Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Part 3

Gu Yan stared with his eyes wide open, his eye sockets turned red, and a layer of mist gradually filled his eyes.

It was so painful that I cried physiologically.

Because he forgot that he had a wound on his face when he yelled, the corners of his mouth opened too wide and pulled the wound on his face, causing him to grimace in pain.

In the blink of an eye, I heard the assistant's timid words.

Gu Yan suddenly became even angrier.

It was all because of this useless assistant who couldn't even do the slightest thing, which led to him making such a fool of himself.

And that bitch Yan Su!

He will never let Yan Su go, never!

Gu Yan was filled with anger and hatred, and his eyes seemed like they would pop out of their sockets in the next second.

His entire head was wrapped in gauze, his cheeks and forehead were swollen, and his eyeballs looked like they were about to fall out at any time, making his head look particularly deformed.

Assistant No. 3 was frightened at the first sight and quickly lowered his head for fear of having another nightmare tonight.

"You, raise your head!" Gu Yan yelled angrily.

Assistant Number Three looked up, his eyes wandering, not daring to look at him. He stammered, "Brother Gu, what you asked me to do is illegal. I'm just an ordinary, honest person. I don't dare do it."

Gu Yan felt a mouthful of blood blocking his chest, almost suffocating him to death.

The door of the ward was opened and Gu Yan's agent Liu Jiu walked in.

Assistant No. 3 breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Jiu said, "You guys get out."

Assistant No. 3 suddenly ran out as if there was a mad dog chasing him.

The other two assistants followed him.

When Gu Yan saw his cowardly look, he was so angry that his whole body started shaking.

He looked at Liu Jiu, "Brother Liu, you're just going to watch your artist get bullied? An ordinary old man who runs a restaurant, and a nobody who plays a minor role in a low-end drama. Your artist is being bullied by two people like these. This is a slap in your face, and a slap in the face of the company!"

Liu Jiu said calmly: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let those two people go."

He looked at Gu Yan's head, which was obviously a little oddly shaped, and frowned, saying, "What you need to do now is to recuperate well and strive to recover as soon as possible."

…

The next few days.

Apart from filming every day, Yan Su would wander around the crew, eating melon seeds and listening to gossip that she couldn't tell whether it was true or not. She lived a very comfortable life.

The only thing that puzzled her was that Dandan and Guaibao had been acting mysterious these days, and she didn't know what they were busy with.

Alas, the two Aotians are starting to have their own little secrets.

That day, Yan Su had no shooting tasks all day.

She had made an appointment with Butler Zhao a few days ago to go there at noon today to cook lunch and dinner for his young master.

After finishing breakfast early in the morning, Yan Su strolled to the set and joined the crowd.

"Big melon, big melon!"

From a distance, a young man with a buzz cut was running towards Yan Su and the others.

Yan Su remembered this guy with a crew cut. When she came over just now, she saw him hanging out with the crew of the TV series "Two or Three Things About the Daxing Dynasty" next door.

Could it be that this crew has some gossip so soon?

Yan Su suddenly became alert and subconsciously reached into her pockets for some melon seeds, but found nothing.

Alas, it’s another day when I miss Uncle Chen’s melon seeds.

The day before yesterday, Uncle Chen said that there was a problem with the hotel in the film and television city, so he went back to deal with it. It has been two days and he still hasn't returned.

The guy with a crew cut first gulped down a mouthful of water to moisten his throat, then lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Gu Yan had an accident and is in the hospital."

Many people here regard Gu Yan as their idol. When they heard that he was in trouble, they immediately looked anxious and started asking questions.

Yan Su raised her brows slightly.

It has been five days since the last incident in the woods. This thing should still be lying in the hospital, right?

The buzz-cut guy coughed to clear his throat and said, "According to very reliable gossip, five days ago, in the dark of the night, Gu Yan extended his evil hand to one of his assistants, that timid, weak and honest assistant, and then..."

Everyone stared at him, even breathing subconsciously slower.

However.

A second passed and nothing happened.

Two seconds passed and nothing happened.

A minute passed and still nothing happened.

The guy with a crew cut remained silent and just stared at everyone.

Wan Zihang, who had come over at some point, couldn't help but ask, "And then?"

The guy with the buzz cut spread his hands and said, "That's all the gossip I heard."

Everyone booed.

"I know, I know!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, it was a girl wearing a mask.

The masked girl whispered, "Actually, Gu Yan fell for this honest assistant's girlfriend. He couldn't contain the love that surged within him after tossing and turning for days. So, five days ago, in the dark of night, he got into a fight with the girl's boyfriend, one of his assistants, for his true love. They were both hospitalized."

Everyone took a breath.

"No, no, yours is fake. What I know is the real thing."

Another person jumped out.

"From what I understand, Gu Yan was such a scumbag in the past that he was dating dozens of women at once. That honest assistant couldn't bear to see the girls being deceived, so he secretly told them the truth. After the innocent girls found out, they all worked together to put a sack on Gu Yan in the dark night five days ago and beat him up, sending him to the hospital."

"No, no, no, yours is also fake. This must be Gu Yan's agent deliberately spreading false information to confuse people in order to protect his reputation. Because the truth is very, very, very explosive!"

The third person spoke, his face full of deep sorrow.

The others stared at him.

Even Yan Su, who knew the truth, was involuntarily attracted by what he said.

"The truth is, Gu Yan fell for his timid, weak, honest assistant! In the dark of night five days ago, he couldn't control his emotions and forced himself on the honest assistant. Who would have known that the honest assistant, usually timid and cowardly, would fight back and injure Gu Yan that night to clear his name!"

…

Many "insiders" have joined this exciting melon-making activity one after another.

Wan Zihang was stunned when he heard this, his eyes widened in shock from time to time, and it was obvious that he was not interested in listening to such gossip.

Yan Su: “…”

Her silence was deafening.

She watched helplessly as this group of idiots, who were all expecting the buzz-cut guy to explode, started to randomly create melons, becoming more and more excited and well-organized.

She finally knew where her bizarre background as a rich girl and her emotional history came from.

As expected of you, idiots.

…

"Melon" is full of magic, making people unable to stop.

Even though she knew it was a fake melon made by some idiots, Yan Su still listened to it with great interest for two hours.

Unfortunately, she had to leave to cook for the young master of Butler Zhao's family.

…

After saying goodbye to those idiots, Yan Su took a taxi directly to the Qingshui Bay villa area.

She checked last night and found out that this villa complex is priceless, the security inside is world-class, and the residents are all truly top-tier wealthy people with a net worth starting from tens of billions.

This made Yan Su even more confused.

She is such a wealthy family, yet the young master of the family has been obsessed with the wonderful pigeon soup she cooked for four years?

Yan Su really couldn't figure it out, so she touched her head and got out of the taxi.

The security guard at the villa management office stopped her from entering.

Yan Su called Butler Zhao and handed him the phone.

Five minutes later.

Yan Su sat in a sightseeing bus and was taken to the house of Butler Zhao.

It was about ten minutes later that she arrived at her part-time workplace.

Yan Su’s first feeling was that the villa was big, her second feeling was that the villa was very big, and her third feeling was that the villa was super big.

The moment she followed the nanny into the villa, fragmented images flashed through her mind.

Yan Su looked left and right, and the more she looked, the more familiar this place seemed to her.

Didn't the original owner often come here to work part-time as a chef four years ago?

Yan Su didn't dare to imagine how strong the young master's stomach must be to be able to handle the food she made.

Butler Zhao came down from upstairs, "Miss Yan is here."

Yan Su looked at him.

This housekeeper Zhao's hair has all turned gray. He wears reading glasses, has his hair combed back and wears an English-style tuxedo. He looks extremely energetic.

Yan Su was brought into the kitchen.

On the cooking table, there are rows of cleaned and cut ingredients.

Butler Zhao said, "My young master just woke up a while ago and his spleen and stomach are weak. You can choose some ingredients to make some light porridge for lunch."

For some reason, when Yan Su heard Butler Zhao say that the young master had a weak spleen and stomach, she felt a little guilty for the first time in her life.

He was so weak, what if he was sent away by the porridge she cooked...

Don’t think too much, just think about the five thousand yuan!

Yan Su thought of money and immediately put other thoughts behind her.

She looked at the rows of ingredients on the counter and found that she didn't recognize many of them.

Yan Su took out her mobile phone and opened the Little Black Book. After searching for a while, she decided to make the simplest vegetable and meat porridge.

More than half an hour later.

Yan Su smelled the aroma of food in the kitchen and her eyes widened.

No, is this really the porridge I made?

Yan Su opened the lid of the casserole.

In an instant, the indescribable fragrance that could penetrate one's soul went straight into her nose.

Yan Su couldn't help swallowing.

Butler Zhao entered the kitchen and his eyes lit up when he smelled the fragrance.

But soon, he remembered that the young master had suffered from a strange disease since birth, and no matter what he ate, it was like chewing wax and had no taste.

His poor little master.

Housekeeper Zhao asked the nanny to put the porridge into a thermos bucket, and with red eyes, he picked up the thermos bucket and left.

Yan Su smelled the lingering fragrance in the kitchen air and began to doubt her life.

In the end, she even risked growing a brain to think about this abnormal phenomenon.

As a result, she still hadn't figured out anything until Butler Zhao called.

Yan Su answered the phone.

"Xiao Yan, the porridge you make is delicious!"

Butler Zhao's excited voice came from the other end of the phone, and even the address changed from "Miss Yan" to "Xiao Yan".

"My young master was very satisfied. He drank up all the porridge. He drank up all of it!"

…

Hang up the phone.

Yan Su's expression changed from confusion to doubt, and finally she made a major decision.

She picked up the spoon and scraped for a long time before she scraped off half a bowl of porridge from the bottom of the pot.

She leaned in to smell it, and it was indeed very fragrant, so fragrant that her head was a little dizzy.

Since the young master ate up all the porridge, it proved that the porridge must taste good.

Maybe, without her knowing, she has already been promoted from a genius in the dark cooking world to a true cooking god?

After all, this is a sand sculpture world, everything is possible.

Yan Su picked up the small spoon and scooped up a spoonful of porridge.

She put the porridge into her mouth.

In an instant, Yan Su's face changed drastically and her pupils trembled.

"Yue!!!"

"vomit!!!"