Qin Yunie himself can't say for sure whether giving out daily dividends was just a side effect or something else.

She planned to use this time to sort out her thoughts.

Back home, Qin Yune felt exhausted after a busy day. She was too lazy to even cook, so she went straight into the bedroom, threw herself onto the bed, and let Xiaobai out.

Instead of going to its den, Xiao Bai went to Qin Yune's side and rubbed its little head against her cheek, making a "squeak squeak~" sound.

Qin Yune was immediately tickled by the furry touch and couldn't help but smile. Then, he propped himself up on his elbows, lay on the bed, picked up Xiaobai, and began to knead it in various ways.

Little White didn't resist, looking like it was letting you do whatever you wanted. Seeing this, Qin Yune couldn't control his claws any longer and proceeded to ravage it.

Qin Yune only stopped when Xiaobai's fur was all ruffled and messed up.

Perhaps it was because she had vented her emotions, but Qin Yune didn't feel so bad anymore. "Thank you, Xiaobai."

Little White proudly puffed out its little chest, squeaking as if to say: See? What would you do without me!

Qin Yune was amused by its cute appearance, "Mmm, Little White is the best and the most amazing."

Then Qin Yune got up, put Xiaobai on his shoulder, and went to the kitchen.

I was too lazy to cook anything today, so I just made something simple: fried rice with eggs and some kimchi.

The King of Hell's servant took the food box away.

Meanwhile, in the underworld, Judge Cui was giving a work report to King Yama. After finishing the report, he specifically mentioned to King Yama that Qin Yune had come to see him the day before.

Yan Wenjing paused upon hearing this and asked, "She came to see me yesterday?"

Judge Cui assumed Yan Wenjing was simply curious about why Qin Yune had come to see him, so he said, "Hmm, you've arrived quite early, much earlier than usual. You must be here to deliver some pastries to you. They're quite delicious. I heard from the ghost messengers in the group that Miss Qin seems to have made a lot to sell today."

Yan Wenjing frowned slightly: "You ate?"

Judge Cui sensed something was amiss. After a moment of hesitation, he quickly said, "Miss Qin has distributed the pastries to the guards at the door."

Seeing Yan Wenjing's gaze, Judge Cui's heart tightened, and he quickly said, "You gave me some too."

After Judge Cui finished speaking, he immediately added, "However, Miss Qin always brings you the first delicious food she makes, so I imagine there will be pastries in tonight's meal."

Just then, a servant boy came in carrying a food box.

Judge Cui's eyes lit up immediately, and he said jokingly, "Speak of the devil, and he appears; your meal is here."

He even took a couple of steps to take the food box, but the moment he opened it, his expression froze, as if he'd been frozen in place: "???"

Inside the food box, there was only a simple plate of fried rice with eggs and a small plate of kimchi. There was no other food in sight, and the empty food box looked so out of place.

Judge Cui's body seemed to freeze, instantly stiffening. He stared at the plate of fried rice in disbelief.

What, what's going on here?

Normally, there's at least one meat dish and one vegetable dish. If Miss Qin is in a good mood, there's even a big meal. Why is it just fried rice with eggs today?

Unconvinced, Judge Cui took out the fried rice and kimchi, then searched the food box thoroughly, but found nothing else to eat.

Just then, meeting the cold, stern gaze of the King of Hell, Judge Cui felt a shiver run through his body, as if a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

The next second, Yan Wenjing's gaze fell on the simple fried rice. After a long while, he sighed and rubbed his temples in exasperation.

He hadn't experienced any of this before, and he didn't know what went wrong or how things had turned out this way.

Judge Cui looked at the lonely fried rice and then at King Yama, regretting his meddling. Now he just wanted to dig a hole and bury himself to avoid being remembered by King Yama and being blamed.

Just as he was feeling extremely anxious and uneasy, Yan Wenjing suddenly said, "You can go out first."

Upon hearing this, Judge Cui immediately bowed respectfully and left.

Stepping out of the room, Judge Cui felt as if he had come back to life. The King of Hell's appearance just now was even more intimidating than when he was in full force.

He didn't even dare to say a word; the air seemed to stand still.

Judge Cui glanced back to make sure the King of Hell hadn't come out, then immediately pulled out his phone and started typing furiously.

Judge Cui: [It seems King Yama and Miss Qin had a fight!!]

Fan Wujiu: [How could that be! King Yama and Miss Qin are getting along very well.]

Judge Cui: [Tonight, Miss Qin only sent King Yama a plate of fried rice with eggs and a small plate of kimchi! So many ghosts in the underworld can buy pastries, yet Miss Qin didn't send any to King Yama!! What does this mean?]

Judge Cui: [This means Miss Qin is unhappy! She argued with King Yama! This is Miss Qin's way of expressing her dissatisfaction!]

Judge Cui: [In all my years in the underworld, this is the first time I've seen a young woman dare to give King Yama the cold shoulder. The key is that King Yama doesn't seem angry at all; he even looks somewhat helpless.]

Ox-Head: [If what you're saying is true, it's only a matter of time before Miss Qin becomes our King Yama's consort.]

Horse-faced: [Wow! Someone actually dared to defy the King of Hell and is still alive! I need to latch onto this powerful figure! Where does Miss Qin live again? I'm thinking of sending her something.]

Xie Bi'an: [Miss Qin is such a good-tempered girl, what happened to make her so angry?]

Fan Wujiu: [That makes sense! Perhaps the King of Hell was too cold-hearted, and Miss Qin got hurt.]

Fan Wujiu: [Tsk tsk tsk, I knew the King of Hell was destined to be single! He finally found someone with a good temper who could cook well, and now, he's about to ruin that too. Sigh…]

Judge Cui: [You didn't see the helpless expression on King Yama's face just now, he's so doting! I think Miss Qin has a chance. It's the first time I've ever seen King Yama look like that.]

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Horse-Face sent a message in the group chat: "If they continue this cold war, and the King of Hell can't vent his anger on Miss Qin, then we'll all be in trouble!"

After Horse-Face said that, the group chat fell into an eerie silence for a few seconds.

Xie Bi'an: [It's best to behave yourself these days and avoid getting into trouble.]

Ox-Head: [Horse-Face, aren't you supposed to be escorting a ghost to the King of Hell's palace later?]

Horse-faced Demon: [...]

Horse-faced Demon: [Oh no, oh no! This ghost committed countless evil deeds in his life. If I go now, will I get beaten to death?]

Fan Wujiu gave Ma Mian a suggestion: "Why don't you ask around and see if anyone hasn't had any pastries yet, then send some to King Yama, saying it was from Miss Qin? If that doesn't work, you could ask Miss Qin to make some pastries for you, and you could pretend it was Miss Qin who made them for King Yama."