My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot-Chapter 120 - 114: A Straightforward Guy Roasts a Green Tea

Chapter 120: Chapter 114: A Straightforward Guy Roasts a Green Tea

At these words, Lorraine Morrison’s crying stopped.

She looked up at Leigh Miles, her tear-streaked face a heartbreaking sight.

Leigh Miles pointed a crayfish at her leg and said with a completely straight face, "I’m not kidding. I’ve seriously seen someone who hurt their leg just like you and didn’t treat the wound in time. It got massively infected, the whole bone turned black, and in the end... they had to amputate it."

Lorraine Morrison didn’t quite believe her, but the young girl in front of her spoke as if it were the absolute truth, and she couldn’t help but feel a little spooked.

Leigh Miles shot a look at the girl beside her. The girl understood instantly, quickly grabbing a cotton swab, dabbing it in antiseptic, and applying it to Lorraine Morrison’s wound.

"AHH—"

This time, the pain was real for Lorraine Morrison. Her eyes squeezed shut, and her face scrunched up in agony.

Leigh Miles quickly pressed an acupressure point on her leg. The "Power" in her body slowly flowed through her meridians and into Lorraine.

Lorraine Morrison felt a warm current seem to flow from the pressure point toward her knee, and the pain subsided considerably.

The girl continued to apply the medicine, but the boys gathered around watched with aching hearts, muttering, "Noelle, be gentle. Lorraine is crying from the pain..."

Noelle Chaucer was not happy. After finishing with the medicine, she shoved the cotton swab directly into the nearest boy’s hand. "You do it!" Then she stood up and angrily returned to the table to eat.

Leigh Miles immediately withdrew her "Power," released her hand, and said with a smile, "Don’t get it wet for the next few days..."

Lorraine Morrison froze for a moment. She opened her eyes, moved her leg, and found that it really didn’t hurt much anymore. A delighted expression crossed her face.

The boys beside her rushed to fuss over her. Lorraine Morrison gave a reluctant nod, but inwardly, she was extremely annoyed.

’My initial reaction already gave away that my leg doesn’t hurt. If I keep pretending, it’ll be too obvious.’

Seeing that she was fine, the boys happily helped her up. "Come on, let’s go eat!"

Just then, Leigh Miles called out with a grin, "Waiter, an order of clear broth noodles! Our patient can’t eat crayfish!"

***

Lorraine Morrison sat at the table, picking at the bland clear broth noodles while silently cursing Leigh Miles over and over.

’If I can’t have crayfish, couldn’t they have ordered something else?’

’This is so bland, who can eat this stuff?’

’And these boys, not a single one of them has a clue!’

’Don’t they know how to argue back a little?’

...

Sitting opposite them, Jean Quincy sized up Lorraine Morrison and felt a strong dislike.

’This girl is obviously a green tea, but it’s a shame all the guys around are too blind to see it.’

’She’s already scanned my brother and Glenn Lockwood several times, her gaze practically appraising them.’

’Checking out my brother is understandable—he’s handsome, rich, and a hit with the ladies!’

’But what the hell is she looking at Glenn Lockwood for?’

’He’s not even handsome! And he has an annoying personality!’

Just as she was thinking this, Lorraine Morrison across the table suddenly raised her glass and said gently to the boys, "I’ve been wanting to apologize to everyone! I was in the wrong about the guild incident last time. I was just too angry and impulsively quit without thinking, causing so much trouble for the guild. I’ll drink this as a penalty. Please, forgive me..."

The boys all voiced their support, chose to forgive her, and even prompted Zeke Quincy to invite her back into the guild.

Zeke Quincy nodded in agreement. The dinner table grew livelier with her return.

Mr. Know It All said, "This is great! With Lorraine back, our guild can finally run dungeons properly again. Mr. Whitlock is skilled, but just like Lord Rory, he’s barely ever online!"

"Yeah, seriously! Lord Rory, when are you getting on again? The guys are waiting to run dungeons with you!"

Aurora Sinclair thought for a moment before replying, "The afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

Seeing everyone’s baffled expressions, Zeke Quincy explained calmly, "She has her competition the day after tomorrow."

Everyone: ...

’Well, can’t argue with that!’

***

When Lorraine Morrison found out that the girl she had been jealous of was Zeke Quincy’s biological sister, her attitude did a complete 180. She became so affectionate toward her that she was practically ready to call her "sis."

"Jean, here’s a big one. Let me peel it for..."

Across the table, Glenn Lockwood was instantly on high alert. He felt like his hard-won job was about to be snatched away by this girl.

A wave of revulsion washed over him, and he frowned and said loudly, "You didn’t wash your hands!"

At his words, the smile on Lorraine Morrison’s face froze. The crayfish in her hand suddenly felt like a hot potato.

Especially when Glenn Lockwood stood up, moved the basin of crayfish from in front of her to in front of himself with an expression like he was guarding against a thief, Jean Quincy almost burst from holding in her laughter.

’How had she never noticed before that Glenn Lockwood was this blunt?’

’It’s kind of cute, for some reason!’

’A clueless guy roasting a green tea... it feels pretty damn satisfying!’

Glenn Lockwood pushed the bowl, which was nearly overflowing with peeled crayfish meat, toward Jean Quincy, urging her, "Jean, eat it while it’s hot..."

Zeke Quincy watched with a complicated expression as his sister skillfully dumped the crayfish meat from the bowl onto her own plate, while Glenn Lockwood, with a dopey grin, took back the empty bowl and continued peeling.

’It really gives you that feeling: a thug isn’t scary, but an educated thug is.’

’Since when did this "little tyrant" start acting so refined?’

Across from them, seeing how Glenn Lockwood treated her, Lorraine Morrison pursed her lips and her gaze darkened.

Mr. Mason, sensing the awkward atmosphere, immediately raised his glass to liven things up. "Come on, let’s have a drink! It’s been a while since we all got together. Let’s work hard and get a good result tomorrow!"

The members of Apex Dominion immediately raised their glasses in response, breaking the awkwardness in the air.

As everyone ate, they chatted about the next day’s competition. Suddenly, Barron cried out in surprise, "Holy shit! The guild leader of The Snowy Labyrinth is the third-place scorer in the Kingsford college entrance exam?"

"What? Let me see..."

Barron had originally planned to check the rules for the preliminary rounds on the game’s official forum, but he was stunned by a red-bannered official promotional post.

[Who Said Gamers Are All Slackers? Let the Third-Place Scorer Take You on a Gaming Journey!]

"Not only is Prince Snow the leader of The Snowy Labyrinth, but he is also this year’s third-place scorer in the Kingsford college entrance exam—a true academic ace who manages to excel at both his studies and gaming..."

"No wonder those guys from The Snowy Labyrinth were taking a headcount in their guild a few days ago for people coming to Syland City. They even said they’d reimburse everyone’s hotel fees. So that’s why—the kid landed an endorsement deal..." Mr. Mason commented, recalling information he’d seen while undercover on his alt account in The Snowy Labyrinth.

Barron said with an envious look, "Of course, academic aces are popular everywhere. As a slacker, I’m genuinely jealous! Do we have any academic aces in our guild? Come out and save this child’s grades!"

He’d ranked near the bottom again on his recent final exams, and his dad almost hadn’t let him come to the preliminary rounds.

Mr. Mason and Zeke Quincy exchanged a look and, with a tacit understanding, said nothing.

The four of them had agreed in advance: gaming was gaming, and it would never be linked to their real lives. That’s why none of them had mentioned their college entrance exam scores in the guild. They didn’t say anything even when asked.

Mr. Newman clapped Barron on the back, pointed at Lorraine, and said with a laugh, "Your sis Lorraine is an academic ace! She scored a 628 on the college entrance exam last year and is now a top student at Kingsford Business School. I remember that right, don’t I, Lorraine?"

Lorraine Morrison smiled and nodded, inwardly glancing smugly at the people across the table.

Kingsford Business School was a top-tier university, second only to Arcadian University and Kingsford University.

Barron was incredibly envious. "Whoa! Sis Lorraine, you have to help me out!"

The boys in the guild were practically worshiping her. She was beautiful, had a great personality, was a skilled gamer, and an academic ace from a top university...

She was simply the perfect goddess!

Lorraine Morrison readily agreed and, while she was at it, tried to curry favor with Jean Quincy. "Jean, when do you take the college entrance exams? I can give you my old notes."

Zeke Quincy hadn’t told the guild members that he and his sister were twins, so Lorraine Morrison assumed Jean Quincy was a year or two younger than him.

Beside them, Glenn Lockwood was unhappy again.

’His brother always said, if someone’s being nice for no reason, they’re up to no good!’

’This girl is obviously scheming, and his Jean is so carefree. She can’t let her get fooled again!’

He said bluntly, "No need. Our Jean already took them!"

"Oh, is that so! How were her scores?"

Glenn Lockwood pointed directly at Aurora Sinclair and Zeke Quincy.

"With these two, one’s the top scorer and the other’s the second-place scorer. It’s a family of certified academic aces. What do you think?"