Chapter 101 Isn't this the same Fu Xiaoting from before?

A bodyguard stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Sir, what should we do with these two?"

Hannah's body jerked violently, as if he had grasped at the last straw, and he suddenly turned to Yunyang.

"Butler Yun! Miss Yun!"

He crawled two steps on his knees toward Yunyang, his posture so humble it was almost invisible.

"Please, for the sake of Nathan and your colleague, beg your husband to spare her life!"

"She's young, she doesn't know anything, I forced her to do it!"

Han Na burst into tears and kowtowed repeatedly.

Han Nashan looked dazed: "Don't beg, I want to die."

She broke the vase, but it was her grandfather who died...

Yun Yang was a little confused by this sudden roll call.

Does she look like some kind of pushover?

My colleague isn't gay.

We don't have a life-or-death bond.

Yun Yang sneered inwardly.

She still holds the same view.

Since you hate Fu Xiaoting to the core, then just do it. Strap bombs all over your body and find an opportunity to die together with him.

Why involve so many innocent children?

What did those children do wrong?

Just as she was about to retort, Fu Xiaoting's cold inner voice suddenly rang in her mind.

Sister, you can go out first.

Yun Yang paused for a moment, then looked up at Fu Xiaoting.

His profile was hidden in shadow, making his expression impossible to see, but the chilling aura emanating from him was even stronger than before.

Never mind, being morally blackmailed is the worst thing.

Let Xiaoting do whatever she wants; after all, he's the one who got poisoned.

Yun Yang turned and left the interrogation room.

The heavy iron door slammed shut behind us, shutting out everything inside.

Yun Yang didn't rush back to her room, but instead turned a corner and went to Jujiro's ward.

Two bodyguards stood guard like gatekeepers.

Upon seeing Yunyang, they bowed respectfully.

"Cloud Butler".

Yun Yang nodded, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The room was quiet, with only the beeping of medical equipment.

Gyukiro lay on the hospital bed, pale-faced, with an oxygen mask on.

He is still not awake.

Yunyang walked to the bedside and quietly looked at him.

His lips moved slightly, as if he were saying something in a dream.

I suddenly remembered the night he showed off his red underwear.

Everyone was eating barbecue by the steaming hot spring, except for Brother Ji, who was stuck outside, smelling the aroma.

At the time, I just found it funny.

Looking back now, I feel a little uneasy.

If only he had come in and had a few bites back then.

Yun Yang sighed, feeling a pang of regret.

If there's anything he particularly wants to eat, she can go to the kitchen and make it for him right now.

Even if he can't eat it, just smelling it is good, like last time.

So Yunyang leaned down and put her ear close to hear what he was saying.

“Chenyan…”

Intermittent murmurs escaped from beneath the oxygen mask, indistinct yet carrying a profound obsession.

"I thought... that the gentleman liked you... so... I never dared to..."

"Until recently... I found out... that you are straight..."

"I regret...not confessing my feelings to you..."

Yun Yang: "?"

She froze completely.

What the heck?

Submerged rock?

Fu Xiaoting had mentioned it to her before, saying that Zhang Yan, Gu Yan, and another person named Shen Yan all looked almost identical.

But didn't Shen Yan die when he was ten years old?

Brother Ji is way too precocious!

and……

A sudden chill ran down Yun Yang's back.

Poor Kei-ge.

He still doesn't know that the white moonlight he cherishes, Shen Yan, was killed by the "master" to whom he swore to serve to the death.

Yun Yang straightened up with mixed feelings, looking at Jujiro's pale face.

Fortunately, Fu Xiaoting is dead.

fortunately……

As Yunyang left the ward, she bumped into Zhang Yan.

She looked at Zhang Yan: "The housekeeper needs...", but swallowed the last "you" again.

Forget it, Zhang Yan isn't a good person either, let's not make things harder for Brother Ji's fate.

With that in mind, she went downstairs.

Zhang Yan stared at her retreating figure, completely bewildered.

What does the housekeeper want? Is she deliberately not saying?

System: [She might want red underwear, but she's a woman, so it's awkward for her to say it directly.]

[Just grab one; red underwear is never a bad choice.]

...

The clear laughter of children could be heard coming from the living room.

Yun Yang was unaware that the system was actually quite kind, and she went down the stairs.

Then they saw Shen Mingyue sitting cross-legged on the carpet, holding a small comb in her hand, and carefully combing Pan'er's hair.

Pan'er's hair was fine and soft, and with her skillful hands, she tied it into a cute bow-shaped bun on top of her head.

"Oh, you've arrived."

Shen Mingyue raised her eyelids and glanced at Yun Yang.

"I told you not to get involved in Fu Xiaoting's mess, but you wouldn't listen."

"Luckily it wasn't you who got injured this time, otherwise who would make me spicy hot pot in the future?"

Her tone remained as arrogant as ever, but Yun Yang detected a subtle hint of concern.

Yun Yang smiled and didn't expose her.

Her gaze fell silently on the corner of the balcony.

Fu Xiaojun was sitting on a small rattan chair, with a thick book on his lap that looked completely out of place for his age, and he was reading it very intently.

Sunlight streamed through the glass window, casting a golden halo around him, making him look like an ethereal prince untouched by worldly concerns.

only……

Yun Yang's brows furrowed slightly.

So calm.

He was incredibly calm.

Su Wanqing is currently being held captive in the basement of this villa.

He, however, acted as if nothing was wrong, quietly reading a book.

Surely a child shouldn't learn to remain calm and composed even when faced with a collapsing mountain?

That's his own mother!

So, is there a possibility...?

Fu Xiaojun's presence at that care home was inextricably linked to Su Wanqing.

A terrifying thought flashed through Yun Yang's mind.

Just then, a small hand gently tugged at the hem of her clothes.

Yunyang snapped out of her daze and lowered her head.

Shin-chan looked up at her with his delicate, doll-like face and his big, sapphire-like eyes blinking.

"Sister, I want to eat candied hawthorn with milk skin. Pan'er wants to eat it too."

Upon hearing this, Pan'er's face turned bright red, and she nervously twisted the hem of her clothes, shaking her head repeatedly.

"I...I don't want to eat! It's too much trouble for you, sister!"

Shin-chan glanced at her with disdain.

I don't know who it was just now, but they were watching food videos on their tablet and their mouths were practically watering.

He ignored Pan'er's insincere words and continued to gaze at Yun Yang with his big, watery eyes.

"Sister, she's never eaten snacks before, can I make some for you?"

"I really don't want to eat..." Pan'er was still shaking her head softly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum. "I'm already very satisfied as long as I have food to eat."

This child is so sensible it breaks my heart.

Shen Mingyue couldn't stand it anymore, so she threw the comb aside and waved her hand grandly.

"Yunyang, come on! Let's go to the kitchen together!"

"You just sit and give instructions, we'll do the work!"

"My dad will be here soon. When he arrives, I'll empty his wallet and give it all to you as a reward for his hard work!"

Yun Yang was amused by her.

She crouched down, bringing her eyes level with Pan'er's, and softened her voice.

"Pan'er, look at your sister."

The little girl timidly raised her head, her large, dark eyes filled with unease.

"Wanting to eat something, or wanting something, is not something that 'bothers' others."

Yunyang's voice was very soft and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing across a lake.

"This is a very normal and great idea."

"Because it shows that you still have curiosity and expectations for this world."

"Look, Xiaoxin wants to eat, Sister Shen Mingyue wants to eat, and I want to eat too."

"Everyone wants to eat it, that's why we have to make it together."

“This isn’t trouble, this is sharing.”

Would you like to join us in sharing the joy of making and eating candied hawthorns?

Pan'er stared blankly at her, something flickering in her eyes.

Sharing...happiness...

These words were completely foreign to her.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally, under Yun Yang's encouraging gaze, she nodded gently, yet with a hint of uncertainty.

"Yay!"

Xiao Xin and Shen Mingyue immediately cheered.

Yun Yang smiled and patted Pan'er's head. If she had to start reading people's faces and living cautiously from such a young age, then her life would be too wasted.

She only understood this principle after she grew up.

The group marched toward the kitchen in a grand procession.

However, as soon as Yunyang reached the kitchen door, she smelled a peculiar odor.

It tastes like barbecue, but with an indescribable fishy smell that's more than just ordinary barbecue.

She frowned and pushed open the kitchen door.

The sight before them stunned everyone.

In the spacious and bright kitchen, several bodyguards dressed in black suits were gathered around an oven.

Inside, something was sizzling and roasting.

That aroma was coming from the pot.

Yunyang recognized the pot.

That's what Han Na-shan uses.

But why are the bodyguards cooking here?

The group looked at each other, completely baffled.

Just then, Zhang Yan walked past them carrying an empty plate.

His expression was calm, just like when he was preparing afternoon tea.

"Zhang Yan, what are you doing?" Shen Mingyue couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Yan stopped, glanced back at them, and explained in a calm tone.

"The man chopped off Han Nashan's hands."

"It's being baked now, and we're going to send it to Hannah."

"The master said that as long as Hannah eats these hands, he will spare Hannah's life."

boom--!

Yun Yang felt as if her mind had been struck by lightning, and it went completely blank for a moment.

Is this something Xiaoting would do?!

Is he starving again?

Shen Mingyue also looked disgusted. She took a step back, as if afraid of getting tainted by something unlucky.

"What bad luck."

She scratched her hair in frustration.

"How are we supposed to make candied hawthorns now?"

Yun Yang stiffly turned her head to look at the three little ones beside her.

Xiao Xin, Pan'er, Fu Xiaojun.

There wasn't a trace of surprise or fear on their three innocent little faces.

They watched the bizarre scene in the kitchen with calm, clear, unwavering eyes.

It was as if the pot wasn't filled with human hands.

It was just an ordinary pig's trotter.

Yun Yang's heart sank.

A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.

Just then, the system's voice rang out in her mind with a chilling sound.

[Tsk.]

[I had previously doubted Fu Xiaoting's identity, thinking he wasn't the real person.]

Looking back now, I realize I was overthinking it.

[Isn't this the same Fu Xiaoting from before?]