The Sweet Little Fulang of the Farming Family

Zhao Chuchu was meticulously raised since childhood. Relying on her adoptive mother's doting and wealth, she indulged in idleness, eating, drinking, and merry-making, visiting brothels, and tea...

Chapter 342 Please cook a meal for me yourself

"When competing with Taohua Bookstore, she was also relentless, which is why I suspect she might be the one targeting Fengya Bookstore and Yizhi Haitang this time. To be honest, Xie Ping is a very cunning and scheming person. It took a lot of effort to suppress her back then."

"Also, when I was investigating Xie Ping, I discovered that the deaths of Xie Youzhi and his mother were very strange. Xie Ping's servant told me that Xie Ping never let anyone enter Youzhi Garden. Once, a maid just stepped in out of curiosity and was beaten to death by her. In any case, Xie Ping is a very strange person."

Zhao Chuchu didn't expect that there was a person like Xie Ping hidden in Renhe County.

After hearing what she said, her suspicion towards Xie Ping grew deeper.

But they were just suspicions, and ultimately had no way of arresting Xie Ping, nor could they question whether she was the person behind the scenes.

Zhao Chuchu left Fengya Bookstore only after she understood the situation. She had to go back and sort out her thoughts on how to find Xie Ping.

At this time, only Song Wanxian and Yang Xin were left in the back hall of Fengya Bookstore.

"Boss Song, I provided you with so much information, shouldn't you thank me?" Yang Xin curled her lips.

Song Wanxian looked at her in slight surprise and said blankly, "Well, thank you?"

Yang Xin suddenly choked, his face darkening a little. "Boss Song, this is really not nice of you. I even asked Taohua Bookstore to help you out earlier, and all you get is a thank you."

"Then what does Boss Yang want me to do?"

Yang Xin smiled. She was obviously in her thirties, but she looked like a little girl. She looked at Song Wanxian with bright eyes and said, "Boss Song, why don't you cook a meal for me yourself? I heard that your cooking skills are as good as the chef at Huixiang Restaurant."

Somehow, Song Wanxian always felt that Yang Xin's gaze was too hot. She felt a little uncomfortable and looked away slightly.

"Sure." It was just a meal. Yang Xin had indeed helped her a lot, so she had no reason to refuse.

The smile on Yang Xin's lips widened.

"Then why not do it today?"

So, Song Wanxian went into the kitchen to cook, while Yang Xin leaned against the door, quietly watching the busy Wenwan figure, inexplicably feeling that the years were peaceful.

Song Wanxian prepared four dishes and one soup, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, which exuded an enticing aroma.

Yang Xin took a few bites, nodded continuously, and praised Song Wanxian's cooking skills.

"Boss Song is such a great cook. Whoever marries you in the future will be blessed."

"I don't plan to marry a husband." Song Wanxian said lightly.

"Why?" Yang Xin asked.

Song Wanxian didn't answer. Yang Xin opened her mouth and wanted to ask again, but felt it was inappropriate, so she could only eat obediently.

She had inquired and found out that Song Wanxian came to Renhe County alone with a child.

But that child, Xiao Jie, was not her child at all.

Yang Xin was really confused as to why they came to Renhe County and why Song Wanxian didn't marry a husband.

However, since Song Wanxian was unwilling to answer, she didn't ask for the time being. After all, there was still plenty of time.

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Xie Mansion.

Wu Jia had been alone in his empty room for several days. He heard that Xie Ping had taken a fancy to another young man and wanted to take him as her maid.

Wu Jia naturally didn't want anyone else to compete for his favor. He had acted coquettishly and tried to stop her, but Xie Ping's attitude was very firm this time. Even after knowing his little thoughts, she didn't come to see him for several days. Even if he went to see her, she turned a blind eye.