Chapter 129 Pork Rib Porridge
Hearing this, Zhao Shunian went to the kitchen.
He saw Yu Yin and asked, "Why are you so excited to cook breakfast for yourself?"
"Xiang Yue is sick, and her family is not in the capital. She doesn't dare tell them, fearing they will come and kill her, and she will lose her freedom. I will cook her some pork rib porridge, and I will go to the hospital to see her later."
Then Yu Yin looked at Zhao Shunian in distress, "But I didn't control the portion well and made too much porridge. We also have this for breakfast."
Zhao Shunian believes the key point is not this, but another one: "When I was sick, you didn't give me this kind of treatment."
"You have plenty of people to take care of you, so you don't need me. You never cooked for me when I was sick, so we're even." Yu Yin opened the lid of the pot and felt that the porridge was almost cooked.
Zhao Shunian also leaned in to take a closer look. Steam was rising from the pot, and his glasses were covered with white mist.
Yu Yin looked up and saw his expression, and laughed out loud, "You are just an idiot now."
Zhao Shunian took off his glasses and put them on Yu Yin. "You're an idiot too."
The mist on her glasses cleared, and Yu Yin saw Zhao Shunian's face so clearly for the first time. She felt a little dizzy, so she put the glasses back on Zhao Shunian. "Luckily, your glasses aren't too strong, otherwise I'd be even more dizzy and look like a complete idiot."
"Such a smart person becomes a fool, but he is still a smart fool."
"Humph, no matter how nicely you put it, it can't cover up the fact that you teased me."
Zhao Shunian and Yu Yin sat at the dining table eating pork rib porridge. Yu Yin hadn't cooked porridge in a long time and was unsure. She asked him uncertainly, "How does it taste? Is it salty enough?"
Zhao Shunian savored the porridge carefully and said flatteringly, "It's very good, suitable for patients."
Yu Yin felt relieved. "One more thing. I have to go to the temple today to pray for Xiang Yue to heal her illness. You can stay here by yourself today."
It was just a joke just now, but now Zhao Shunian is really jealous. "Yu Yin, I think I should say it again. I didn't get this kind of treatment when I was sick."
"Actually, we didn't go there specifically. A client of mine was going to the temple to pray, so Qianyao and I planned to create a chance encounter. At most, I'll pray for you then, hoping that your business will flourish, that you'll have a lot of money, and that you'll be free from disasters and illnesses..."
Yu Yin said a lot of nice things to make Zhao Shunian laugh, and only then did his jealousy disappear.
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In the hospital, Yu Yin took out each layer of the thermos and placed them one by one on the dining table above the bed, and placed Xiang Yue's computer on the bedside table.
Mo Qianyao scolded Xiang Yue while peeling fruit. "You're still sick, but you can't take your eyes off the computer. There's always work to do. Don't you want to get better?"
"I'm just bored and want to do something to relieve my boredom. You've been scolding me since the moment I came in. But Yu Yin is so virtuous and made so many delicious foods for me. This is a complete enjoyment like that of an emperor." Xiang Yue was in a good mood as he looked at the delicacies on the table.
"Your illness should be fine now. You can have an appetite now." Mo Qianyao peeled the apple and started cutting it on the plate.
Yu Yin said mysteriously, "There's only one thing here that I made. Guess what it is?"
Xiang Yue immediately said, "It seems that eating your food is not that easy. You gave me a life and death proposition right away."
Xiang Yue and Mo Qianyao both tasted the food that Yu Yin brought. They quickly tasted which one was made by Yu Yin. They winked at each other and let the other speak first.
Yu Yin tapped each of them on the forehead and said, "Do you think I'm blind? Tell me now."
Xiang Yue looked weak and said, "Oh, I think my taste buds haven't recovered yet. I can't taste anything. I can't guess."
Mo Qianyao quickly pointed to the pork rib porridge and said, "This."
Yu Yin smiled with satisfaction, "You guessed it right. How did you guess that?"
"I think it's especially suitable for patients. It's light and smooth, and only you can make it taste this good."
Yu Yin listened to Mo Qianyao's words and felt something was wrong. Thinking back to Zhao Shunian's comments at home, why did they all have a hint of falsehood? But she decided not to delve into it and accepted their praise.
The Cantonese dim sum that Yu Yin brought was the first to be cleared out and eaten. Although she had already eaten them at home, she couldn't help but eat some more when she saw Xiang Yue and Mo Qianyao eating them.
The dim sum chef at home is an expert at making Cantonese dim sum. When there was a servant crisis, she once wanted to fire all the servants in the villa. But when she thought of the dim sum made by the dim sum chef, she felt reluctant and was wavering between delicious food and privacy.
In the end, Yu Yin compromised and did not fire all the servants. After that unprecedented act of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, the atmosphere at home is now very peaceful.
Xiang Yue felt almost full. Seeing the remaining pork rib porridge, she scooped another small bowl and ate. "It's almost time now. You guys should hurry to the temple. I'll clean up here. Otherwise, you won't be able to meet Ms. Fu."
Mo Qianyao and Yu Yin started to clean up. She said, "It will only take a short while. You're sick, so just rest up. Don't worry about this."
Mo Qianyao, who had just passed her driving test, drove Yu Yin to the temple.
Yu Yin felt scared sitting in her car, "Your driver's license and your car are new to society, so take it easy, I'm scared. How about I drive?" Yu Yin didn't drive, the driver took her to the hospital.
Mo Qianyao disagreed, "You can't open it. If you do, by the time we get there, Ms. Fu will have been snatched away by Chengce Studio. They're holding on so tightly, I don't believe they haven't received the news."
Yu Yin felt disgusted when he heard the name Chengce Studio. "The pronunciation of the name is so similar to Chengche, but it turns out it's not clean at all. It only does dirty and despicable things."
"We at Yinyue Studio don't produce music either. However, we're more serious than them and work hard, while they have evil intentions. Luo Zi is usually careless and childish, but I didn't expect him to be sincere about the studio and not fall for Chengce's tricks."
A former colleague of Xiang Yue's had gone out on his own and partnered with a senior to open a studio, Chengce Studio. With the frequent flow of information among colleagues, they learned that Xiang Yue was doing very well and wanted to follow in his footsteps and take advantage of the opportunity.
Luo Zi was also approached by people from Chengce Studio, who wanted to poach him because he was an original member of Yinyue Studio and knew a lot of things.
Now Luo Zi is gradually responsible for some projects in the studio. He intuitively feels that the big pie that Yu Yin painted has been realized, and the development prospects of the studio are also good. He does not want to give up the current good situation and go to another studio to start over.
In order to express his loyalty, Luo Zi complained to Yu Yin about the Chengce Studio. Only then did Yu Yin and the others know that this studio was Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V, and even doing Ctrl+X to poach employees!
Yu Yin and Mo Qianyao were trying to deal with Ms. Fu, a tough nut to crack, and Chengce Studio followed them after smelling the scent.
Ms. Fu's attitude towards the two curatorial studios is ambiguous.
Yu Yin felt like she and Mo Qianyao were like donkeys chasing a carrot, unable to eat the carrot no matter how hard they tried. However, with Chengce Studio chasing them, they were unwilling to give up Siyuan, the carrot.
Mo Qianyao and Yu Yin were running around in the temple when they finally ran into Ms. Fu. They breathed a sigh of relief because they didn't see anyone from Chengce Studio.
When Ms. Fu saw them, she said with a hint of surprise, "How come I met you here? What a coincidence."
Mo Qianyao displayed her superb acting skills and said sullenly, "A good friend of Yu Yin and I is sick, and we came here to pray for her."
Yu Yin also echoed this, saying, "When you are sick, in addition to scientific treatment, you also need spiritual comfort from the gods."
Ms. Fu nodded. "That's right."
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