21 Chapter 21

◎ "Why are you hugging me?"◎

After thinking about it, Yang Xue felt pity and thought it was inhumane to drive Ying Yun away at this time.

At least let this outdated young master get used to the poor life, so that he can be self-reliant and integrate into this real society, and then kick him out.

It's a pity that Ying Yun, this annoying guy, is so miserable, but he still wants to save face.

Yang Xueyi had even taken the initiative to call and extend an olive branch, but this guy didn't immediately back down at first, as if he was holding back his anger and trying to straighten his back.

He may not know that Yang Xueyi already knows all his details and situation!

If someone like him can't rent Yang Xueyi's house, where can he find a landlord as reliable as Yang Xueyi outside?

Most likely, you will encounter black intermediaries and have your deposit defrauded. It is even more impossible for you to have living conditions like Yang Xueyi's house.

But it is understandable that it is really difficult for a person who has always been a favored child to just accept his fate after falling into a quagmire.

It is better to forgive others when you can. In order to take into account Ying Yun's self-esteem, Yang Xueyi lied.

Sure enough, once he made up such a high-sounding excuse about the neighborhood stalker and his own fear, Ying Yun saved his face and immediately went down the stairs.

Although he was still stubborn and didn't agree directly, Ying Yun's answer had changed from a straight rejection to a silent agreement.

I really can't stand these pretentious guys who just like to keep up appearances.

The person who agreed to keep Ying Yun was undoubtedly Ms. Yang Meiying: "With Ying Yun here, I feel more at ease."

"After something like this happened in his family, I didn't even have the chance to see Mrs. Ying and Mr. Ying. I happened to be out that day, and the mistress showed up at our house arrogantly. When I came back, she just stayed there. She chased Xiaoyun away, and then fired me."

Yang Meiying sighed, "I just didn't expect Mrs. Ying to abandon Xiaoyun like this. Now he has no relatives here and nothing. We have lived with him for more than ten years. In fact, we can be considered half a family. In the future, please help as much as you can."

"This kid is very concerned about his reputation. I asked for a rent discount, but he refused. But we live together anyway, and I can always take care of you two more when I come back on weekends. It's better than leaving you out there and making people feel at ease."

…

And half of your family?

Yang Xueyi looked at Ying Yun, who came back from the night shift and subconsciously shouted "Turn on the lights" in a low voice as soon as he entered the door. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at this "family member".

"Young Master, our house doesn't have any smart home equipment, and we don't have any voice-controlled lights."

Ying Yun glanced at Yang Xueyi, his lips curled up, but he didn't say anything, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to Yang Xueyi.

Yang Xueyi thought about Ying Yun's miserable life and stopped mocking him. She just raised her hand and pointed to the kitchen, saying casually, "I cooked too much. You can eat it if you're hungry."

Of course, Yang Xueyi didn’t really cook too much.

She just thought of the miserable scene of Ying Yun eating discounted leftover vegetables in a small hot pot restaurant, and felt a little sorry for him.

She is a person who is not afraid of the powerful but can easily sympathize and empathize with the weak.

Ying Yun is a doctor after all. Doctors have such an intense workload. How could he survive if he couldn't even get enough food and had to eat only vegetables that were about to go bad?

But for a young master like Ying Yun, sympathy for him would probably make him uncomfortable. He still had to find a reason to stop him from being suspicious and let him accept Yang Xueyi's secret kindness.

Sure enough, Ying Yun seemed surprised by Yang Xueyi's words. He glanced at her and then said sparingly, "I'm not hungry."

Eating that bland overnight dish made me starve to death!

But he could still act so calm and say that he was not hungry. Ying Yun is really a talent!

Yang Xueyi had expected this, and she put on a pitiful expression: "I thought my mother would come back to eat, so I made a sumptuous meal. The ingredients took a long time to prepare, and it would be a waste if no one eats it and throws it away. But if you really can't finish it, it's okay, but can you help me wash the dishes?"

Ying Yun indeed showed an incredible expression. It was obvious that the word "washing dishes" had never appeared in his life dictionary.

"Don't look at me like that." Yang Xueyi cleared her throat. "We're roommates now, and the whole point is to help each other, right?"

Ying Yun's face was cold, and he asked in disbelief, "Your hand is dislocated again? Why do you need my help?"

"Look." Yang Xueyi held out her finger, which had been prepared long ago and covered with a Band-Aid. "I accidentally cut my hand while cooking. The wound is deep and bleeding. I feel like I can't touch water for at least two weeks..."

Yang Xueyi said pitifully, "It really hurts so much..."

She wanted to continue acting, but the next second, Ying Yun walked over with an expressionless face, pulled Yang Xueyi's hand away, and then tore off the Band-Aid on her finger without any explanation.

There was nothing on the white and round fingertips.

He raised an eyebrow and looked at Yang Xueyi: "The wound is very deep? You lost a lot of blood? You can't wash dishes for two weeks? Yang Xueyi, how many words of truth are there in your mouth?"

“…”

It's really like a dog biting Lu Dongbin and not knowing how kind a person is!

Yang Xue was so angry that she was half dead. She didn't bother to pretend anymore and just glared at Ying Yun: "Yes, I didn't tell the truth! This meal is not made for my mother, it's specially made for you!"

"Asking you to wash the dishes is just a way for you to save face and eat your meal. If you don't eat, then you'll starve to death!"

Ying Yun frowned: "You cook for me? Why do you want to cook for me?"

Yang Xueyi was really fed up with playing Tai Chi with a pretender like Ying Yun, so she decided to go straight to the point: "I know what situation you're in now, so stop pretending!"

She took out a photo of Ying Yun and Mrs. Ying from her bag and said, "I went to the villa to move things today and stole it for you."

"Put it back." Ying Yun stared at the photo, looking very troubled. "Originally, I only kept this one..."

Yes, the others were thrown away and cleaned up, and only this one is left.

It seems he knows.

As for putting it back...

Did he still expect Mr. Ying to change his mind and think of them, mother and son, after seeing the photos?

Stop kidding!

Seeing it is like poking at the scar, and there is no time to hate!

"If you're poor, then so be it. You still have hands and feet, and a decent job. Why can't you live? And put the photo back? If you put it back, can you go back to the past and continue to be the young master of Yuanyang Freight? You can't go back!"

"I apologize for mocking you for being a down-and-out tenant."

"But you can't always be so fragile and sensitive. You know, being too strong can easily lead to failure. You're so strong-willed that you could easily die young! Han Xin could endure humiliation under his crotch! You, Ying Yun, can certainly endure hardships! Even if you lose the trust fund, your shares in Yuanyang Freight, and your inheritance, you can still work hard in a hospital and become a well-off person! Isn't being a doctor a high-paying job?"

"That mistress is ignoring you now, but when you become the dean, she won't be able to reach you! By then, most of the doctors in Rong City's hospitals will be your disciples. When Xiaosan gets old and needs medical treatment, you can command the hospital system with just one order, and you'll be like the Dragon King who calls the wind and rain!"

As expected, once the conversation started, Ying Yun was shocked at first, and then speechless.

"What's with the Dragon King returning to call the wind and rain? Yang Xueyi, could you please stop watching these skits?"

Yang Xueyi rolled her eyes. "That's not the point. The point is, people need to learn to accept reality and adapt to their environment! Look, cats evolved into their cute, furry selves to keep humans at their side, but dung beetles haven't adapted, and to this day, they can only laboriously roll their own dung balls!"

Ying Yun seemed unable to bear it any longer: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not at the point you're talking about."

He looked at Yang Xueyi with complicated eyes: "But since I have fallen so badly in your eyes, according to our previous relationship, why don't you take this opportunity to retaliate? And you still want to cook for me?"

He looked at Yang Xueyi and asked in a chilling voice, "Did you poison the food?"

fart!

"Although you treated me badly in the past, I am a man of high moral character, unlike you." Yang Xueyi cleared her throat. "My attitude towards the weak is the true warmth of a person!"

"I never kick someone when they're down, I only help when they're in trouble."

She patted Ying Yun's shoulder and said, "Anyway, you should be more open-minded. Listen to my advice. Now that things have come to this, let's eat first."

"Also, wash the dishes after you finish eating." Yang Xueyi glanced at Ying Yun and said, "You can pretend not to eat, but you still have to wash the dishes."

Ying Yun frowned, looking incredulous: "There's no dishwasher here?"

"Master, the kitchen is so small that there is no place to install a dishwasher." Yang Xueyi smiled, "But now this family already has a dishwasher, and that is you."

"My finger isn't injured, but I do hate washing dishes, so you'll have to do them from now on. But in return, I can set aside some money as a housework fund, and all housework will be clearly priced from now on."

"It's hard to find long-term part-time work outside. As a doctor, it's often inconvenient for you to work part-time outside. You also want to save face, so you definitely don't want to be in the spotlight. But the housework at home is endless! As long as you work, you get paid! This is a stable job!"

…

Ying Yun had a strange expression on his face throughout the whole process, but when he saw the three dishes and one soup carefully prepared on Yang Xueyi's table, surprise flashed in his eyes.

Yang Xueyi had indeed prepared the ingredients carefully. Although they were all home-cooked dishes, not as delicious as the delicacies Ying Yun had used before, the meat and vegetables were all well-matched.

"Try it! I really spent a lot of time making it! It tastes really good."

Ying Yun seemed to want to refuse, but for some reason, after looking at Yang Xueyi, he said nothing more, sat down and picked up the chopsticks.

The mouth says no, but the body is very honest!

How can you not be hungry if you eat those rotten vegetable leaves!

Although he is no longer a young master, his living habits that he has been immersed in for many years have not changed. Ying Yun eats very politely. Even home-cooked meals are eaten as elegantly as if he were dining in a Michelin restaurant.

Ying Yun is very picky about food, but Yang Xueyi’s cooking is only better than her mother’s, not worse than hers.

Sure enough, the outdated young master seemed to be trying to give face by taking a bite at first, but after one bite, he took a second bite, and then a third and fourth bite.

She kept staring at Ying Yun until he finished his last bite.

"good."

There’s not a single drop left, and you’re still “okay”.

Perhaps realizing that his "Clean Plate Campaign" was too thorough, Ying Yun cleared his throat with an embarrassed expression: "You've already done it, I don't want to waste it either."

Every cook hopes that what they make will be recognized, and Yang Xueyi is no exception.

Although the evaluation was awkward, Yang Xueyi was very satisfied. At least the other party ate every bite. Even the annoying Ying Yun seemed much more pleasing to her now.

It is said that men become bad when they have money, but the opposite may also be true - men become good when they have no money.

When Ying Yun was still a favored child of heaven, Yang Xueyi felt that disgust was oozing from every pore of his body. He had never been nice to her in the past ten years and she could never imagine that one day the two of them could have such a calm conversation.

Now that people are poor, it is much more normal.

Glancing at Ying Yun, Yang Xueyi said sincerely, "From now on, if I have a bite to eat, you will have one too."

So stop eating discounted rotten vegetable leaves!

Out of consideration for Ying Yun's self-esteem, Yang Xueyi did not say this.

But maybe Ying Yun was still too sensitive. After Yang Xueyi finished speaking, the expression on his face became a little strange again.

Faced with Yang Xueyi's enthusiasm, Ying Yun might have been moved. Yang Xueyi reasonably suspected that he cried, or at least his eyes were red - because he lowered his eyes, avoiding Yang Xueyi's gaze, and did not raise his head for a long time, as if he did not want Yang Xueyi to see his expression at the moment.

When people are under great shock, they often feel at a loss, so when they raised their heads again, Ying Yun adjusted his mood and had an expressionless face. Yang Xueyi could fully understand.

Yang Xueyi heard his cold voice: "You mean, as long as I'm in this difficult situation, you plan to keep cooking for me?"

He paused. "If I wasn't in such trouble, you wouldn't plan to cook?"

It's already this late! Why are you still pretending it's not difficult?

"I just want to ask you one question. Is it true that you and Mr. Ying are not related by blood?"

Ying Yun pursed his lips: "It's true."

Yang Xueyi rolled her eyes. "That's all, isn't it? Something's happened at home, and your life has changed dramatically. Now all you need to know is that I'm kind and willing to lend you a hand! I'll help you get through this difficult time!"

Ying Yun frowned: "I didn't..."

Yang Xueyi's voice interrupted Ying Yun's words at the same time. She spoke first and said, "Don't worry, my cooking will be up to the same level and standard as before. If you have anything you want to eat, you can tell me in advance. Just don't make it too expensive."

"We've known each other for ten years, after all. If you raise a dog for ten years, you'll develop feelings for it. Besides, you're a living person, so I won't just stand by and watch you die."

Sure enough, after saying this, Ying Yun's expression became a little complicated.

Yang Xueyi then remembered: "What were you about to say? Sorry to interrupt you."

Ying Yun lowered his gaze. After a moment, Yang Xueyi heard him say calmly, "I forgot. It shouldn't be a big deal."

"Well, since you're not a young master anymore, and I'm not your live-in aunt's daughter, we're equals. From now on, I'll cook and you'll have to wash the dishes!"

"Don't even think about doing less housework! The principle is, I do the chores I like, and you do the ones I hate. For example, I hate taking out the trash, so you're the one who sorts it out!"

"So what chores do you like to do?"

Yang Xueyi smiled slightly: "To be honest, I don't like anything except cooking."

Ying Yun: “…”

Under Ying Yun's incredulous gaze, Yang Xueyi nodded: "Yes, everything else is yours."

After all, he had been a rich young master for more than 20 years. When he heard that he had to wash dishes and do other housework, Ying Yun's expression was a little distorted, but in the end, it was probably Yang Xueyi's timely help that touched him.

He reassured uncomfortably, "I wash the dishes and do the housework, and you cook, right?"

"Yes!"

Yang Xueyi heard him take a deep breath, as if to compromise with the current predicament, and said reluctantly: "Okay. Got it."

Then Yang Xueyi looked at Ying Yun, glanced at the dishes on the table, and stood up. He glanced at the hooks on the side of the kitchen, then opened his arms to Yang Xueyi with an uneasy expression: "Then you can now..."

To be honest, Yang Xue expected that Ying Yun would be touched by her timely help.

But I didn't expect him to be so moved.

This scene is really a bit too awkward and weird.

Yang Xueyi always cuts the Gordian knot when dealing with embarrassment - as long as she doesn't give embarrassment a chance to ferment, embarrassment will not catch up with her.

Without waiting for Ying Yun to finish speaking, she stood up, rushed forward, greeted Ying Yun's open arms, and gave him a hug.

Yang Xueyi actually didn't want to hug Ying Yun, but the atmosphere had already been set to this point, and Ying Yun had taken the initiative like this. If she didn't show any reaction, she didn't know if this young master Ying Yun would feel his self-esteem hurt again. On top of that, he had suffered a great disaster now, so he might even hide in the bathroom and cry all night.

So, gritting her teeth, Yang Xueyi gave Ying Yun a big hug. To show her friendliness, she even patted Ying Yun on the back perfunctorily.

I don’t know what Ying Yun is thinking.

So what?

And even hugging, how corny!

It’s like the great reconciliation of the century!

It was probably because he moved too fast, Ying Yun seemed to have not anticipated Yang Xueyi's move at all. As soon as Yang Xueyi hugged him, she felt that his whole body was stiff.

Just as Yang Xueyi quickly let go of Ying Yun, she heard his voice above her head.

Almost gritting his teeth, he spoke each word: "Yang, Xue, Yi."

"Why are you hugging me?"

ah?

"I asked you to get the apron from the hook and tie it on for me!"

"Didn't you ask me to wash the dishes?" Ying Yun's eyes seemed to be blazing with fire, and he looked at Yang Xueyi as if she were an idiot. "What are you thinking about?"

…

There was no road on the ground, but when more people walked on it, it became a road.

Life is not awkward. Yang Xue overthinks and becomes awkward...

【Author’s words】

Only men who do housework, wash dishes, and take out the trash can find a partner!

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