This welcome party absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot be held!

Yu Mo just wants to quickly forget about moving into Love Apartment, and then slowly let things develop like a frog being slowly boiled in water.

Seeing that Yu Mo was so determined to refuse, Yi Fei could only nod sullenly.

But those who know her well know that Comrade Hu Yifei is not going to give up so easily.

"We'll talk about the welcome party later. Now everyone, come with me to dinner and begin our test of labor," Yifei shouted.

Yu Mo helplessly covered her face with a cushion. She knew she wouldn't be able to escape this welcome party so easily. It seemed she would have to keep a close eye on her for the next few days.

As long as we can hold on until Guan Gu's comic is successfully published, or until Zi Qiao's aunt arrives, Yi Fei will definitely be busy celebrating for the two of them, so she can skip her own welcome party.

Sigh... Yu Mo gave Nan Feng a resentful look.

It's all that bastard's fault!

Upon hearing Yifei's almost death knell-like arrangements, everyone present sighed in unison.

So far, everyone has gone through four tests. The test of morality required everyone to use their skills to raise funds. The test of wisdom required the teams to cooperate and work together, to trip up the opposing teams, and to be wary of the proctor, Hu Yifei.

The physical and aesthetic tests seem unremarkable when separated, but Yifei's simultaneous testing of both is quite mentally taxing.

If even Yifei hadn't been surprised that art students would have the added benefit of makeup, then not only would Wanyu and Curry Sauce have suffered both physical and psychological torment, but the boys responsible for doing the girls' makeup would also have to climb mountains and do makeup without any experience, and they would have been under considerable psychological pressure, as evidenced by Zhanbo's guilty expression.

In short, Yifei's ideas are fun, but every challenge is designed to mess with people's mentality.

Nanfeng could only be thankful once again that she had wasted these crazy ideas on this name competition where no one except Ziqiao and her senior brother cared about the outcome.

Otherwise, if her adventure continues to evolve and upgrade, who knows what might happen.

As for the current test of labor...

The combination of the keywords "Yifei," "cooking," and "test" immediately caused the eight people, who thought they were fearless after going through four trials, to feel a rare sense of apprehension.

Amidst the silence of the eight people, Ziqiao gritted his teeth and stamped his foot to bolster his courage, saying, "Bring on whatever test you have, I'll give it my all."

The senior team took an early lead with three points; they only need to win this test to secure victory and end the game.

Ziqiao absolutely cannot give up his title of "Little White Dragon in the Waves"!

Seeing that Zi Qiao refused to admit defeat, Xiao Xian, Zhan Bo, and Wan Yu, his three teammates, had no choice but to risk their lives to accompany the scumbag.

Nanfeng, Guangu, and Curry Sauce all looked at their senior brother, respecting his choice.

The eldest disciple simply said, "We can't waste it..."

"..."

"……food."

In fact, the eldest brother was also quite troubled by Yifei's test, which is why he was even more determined to win this test.

With victory within reach, and the chance to simply end the match without facing the final test, the senior brother absolutely refused to give up.

Unlike the previous four tests, both sides now have reasons to win!

With unwavering confidence, the two teams marched headlong toward 3601. However, as soon as they reached the entrance, the same thought popped into everyone's mind.

Or... should we just concede this round?

Curry Sauce, being a foodie, was the first to cover her nose and vomit, saying, "Sister Yifei... what exactly did you cook!"

"vomit……"

The smell permeating 3601 is beyond description; the word "stinky" is just plain stinky. This smell... well, it's like someone has laid out a full-course banquet in the toilet.

The pungent smells of durian and other random odors, the aroma of normal food, the greasy smell of fried and grilled foods, the sour smell, the fruity aroma of fruit...

These mixed smells mingled and fermented quietly in the enclosed room, eventually transforming into a very special flavor.

All sorts of smells seem to be twisted into an intertwined rope and then forcibly stuffed into your nostrils. This rope then breaks down again into numerous, fragmented threads in your nasal and chest cavities.

These fine threads of different flavors travel from the nasal cavity into the trachea, completely dominating every part of the respiratory system, making you feel as if dozens of different flavors are exploding, intertwining, mixing, and then splitting all over your body in an instant...

Everyone covered their noses and backed away, but Nanfeng and Xiaoxian rushed in. One of them opened the balcony door to ventilate the room, while the other quickly turned on the range hood.

Nanfeng and Xiaoxian no longer cared about privacy and directly opened the doors to all four bedrooms and the inner doors and windows.

"Let's wait until the smell dissipates before going in." Nanfeng and Xiaoxian finished what they could and rushed out.

Nanfeng's face was now as greenish-blue as the interior decoration of room 3604: "I won't discuss what you cooked to create such an astonishing taste, but why didn't you open the windows to let in some fresh air?"

"The creation of the props for the Trial of Labor requires strict secrecy. I'm not worried that opening the doors and windows to let in some air and letting you smell it would make it impossible to maintain the most important mystery," Yifei replied confidently.

Nanfeng then asked, "Shouldn't you at least turn on the range hood?"

"But what if you hear the range hood running? You'll guess right away," Yifei muttered to herself.

Nanfeng was amused by Yifei. He pinched his nose and gave Yifei a thumbs up with his other hand: "You're really smart... Now the range hood problem is solved, but do you think I can't hear the sound of you chopping vegetables, or the sound of the oil frying in the pan?"

"Uh..." Yifei was speechless after being confronted by Nanfeng, and could only try to save face by saying, "Actually, I think the taste is acceptable. Look at how you all are dry heaving, but I'm perfectly fine."

Zeng Xiaoxian scrutinized her for a long time, then silently walked up to Yifei and squeezed the two small invisible nose plugs on either side of her nose, causing them to fall to the ground.

"Please continue, sir," Zeng Xiaoxian said humbly, covering his nose as he moved away.

Seeing the strange looks she was getting, Yifei forced herself to remain calm and said, "Actually, the taste is bearable..."

"Ugh!" She quickly covered her mouth and fled the fermentation tank.

Nanfeng couldn't help but sneer at her retreating figure as she retched in the elevator: "I know this girl too well. She's lost at least half her fighting ability in her current state... So what do you all say?"

Ziqiao instantly understood Nanfeng's meaning. His eyes lit up, and he quietly spoke from the crowd: "She has been tormenting us all day, and we will definitely be tormented by her again later... Since we are going to be tormented by her anyway, why don't we take advantage of her weakness and get revenge now?"

"Strike while the iron is hot and kill her!"

Everyone laughed maliciously.

They crept up to Yifei, who was retching uncontrollably, and seized her when she was weak.

"Let the girls handle it. The girls should restrain her wrists and ankles. If it's a man, she'll fight back."

Nanfeng, covering his nose, remotely directed from the side: "Yes, Yu Mo, Wan Yu, Curry, you guys keep her under control."

"Xiaoxian, if she resists again, just stick your hand down her throat. She was just gagging, and if you stick your hand down, she'll feel even more nauseous."

"The boys supported her shoulders and knees, and together we carried her into room 3601 and closed the door. We had to make her understand that it was immoral for her to secretly tinker with biological weapons in the suite by herself."

"By the way, Ziqiao, hurry up and lock the balcony of 3601, otherwise she might just climb over it and escape."

As everyone endured the strange smell and worked together to throw Yifei onto the sofa in room 3601, they quickly came out and locked the door while Yifei was still gagging.

Hearing Yifei retching, Zeng Xiaoxian said cheekily from outside the door, "My dear Yifei, I never thought you, you little devil, would have a day like this, hahaha..."

"Ugh... Zeng Xiaoxian... Ugh..."

"I'll beat you to a pulp when I get out... ugh..."

Guan Gu flipped through the idiom dictionary on his phone and asked, "Isn't her situation something like 'reaping what you sow'?"

"Absolutely correct!"

Here they come!

(End of this chapter)