Chapter 186 The Lotus Flowers Are Blooming

Chapter 186 The Lotus Flowers Are Blooming

Winter goes and spring comes.

"It's blooming! It's finally blooming!"

Yunyang carried two white porcelain plates and walked briskly into the restaurant.

She opened one of them.

Several delicate lotus-shaped pastries bloom quietly, their layers of flaky pastry as thin as cicada wings, their pinkish-white color so tender and luscious, as if they had just been picked from a pond.

She fought for two whole months for these few broken flowers.

From the initial fried dough balls to the later barely recognizable buds of flowers, and now, the lotus flower pastry has finally blossomed!

Her culinary career has finally overcome the hurdle of lotus flower pastry!

Fu Xiaoting was sitting at the dining table. Upon hearing this, he lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at the pastries on his plate.

"Can't we not eat?"

"I'm already tired of it."

In the past two months, he has eaten more failed attempts at making lotus flower pastries than he has eaten in the previous eighteen years combined.

Whether it blooms or not, it tastes the same.

But the next second, his expression changed.

"Not bad, I'll try it."

Yun Yang suddenly stopped moving, looked up, and looked at Fu Xiaoting opposite her.

His previous listless expression had vanished, replaced by a half-smile that seemed to be playing on his lips.

His eyes also became deep and dangerous.

Oh, evil Ting.

Recently, these two souls can switch freely eight hundred times a day.

Fu Xiaoting gracefully reached out, his slender fingers picking up a lotus-shaped pastry, and calmly prepared to put it in his mouth.

However, the next second...

As if she had touched something dirty, she quickly threw the lotus flower pastry in her hand back onto the plate.

"I want to eat scallion pancakes!"

Yun Yang: "..."

Li Yuan is back.

She reached out and opened another plate.

"Yes, we have them all."

Several golden and crispy scallion pancakes were steaming hot, and the rich aroma of scallions instantly filled the air.

Yunyang picked up a pancake and took a big bite herself.

Mmm, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, savory and delicious, this is still the most satisfying taste.

Suddenly, I remembered that the first time I cooked for Fu Xiaoting, it was scallion pancakes.

At that time, she was still trembling with fear, afraid that this big shot might kill her if he was unhappy.

Who would have thought that she could now calmly watch him switch back and forth between his two personalities?

As Yun Yang was reminiscing, a bodyguard rushed in from outside, looking flustered.

"Sir, something terrible has happened!"

"The housekeeper is injured!"

Yun Yang suddenly stood up.

Where are you injured?

Today, the welfare home and affiliated school invested by the Fu family were completed at the same time, and a simple completion ceremony will be held.

Fu Xiaoting was worried that Xie Ting would cause trouble halfway through, so he didn't go in person and only sent Ju Jiluo to go in his place.

How did you get injured?

The bodyguard was panting heavily, his face full of anxiety.

"He was hit on the head by Second Master Fu!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Yang became even more agitated.

With Giulio's skill.

It definitely wasn't Fu Zhai who punched him in the head.

[Don't worry, let me connect to the on-site monitoring.]

Cockroach flakes are now available.

The signal is too far away; it might take a while.

By the time it connects, the daylily will be cold!

Yun Yang couldn't sit still any longer; she didn't want to see Brother Ji drooling with his handsome face on his head.

So he quickly grabbed Fu Xiaoting's arm.

"I'm worried, I'd better go check it out!"

The children from the welfare home will all be here today, so we can't afford any major trouble.

Fu Xiaoting sat there motionless, head down, one hand tightly covering his mouth, his shoulders still trembling slightly.

Yun Yang looked completely bewildered.

"What are you doing? Are you in a sensitive period for maintaining order?"

"Why are you still picking your teeth at a time like this?"

As she spoke, she cupped his face in her hands, trying to make him wake up quickly.

Upon closer inspection, she realized something was amiss.

Fu Xiaoting's face turned red, his eyes welled up with tears, and he made strange "hoarse" sounds in his throat.

He's clearly choking!

I guess he ate the biscuit and the pastry too quickly.

Yunyang quickly called the doctor over.

She glanced at the lotus-shaped pastries on the table.

The lotus flowers are in bloom.

It's open...

"Xiaoting, don't go. Just stay home."

Yun Yang turned and left.

Fu Xiaoting struggled to reach out his hand to her, as if he wanted to say something.

The next second, he was pulled away by bodyguards and doctors.

Heimlich went.

...

The car sped along and soon arrived at its destination.

The school and the welfare home are right next to each other. They are beautifully built, and there is a red banner celebrating their completion hanging at the entrance.

Before Yunyang even got out of the car, she pushed open the door and rushed over, immediately spotting the center of the chaos.

Jujiro and Fu Zhai were wrestling.

The scene was very down-to-earth.

The two of them were pulling each other's ties and hair, their faces turning a deep purplish-red, muttering insults about each other's families.

Their demeanor was no different from that of the middle-aged women fighting over a few cents in the market.

The bodyguards surrounded him, wanting to pull him but not daring to, and they were all so anxious that they scratched their heads.

Yun Yang's lips twitched.

Is this what the bodyguard meant by "head injury"?

Love is literally a "headache"!

Without saying a word, she pushed through the crowd and rushed over.

"Let go of my brother Ji!"

He aimed a kick at Fu Zhai's thick waist with all his might.

Fu Zhai cried out in pain, staggered from the kick, released his grip on Jujiro's hair, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Gukiro was finally freed. He straightened his torn suit, a small clump of his golden hair was pulled out, and there was blood seeping from his scalp. He looked extremely disheveled.

Yun Yang tiptoed and took a look.

"Thankfully, I'm not bald."

Jujiro and Yunyang met eyes and snorted coldly.

I turned my head away, refusing to look at her.

Yun Yang: "..."

They all came to his rescue out of kindness.

Still angry, Brother Ji?

Fu Zhai struggled to his feet, pointing at the brand-new teaching building with a ferocious expression.

"I'm telling you, don't even think about opening this lousy school!"

The school is non-profit and mainly accepts children from welfare homes and slums, providing them with free food, clothing, shelter, and education.

This huge expense would naturally have to come from the Fu family's accounts.

Fu Zhaiguang felt a pang of heartache, as if a piece of his own flesh had been cut off.

Upon hearing this, Giulio's anger, which he had just suppressed, flared up again.

Just as he was about to rush forward and fight Fu Zhai for another three hundred rounds, Fu Zhai suddenly pulled something out of his pocket.

A black remote control with an antenna.

Fu Zhai revealed a sinister smile.

"Call Fu Xiaoting over here!"

"Either give me half of the Fu family's assets!"

"Either I blow this place up to the ground!"

His gaze was fixed on the teaching building not far away.

Yun Yang's heart sank suddenly.

Because Fu Zhai caused trouble at the school gate, for safety reasons, Jujiro has had all the children hide inside the school building.

If what Fu Zhai said is true...

[It's fake. They just buried something at the main entrance; at most, they blew the signboard down.]

The system is still useful.

There's this saying.

Yun Yang's heart, which had been pounding, instantly settled back into her stomach.

"Whatever." Yun Yang crossed her arms and raised her chin slightly. "Go ahead and blow it up if you dare. I'd like to see if Fu Xiaoting will skin you alive."

Fu Zhai's eyelids twitched in anger at her nonchalant attitude, and the veins on his hand gripping the remote control bulged: "Don't push me! I'll really explode!"

Yun Yang lifted the corners of her lips:

"If I don't blow you up, I'm Fu Xiaoting's grandson."

"You!" Fu Zhai was so angry that he trembled all over, his rationality completely overwhelmed.

With bloodshot eyes, he pressed the button in his hand hard without any further hesitation!

"boom--!"

A loud bang was heard, and a cloud of black smoke rose from the school gate, with gravel and dust flying everywhere.

The bodyguards around him were so frightened that they took several steps back.

As the smoke cleared, everyone stared in disbelief and were stunned.

The brand-new teaching building was completely intact; it wasn't leveled, and not even a single pane of glass was broken.

The only thing that suffered was the large iron gate, which was blown crooked and barely hanging on the gateposts. The mahogany plaque with the school's name engraved on the lintel also swayed slightly and looked like it was about to fall.

Fu Zhai is still being stubborn.

"This is just an appetizer."

"Pfft!" Giukiro couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yun Yang also smiled.

But before her smile could fully bloom, she saw a little boy run out of the school building at some point, and with his short legs, he curiously walked towards the bombed-out gate.

This brat deserves a beating!

Yun Yang had just finished complaining in her mind when she saw the rickety signboard shake again.

"Hey! Come here right now!"

She called out, but the little boy seemed not to hear her, still keeping his head down as he approached step by step.

He was about to walk directly under the plaque.

Yun Yang didn't have time to think; her body reacted before her brain could, and she dashed off in that direction.

Don't go, it's a trap!

The system's shrill alarm blared in my mind.

But she had already run out, and the momentum carried her so far that she couldn't stop.

Just then, a gunshot rang out!

It wasn't aimed at a person, but rather precisely hit the last nail connecting the signboard and the lintel.

The heavy mahogany plaque lost its last support and crashed straight down!

Yun Yang's pupils contracted sharply. She tried to push the child away, but there was no time to react!

Just at this critical moment, a dark figure rushed over like lightning, grabbed her and the little boy into his arms, and used his own body to forcefully meet the plaque!

"Bang--!"

It was the dull thud of a heavy object hitting flesh and blood.

Yun Yang's ears were ringing, and the familiar, cold scent lingered around her nose.

She stiffly raised her head and saw Fu Xiaoting's face, which had instantly lost all color due to the excruciating pain.

His gaze shifted downwards, and a corner of the heavy plaque was pressing firmly against his leg.