Sure enough, it happened again.
Chu Shangli has been very interested in cooking since he was a child and is quite talented, but Luo Yunjiang and Chu He have always been extremely opposed to this matter.
Perhaps, as one of the six major families in the empire, the Chu family cannot have a daughter who is a chef, otherwise it would be a disgrace to the family.
Only Chu Moyin had no aversion to her hobby, and would often try the new dishes she secretly developed. Even though Chu Moyin's icy face didn't melt much after eating the food she cooked, and she had basically no constructive opinions on the tasting, she was already satisfied just by watching someone eat the food she cooked with big mouthfuls.
Not only did he not oppose her interests, but he also ate up all the dishes she cooked. This was one of the important reasons why he had a strange attachment to her in his previous life before Chu Moyin rebelled and the two of them officially broke up.
After she became decadent, she almost forgot everything, including her love for cooking. Master Fan once said that even if she did nothing, he would still love her...
After Master Fan's death, in that beautifully decorated birdcage, besides reading and practicing assassination, she picked up cooking again.
Now that the Chu family has been destroyed, no one cares whether her behavior will bring disgrace to the Chu family.
Moreover, her mere existence when she became a waste was already a disgrace to the Chu family, so anything else she did seemed insignificant.
During her previous life of imprisonment when she had nothing to do, in addition to assassination skills, her cooking skills had already reached the top level.
Because of her unparalleled cooking skills, this breakfast was simply unpalatable for her.
However, after pondering for a moment, she still showed an expression as obedient as a little white rabbit, said "I know", and ate the fried egg that was not cooked at all, and the croissant sandwich that was obviously not rich enough although it did not have a mixed layer of pastry, and the bacon seasoning method was too conventional and seemed bland.
“It’s delicious.”
Chu Shangli put on a satisfied look on his face, but he was furiously complaining in his heart, "What the hell is delicious? It's delicious! Why do I have to lie about something like this?!"
The mystery of why the Chu family's chef, whose cooking skills were so poor, could stay here forever lingered in her mind.
He wiped his lips with a tissue, nodded with satisfaction, avoided Chu Moyin's meaningful and even mocking gaze, stood up and saluted Luo Yunjiang and Chu He: "Then, I'll go to school!"
"Wait a minute." Chu Moyin finished the soy milk cappuccino in front of her and gently stroked her long, jet-black hair. "Didn't we agree yesterday to walk to school together today? This is a great opportunity to admire the newly opened pomegranate flowers on campus."
Chu Shangli made a "hmm" sound and was hesitating. Chu Moyin had already held up the book in one hand and had intimately held Chu Shangli's arm with the other hand. He waved to Chu He and Luo Yunjiang, "Uncle Yunjiang, Brother Chu He, we're going out!"
Meisuo Academy and the Chu family are only a 20-minute walk away.
Of course, 20 minutes refers to entering the Mae Sot area——
After stepping into the territory, it takes nearly 5 or 6 minutes to walk into the school gate.
There are wide cobblestone roads beside the lush green tree-lined avenue and the sapphire-like waterway.
The road was wide enough for many cars to run side by side, but not a single car passed by.
There was no smell of any harmful substances in the air, only the faint fresh smell of water, the fragrance of trees and flowers.
On the equally wide and exquisitely paved sidewalk, groups of students were walking in the same direction.
The school allows alterations to the uniform and the addition of accessories, but does not allow wearing private clothes. As a result, the pedestrians who come and go are dressed similarly yet each has their own unique personality. Combined with the clothing's own strong sense of style and design, the path to school is particularly eye-catching, even a bit spectacular.
Chu Shangli looked around and confirmed that the two of them had now completely blended into the crowd and no one should have noticed them. He quietly shook off Chu Moyin's hand and wiped the arm that she had just held.
"You really have an acting talent. You don't even feel disgusted when acting in this kind of drama." She muttered softly.
Chu Moyin closed the book in his palm with a thud and glanced at her. "No, I'm definitely not as good as you, Ali. You clearly find it hard to swallow, but you still eat it happily without even a frown, and even say it's delicious. It seems that our little cutie's quality of never lying has disappeared with his rebirth. It's really a pity."
"By the way, who do you think you should blame for me lying without blinking an eyelid?"
"Blame me?" Chu Moyin spread his hands and shrugged.
"Yes, that's right. It's your fault. You made my heart impure. How are you going to compensate me?"
"Well, strictly speaking, it was clearly another me who harmed you. You can think of it as a past life, and it has nothing to do with the me of this time. But if you insist on me making amends, there's something I can do. I'll give you my whole life as compensation this time—of course, if you want, I can even give you eternity."
Chu Moyin spoke those corny words with an expressionless and even rather cold face - but the effect was even more outstanding. Chu Shangli recalled the bloody wedding in his dream, and felt his scalp tightening. He could scrape off the small bumps on his body and cook a pot of sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup.
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