Chapter 27 Wow, that's an eyesore! What did she see?

Chapter 27 Wow, that's an eyesore! What did she see?

Yunyang skillfully stir-fried the ingredients while mentally calculating.

We need to call Xiaoting down too.

The male and female leads should sit down and eat together; that's how you create an atmosphere conducive to developing feelings for each other.

Soon, two large bowls of fragrant spicy hot pot were ready.

With its bubbling red oil, rich broth, and a sprinkling of vibrant green cilantro and fragrant minced garlic, the aroma alone is enough to make your mouth water.

As soon as the spicy hot pot was brought to the restaurant, Fu Xiaoting came over, drawn by the aroma.

He still had that cold, deadpan expression, as if everyone owed him eight million.

Shen Mingyue couldn't wait to start eating, her face turning red from the spiciness, and she was hissing and panting.

When she saw Fu Xiaoting, she only glanced at him with disdain before continuing to work diligently.

Yunyang stood aside, observing nervously.

Fu Xiaoting's gaze kept drifting towards Shen Mingyue.

There's hope!

Yun Yang felt a surge of joy.

I knew it! She knows the tropes of female-oriented novels: the male lead is always the one who falls in love first, seemingly cold on the surface but secretly his heart is pounding.

The mouth is too upright.

The next second, she heard Fu Xiaoting's inner thoughts.

[Damn, what's in that woman's bowl?]

I counted, she had two more pieces of toothpick meat and a whole fish tofu than me!

[Heh, just a little preparation, no bonus!]

Yun Yang: "..."

Fine, I guess she was just being presumptuous.

These two, one only cares about food, the other only cares about food, a perfect match! They're locked in!

After eating and drinking her fill, Shen Mingyue elegantly dabbed her lips with a tissue.

She looked up and examined Yunyang.

“Little nanny, your wrist is a little loose.”

Yun Yang, who was suddenly called out, looked completely bewildered.

Shen Mingyue raised her hand, slid the gold bracelet off her wrist, and threw it on the table.

"Well done, here's a reward for you. From now on, you'll be cooking for me."

Yun Yang's eyes lit up instantly, and she carefully took it.

It's so heavy.

It definitely weighs around 70 or 80 grams.

The young lady was a young lady before she transmigrated, right?

No wonder the system acted like a lapdog in front of Shen Mingyue.

Such generosity is hard not to admire.

It's just cooking for one more person, right?

Anyway, Xiaoyue and Xiaoting can eat together.

However, Shen Mingyue had absolutely no interest in trying to win over Fu Xiaoting.

She treated the vast Owl Garden as her own private resort.

In the morning, I sunbathe in the garden; in the afternoon, I go fishing in the artificial lake; and in the evening, on a whim, I go for a swim in the heated pool.

Today I want to eat snail rice noodles, tomorrow I want to eat fried chicken, and the day after tomorrow I'm clamoring for hand-whipped lemon tea...

That day, Yunyang was in the kitchen making candied hawthorns for the young lady.

The hawthorns, coated in glistening syrup, gleamed enticingly under the light.

She took out her notebook and wrote down another entry: On [date] at [time], Yunyang helped Miss Shen Mingyue make two skewers of candied hawthorns, each skewer costing 10,000.

I owe quite a bit, it's time to settle the accounts today...

Bang!

The kitchen door was kicked open from the outside!

Giulio rushed in, his eyes bloodshot.

He held a dark gun in his hand and, without saying a word, pointed it directly at Yun Yang's forehead!

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you, you damned woman!" Jukiro's roar was filled with boundless hatred and murderous intent.

Yun Yang's blood froze instantly.

Brother, what's wrong now?

I didn't provoke him.

Ever since Gu Yan came, she doesn't even need to make the bed anymore.

I also had less contact with Fu Xiaoting.

Why did you have to kill her?

At the critical moment, a lazy voice came from the doorway.

"Housekeeper Ju, why are you so angry? What are you trying to do?"

A red figure walked in.

It's Shen Mingyue.

She glanced at the gun pointed at Yun Yang's head, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly.

Jujiro seemed to have gone mad with rage, forgetting even his respect for Shen Mingyue. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Miss Shen, this is none of your business! She's just a servant. Even if I kill her today, what can you do about it!"

He had barely finished speaking.

Then Shen Mingyue pulled out a small, exquisite silver pistol from behind her waist.

The gun barrel was firmly aimed at Giukio's forehead.

Yun Yang immediately straightened up, feigning arrogance: "You're nothing but a servant. Even if Miss Shen kills you... so what?"

"Yes!" Shen Mingyue nodded and clicked the safety off.

Jukiro's face turned pale and then red. In the end, he reluctantly put away his gun, glared fiercely at Yun Yang, and turned to leave.

The door was slammed shut.

Yun Yang looked at Shen Mingyue, her brows furrowing slightly.

He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Shen Mingyue put away her gun, walked up to her, and reached out to pat her head.

"Hey, what's with that expression? Are you about to cry?"

Yun Yang's nostrils twitched slightly, she bit her lip, and her fingertips unconsciously picked at the hem of her clothes.

Shen Mingyue was at a loss.

"Oh dear, please don't cry, I'm terrible at comforting people..."

She scratched her head, then her eyes suddenly lit up. "How about... I perform a circus act for you? I can toss apples!"

As she spoke, she picked up a few apples from the fruit plate next to her and started tossing them around in the kitchen.

The three apples tumbled and flew in her hands, tracing beautiful arcs.

As she tossed the food, she also took the opportunity to sneak a bite, her mischievous and playful demeanor completely different from her usual self.

Yun Yang looked at Shen Mingyue, feeling even more conflicted.

How can this person be so righteous?

How can she possibly bring up money?

Oh dear, even sisters need to keep clear accounts.

Yun Yang pulled out her notebook: "Miss Chen, I've made you eight extra meals, ten late-night snacks, and twelve snacks these past few days. Considering you saved me and comforted me, I have no choice but to give you a bone fracture, otherwise it would look too bad of me to eat like this. Give me the gold necklace around your neck."

Ugh, this damn sense of morality.

The necklace is so thin, how much could it be worth?

Shen Mingyue: "..."

"If you had told me you wanted money earlier, I wouldn't have eaten the apple."

She was quite generous, taking off all her jewelry and giving it to Yun Yang.

"Don't worry, once I have money, I will definitely treat you well."

Yunyang stuffed the things into her pants and obediently replied, "Okay."

Shen Mingyue took a big bite of the candied hawthorn: "But you should stay away from that housekeeper Ju. I think he's a madman, or his family's ancestral graves will be dug up."

Yun Yang blinked twice.

"The grave of the housekeeper's father? Did the Guo family do that?"

Shen Mingyue nodded: "How did you know?"

Yun Yang forced a bitter smile.

How did she know? She did it.

It's probably related to her stealing other people's offerings.

That's why Giulio suddenly went mad.

But it's not her fault! It was Giukiro who told her to go find food!

Yunyang tentatively asked again, "How are his father's remains?"

This relates to just how much hatred Guguiro harbors towards her.

Shen Mingyue gave her a strange look, her gaze falling on her necklace.

"Remains? The outside world is not peaceful right now. For safety reasons, prominent families will send the ashes of their deceased relatives to be cultured into diamonds and made into jewelry to wear."

"I thought you knew about this custom because you were wearing this."

Yun Yang suddenly lowered her head and looked at the "diamond" on her chest that gleamed coldly under the light.

The image of the necklace that the priest put on Guchiro's father at his funeral came to mind uncontrollably.

I noticed they were exactly the same a long time ago.

So, what she's wearing might really be... Fu Xiaoting's mother!

"no!"

Yun Yang suddenly stood up.

She rushed out of the kitchen like a madwoman, determined to return the ashes necklace to Fu Xiaoting immediately!

After all, she wasn't familiar with Fu Xiaoting's mother.

Why are you wearing that and waving it around all the time?

He rushed up to the third floor and ran straight to the door of Fu Xiaoting's study.

He knocked on the door twice haphazardly.

Anyway, Fu Xiaoting is mute and won't respond.

She turned the doorknob and pushed the door open to enter.

"Sir, the necklace..."

However, the scene before her left her speechless and dumbfounded.

Gu Yan was kneeling beside Fu Xiaoting's wheelchair.

The white shirt he was wearing looked like it had been deliberately splashed with water; it clung to his body, clearly outlining his firm chest muscles and beautiful abdominal muscles.

Water droplets slid down his sharply defined jawline, rolled over his prominent Adam's apple, and disappeared into his slightly open collar, exuding a forbidden allure.

He tilted his head slightly, biting his lower lip, his eyes glistening with tears, looking at Fu Xiaoting with a mixture of innocence and grievance.

She was on the verge of tears.