"You dare to harass the people in the government office?"
Luo Qing's face turned pale with anger.
"Does praising your sexiness and beauty count as flirting? If so, what do you want to do about it?"
Ye Qiu remained calm and composed, showing no fear whatsoever.
Meanwhile, Song Siyu, standing to the side, pouted so much that she looked like she could hang a small bottle of vinegar on her lips.
That bastard actually praised Luo Qing for being sexy and beautiful, he deserves to die.
Luo Qing stared intently at Ye Qiu, his anger mingling with a chilling aura.
She had never heard of or seen anyone who could catch bullets.
Faced with such a thorny situation, even Luo Qing, who had an abundance of experience in handling cases, was completely at a loss.
Just as the atmosphere became incredibly tense, Luo Qing's phone suddenly rang.
Luo Qing glanced at it and quickly answered: "Lord, this is Luo Qing. I am on a mission to capture Ye Qiu."
"What are you arresting? Withdraw all personnel immediately and stop searching for Ye Qiu. Also, tear up all the wanted posters that have been issued at all costs. This matter ends here and must not be investigated further."
An anxious voice came from the phone.
Luo Qing was stunned, completely stunned: "Lord, I...I've already found Ye Qiu, why aren't you arresting him? He's the one who died..."
"What? You found Young Master Ye? Let me tell you, Young Master Ye is innocent. You should apologize to him properly and treat him well. I will personally handle the matter of withdrawing the arrest warrant. This matter must be suppressed at all costs. Don't ask about the reasons for now, just do as I say."
Beep beep beep...
The call was disconnected!
Luo Qing held her phone, completely bewildered.
Ye Qiuming is clearly a criminal who has killed hundreds of people; he is extremely vicious.
But now, why is even the Prefect trying to exonerate him?
"Little girl, take your people back. Your lord told you not to interfere, so just listen to him."
Ye Qiu smiled.
"You wait, if you commit a crime, no matter who tries to stop you, I will find a way to bring you to justice."
Luo Qing turned around angrily and left with his men.
"She's really stubborn, but her back view is quite beautiful."
Ye Qiu stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.
"Pah, still looking? The people are already far away, what's the point of looking?"
Song Siyu stomped her feet hard.
"I'm doing my own thing, what's it to you? Give me the medicine."
Ye Qiu took the medicinal herbs from Song Siyu's hand and turned to go into the house.
Following behind Ye Qiu, Song Siyu asked, "Between me and Luo Qing, who is prettier?"
"Each has its own merits."
Ye Qiu said.
"If you had to choose one, what would you choose?" Song Siyu pressed.
"Only children make choices."
Ye Qiu smiled.
"What do you mean? You want them all?"
Song Siyu stared at Ye Qiu with an incredulous look.
“Wrong,” Ye Qiu said. “The correct answer is neither.”
After speaking, Ye Qiu carried the medicine into the kitchen.
"You've gone too far."
Song Siyu followed him into the kitchen, but Ye Qiu ignored him and began to brew the medicine.
Ye Qiu was very fast and did everything in an orderly manner.
In a daze, Song Siyu had a hallucination, as if Ye Qiu was cooking instead of decocting medicine.
"What are you standing there for? Use that time to cook rice," Ye Qiu said.
"oh oh."
Song Siyu subconsciously began to act.
An hour later, Song Siyu prepared three dishes and a soup and served them on the table.
Ye Qiu's medicine was ready. After drinking a bowl, he went to the dining table to eat with Song Siyu.
But Song Siyu's cooking skills were so bad that Ye Qiu could hardly swallow them; they were either ridiculously salty or as bland as water.
Ye Qiu made no attempt to hide his disdain for this.
"Is it particularly unpalatable?"
Song Siyu asked somewhat shyly.
"That's not all." Ye Qiu sighed, "Fine, just you wait."
Ye Qiu got up and went into the kitchen.
Song Siyu rested her chin on her hands, gazing at Ye Qiu's retreating figure, her cheeks flushed.
Soon after, Ye Qiu prepared three dishes and a soup and served them on the table, and the two began to eat again.
Song Siyu quickly tasted all three dishes. Originally, Song Siyu had planned to criticize Ye Qiu no matter how they tasted, but after tasting them, she couldn't utter a single word of criticism.
Because it's just so delicious!
"You didn't work in a five-star hotel kitchen, did you?"
Song Siyu asked excitedly.
"No, it's just a simple home-cooked dish. Don't overthink it," Ye Qiu said.
In fact, Ye Qiu's culinary skills today were all developed out of necessity.
During those years on Zulong Mountain, the picky old man there, in order to eat delicious food, somehow produced more than a dozen cookbooks and forced Ye Qiu to study them. Over the years, it was hard for Ye Qiu's cooking skills not to become superb.
Song Siyu was pleased to see Ye Qiu being so low-key.
If it were any other man, and he showed off such a skill in front of me, he would be incredibly arrogant.
Ye Qiu was frighteningly calm, like a king, unperturbed by any disturbance.
Thinking about what Ye Qiu had been doing in Zhongbei these past two days, Song Siyu quickly felt relieved again.
Yes, a person who killed the Qin and Chu families and eventually destroyed the Zhongbei Prince's Mansion, how could such a person have any strong emotions over cooking a few good dishes?
Song Siyu lowered her head and thought about herself.
Although she herself was from a prestigious family, she was still far inferior to Ye Qiu.
Song Siyu wasn't stupid; she knew very well that Ye Qiu's ability to kill the King of Zhongbei and remain unscathed must have an extraordinary background.
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