The next day, Zhu Qianying got up early, washed up, and went out. She ate breakfast outside first, and seeing that it was still early, she took a bus to Yan's house.
She had extorted one million yuan from Zhu Shaofen under the pretext of buying a car, giving 100,000 yuan to Xiaoyu and then buying a house, leaving her with very little. She hadn't had any other income lately, so she had to be very careful with the few tens of thousands of yuan she had left.
The villa area where the Yan family lives is the most famous wealthy area in L City. Needless to say, there is no bus stop, a common feature for ordinary people.
Zhu Qianying got off the bus at the bus stop. She checked the time; it was not yet nine o'clock, and there was still a long time before Yan Shao's lunch time. So, she wasn't in a hurry and strolled slowly along the sidewalk.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell upon her, dappled shadows dancing across her face. She would occasionally look up and peek at the blue sky through the gaps in the leaves.
Wow! Shouldn't we be spending this season outdoors, hiking and playing in the water?
Why? Why is she so tragically forced to become a full-time cook for someone else?
At this moment, Zhu Qianying deeply regretted showing off her skills a few days ago in order to please Young Master Yan. If she had known that he would be so shameless and willful in ordering her around, she should have brought her mother to the Yan family and let her show him her skills. He couldn't possibly have his future mother-in-law become his full-time cook!
As Zhu Qianying walked, she silently mourned for her own integrity, and then felt indignant that such a fine young man like her had been tricked by Young Master Yan!
"Ying'er, Ying'er..."
A familiar call came from not far away, and Zhu Qianying turned her gaze away from the blue sky and green leaves and looked toward the sound.
Hey, isn't that the car moving so slowly along the side of the road, like a snail? And isn't that the Yan family's car? And isn't that Uncle Hai from the Yan family, leaning out of the car window and waving frantically at her?
Zhu Qianying was not happy about this chance encounter, but a smile brighter than the sun was plastered on her face.
"Uncle Hai!"
"Hey, it really is you! Why did you walk? Hurry up and get in the car, the sun is blazing!"
Zhu Qianying thought to herself, "Scripts are meant for walking, right? If you don't need to walk, are you going to fly?"
However, she certainly wouldn't say that, and she didn't even have a chance to say it before Uncle Hai grabbed her arm and shoved her into the carriage like an eagle snatching a chick.
Seeing that the car had already started, Zhu Qianying obediently sat down. Since she had already been dragged into the car, she was too lazy to resist or pursue the matter. Although she would rather walk slowly on her own than go to the Yan family early and face Young Master Yan's unpredictable face.
"Uncle Hai, I didn't realize you were so strong. Have you trained?" Zhu Qianying made conversation.
"Ouch, Ying'er, you noticed too? Did I hurt you? Look at this old man, I forgot you have such delicate skin, you can't take a good touch!"
Uncle Hai looked nervous, and it seemed he really thought he had hurt Zhu Qianying.
"No, no, no! Uncle Hai, don't worry, I'm tough!" Zhu Qianying waved her hands repeatedly to indicate that she was fine.
Uncle Hai still looked unconvinced, so Zhu Qianying simply rolled up her sleeves and carefully examined him before Uncle Hai finally sat down with peace of mind.
"Ying'er, if you need to go anywhere next time, just call me and I'll have the driver pick you up."
It was only then that Uncle Hai realized that his future young mistress had no status in the Zhu family and would certainly not have the privilege of a personal driver when she went out.
Zhu Qianying waved her hand again, "Uncle Hai, please don't! Young people should move around more often and stretch their muscles!"
As she spoke, she even bent her arm to show Uncle Hai her little muscles!
Uncle Hai chuckled at her joke. "Alright, alright, anyway, Uncle Hai was just telling you that if you need a car in the future, just call me and I'll arrange it."
Zhu Qianying accepted Uncle Hai's kind offer, but she knew that under normal circumstances, she would never make this call!
Compared to Yan Shao's taciturn nature, Hai Shu is the talkative type.
After getting on the bus, Uncle Hai talked non-stop, while Zhu Qianying only occasionally responded with a word or two. The rest of the time, she just listened quietly.
Fortunately, it's only a half-hour walk, but the car only takes a few minutes, so Zhu Qianying's ears won't suffer for too long.
Originally, Zhu Qianying didn't object to listening to Uncle Hai's nagging; what she objected to was Uncle Hai constantly nagging her, telling her to be more tolerant of his young master's various behaviors...
Zhu Qianying is a very pragmatic person who is also very clear about her own situation and circumstances. As long as Yan Shao's various eccentricities do not cross her bottom line, she will try to tolerate and adapt to them even if Uncle Hai does not nag.
After all, if someone spends 200 million to marry a wife, they should at least feel that the marriage is worthwhile, right?
However, she was a little annoyed by Uncle Hai's clear and explicit way of speaking.
To tolerate someone with Yan Shao's bad temper without confronting him is called tolerance. To openly and explicitly confront him is called spoiling him!
Zhu Qianying heard Uncle Hai's nagging in her ears, and the image of Young Master Yan's arrogant face flashed through her mind:
I have the right to be spoiled, you disagree? Come on, bite me!
The old man who had been yelling in Zhu Qianying's mind the whole way actually paused for a moment when he saw her, and then raised his eyebrows with a smug look on his face.
"So early?"
Zhu Qianying really wanted to slap him, but on her face was an incredibly charming smile.
"Yes, it is indeed a bit early. I apologize for disturbing you, Young Master Yan!"
Zhu Qianying put her bag on the storage shelf, and then took off her coat and hung it on the coat hanger.
"Uncle Hai, I'll go check what ingredients are in the kitchen."
As she spoke, she dodged past Yan Shao and walked straight toward the kitchen.
Yan Shao didn't seem to notice her coldness, or perhaps he did but didn't care, and simply said to her back, "Do as I wrote!"
Zhu Qianying ignored him and went into the kitchen. After taking the paper handed to her by the chef, she finally understood the meaning of Yan Shao's words.
The A4 paper in my hand is covered with the names of eight dishes and one soup written in a flamboyant style!
"Fifth Miss..." the chef began, trying to explain.
Zhu Qianying smiled and said, "I know, your young master ordered me to do this, right?"
The chef nodded. "What does Miss Fifth need us to do? We'll help you with that first, you just need to cook."
Zhu Qianying was no stranger to Yan Shao's fussiness, so she quickly shook her head, "No need, thank you. You can go about your business. I'll take care of Yan Shao's lunch!"
She was scared too!
What if Young Master Yan gets upset and claims that she didn't peel a certain clove of garlic or shred a certain potato, and then insists that she cook a whole new meal? What will she do then?!
Should we really set up a new table for him?
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