Chapter 67 It's true, because this is a novel.
Yun Yang: "..."
Okay.
It was my filthy thoughts.
I apologize to you.
Manager Salted Egg clearly misunderstood as well, and his smile grew even brighter, like a blooming old chrysanthemum.
He thought the man had taken a liking to his daughter.
"Sir, look..."
Fu Xiaoting finally withdrew his gaze, which seemed to stretch into silk, and gave the salted egg manager a faint glance.
He raised his hand and waved it casually.
The salted egg manager immediately understood and grinned from ear to ear.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
He thanked her profusely while giving his daughter a meaningful look, and then discreetly withdrew.
In the study, only Fu Xiaoting, Yun Yang, and the radiant white-haired Han Nashan remained.
Fu Xiaoting's gaze swept over Yun Yang.
Then, he waved again.
The meaning is quite obvious.
You go out too.
Upon hearing this, Yun Yang's eyes lit up instantly.
I'm leaving get off work early!
What is there to hesitate about!
She turned and walked out, her steps light and quick.
I had just reached the door and my hand was already on the doorknob.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind.
That's not right.
That girl, Xiaoting.
He's probably afraid she'll try to steal Han Nashan's barbecue from him later.
You cheapskate!
The more Yunyang thought about it, the more she realized it made sense.
She turned around abruptly and ran back.
Under Fu Xiaoting's slightly surprised gaze, she picked up the plate of beef jerky that was still half full on the table.
Fu Xiaoting's gaze was fixed on the plate of beef jerky, moving with Yun Yang's every move.
Yun Yang, holding the plate, gave him a fake smile.
Then, he left without looking back.
With a 'click' sound.
The study door was closed tightly.
Inside the room, a crack finally appeared on Fu Xiaoting's icy face.
The next second, his long-suppressed emotions completely erupted.
[Eat! All you ever do is eat!]
[...]
[You're brewing something, trying to win me over? You're not proactive enough!]
...
Yun Yang, of course, did not hear what Fu Xiaoting was thinking.
Carrying the fruits of her labor, she returned to the kitchen, completely satisfied.
I just put the plate down and was about to find a food storage container to put it in.
The kitchen door was pushed open.
Han Na-shan walked in.
She gave Yun Yang a gentle and shy smile.
"Miss Yun, the master asked me to prepare the barbecue."
Yun Yang nodded, thinking to herself, "Just as I expected."
"Can I learn it?"
She was simply curious and wanted to see how the barbecue here differed from that in China.
Hannah's eyes lit up; she seemed surprised that Hannah would make this request.
"sure."
Her smile is like that of an angel.
"Miss Yun, you are so cute and kind."
Han Na-shan said softly as she took a large, marinated steak out of the refrigerator.
“I heard from my father that the reason there were no stampedes at the dock this year is because of you.”
Yun Yang was somewhat surprised.
Because of her?
How did she get blamed for this?
She only recited two lines of dialogue.
A powerful person can be a womanizer, but not a kind one.
The system's electronic voice sounded at just the right moment, clearing up her doubts.
Yun Yang rolled her eyes inwardly in exasperation.
Okay, okay.
He's made something of himself.
She could be considered to be on par with Yang Guifei and Su Daji.
The truth is, there's nothing to be proud of; countless strong and healthy people have come to hate her.
In previous years, people might have been able to snag 10,000.
I only received one thousand this year.
Hannah is a very good cook and teacher.
She demonstrated the procedure while explaining it to Yunyang.
From the selection of steak cuts to the ratio of marinade ingredients and the control of cooking temperature, everything is explained in great detail.
Sizzle—
The thick steak was placed on the sizzling grill, instantly emitting an enticing sizzle.
The rich aroma of meat, mixed with the scent of spices, quickly filled the entire kitchen.
Han Nashan skillfully flipped the steak and brushed a layer of secret sauce onto it.
Soon, a plate of crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and juicy roasted meat was ready.
"Try it."
Han Nashan cut off a small piece and handed it to Yun Yang with a fork, her eyes full of anticipation.
Yun Yang took a bite, and her eyes immediately lit up.
tasty!
The beef's juices are perfectly locked inside, with a crispy, caramelized exterior and incredibly tender interior.
The sauce has a very unique flavor, sweet with a hint of saltiness and a touch of fruity wood aroma.
Seeing Yun Yang enjoying her meal, Han Nashan's smile deepened.
She asked casually, "Miss Yun, you've been by Mr. Yun's side for so long, do you know if he has any particular preferences?"
They've arrived.
The piece of roasted meat in Yunyang's mouth suddenly lost its appeal.
Indeed, there is no such thing as a free lunch.
Teaching her how to grill meat was a pretense; the real purpose was to get information out of her.
She's not stupid.
Why did Jukiro make the Owl Garden like an ironclad fortress, strictly forbidding the servants from going out?
It's all because they're afraid Fu Xiaoting's information will be leaked.
Especially those like her who stayed close to Xiaoting, their phones were being monitored.
This is just like the emperors of ancient times.
If someone loves a dish and eats it too much, the imperial kitchen won't serve that dish for ten days or half a month.
Yun Yang swallowed the meat in her mouth, a flawless smile spreading across her face.
"How could we possibly fathom the master's preferences?"
She skillfully avoided the question.
“However,” she changed the subject, pointing to the plate of roast meat, “I think Miss Shen will definitely like the meat you roasted.”
"She hadn't eaten much in the afternoon, so I'll take some over to her to try."
After saying that, Yun Yang picked up the plate, found a perfect excuse, and made a quick getaway.
...
Fireworks were set off on the lawn outside the villa that evening.
"Whoosh—Bang!"
A giant golden chrysanthemum exploded in the night sky with a bang, dazzling and spectacular.
Next came red, blue, purple...
Fireworks of various colors rose into the sky one after another, illuminating the entire night sky as bright as day.
It looks pretty good.
For some reason, seeing all these chrysanthemums reminded Yun Yang of Fu Xiaoting and Jujiro's... hemorrhoids.
After the fireworks ended, the crowd gradually dispersed.
Yun Yang yawned and was about to go back to her room to sleep.
Shen Mingyue suddenly walked over.
She held a velvet box in her hands and handed it to Yunyang.
"Hey, go grill me some more meat."
Yunyang opened the box.
Inside is a lustrous pearl necklace, each pearl large and round.
"This was baked by Han Nashan, not by me."
As Yunyang spoke, she unceremoniously took out the necklace and put it around her neck.
The cool, refreshing touch is quite comfortable.
"you!"
Shen Mingyue's eyes widened in anger.
"Yun Yang, you're getting bolder and bolder!"
Yunyang reached out a hand and touched her forehead.
"Oh dear, I feel a little dizzy."
Pretend to look like you're about to collapse.
"I wonder if Miss Shen gave me some kind of high-end sleeping pills, and if there are any side effects?"
Shen Mingyue's expression changed instantly.
She glanced around guiltily and lowered her voice.
"Here you go! It's just a broken necklace!"
"I have plenty! I could fill a whole room!"
She knew she was in the wrong, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and admit it.
Just then.
"Bang!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of rapid, muffled sounds suddenly broke the silence of the night.
Yun Yang and Shen Mingyue subconsciously looked up at the sky.
"They set off fireworks again?"
However, the night sky was empty; there was nothing there.
The next second, the surrounding servants and bodyguards suddenly fell into chaos.
"There's an assassin!"
"Protect the gentleman!"
Screams and shouts rose and fell.
Yun Yang and Shen Mingyue then realized what was happening.
Those weren't fireworks!
It was gunfire!
The two looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.
Holding hands, they ran into the villa with the crowd without thinking.
"How could there possibly be an assassin?"
Shen Mingyue ran and shouted, her voice filled with confusion and panic.
"My aunt didn't tell me!"
Yun Yang's heart skipped a beat, before she could even think about the meaning of her words.
A man in a black suit suddenly darted out from the bushes nearby.
He held a black stick in his hand and smashed it down hard on the back of Shen Mingyue's head!
"ah!"
Shen Mingyue screamed, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed limply to the ground.
"Shen Mingyue!"
Yun Yang was so frightened that her soul almost left her body. She screamed and tried to help her up.
But the man in black had already turned around, his venomous eyes fixed on her.
run!
Only this one word remained in Yunyang's mind.
She turned around and, with all her might, ran wildly into the dark woods outside the villa.
My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, almost as if it would jump out of my throat.
The footsteps behind me grew closer.
Just as she felt she was about to be caught, her wrist was suddenly pulled sharply from behind a large tree!
"Hmm!"
Just as she was about to scream, her mouth was covered by a large, warm hand.
In the darkness, a faint, chilly scent enveloped her.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice echoed in her mind.
[A little brewing, that's me.]
Yun Yang's violently beating heart miraculously calmed down.
It's Xiaoting.
She looked up in the dim moonlight.
In the dim light, the man's handsome face was clearly defined, and his eyes were calm.
It really is him.
Fu Xiaoting didn't say much, but took her hand and continued to walk through the dark woods.
The two kept running and running.
They ran out of the villa area and came to a lonely old-fashioned telephone booth by the roadside.
The pursuers behind them seemed to have caught up as well, the beams of their flashlights flickering in the woods behind them.
They were about to be discovered.
Fu Xiaoting suddenly stopped and pulled her behind a phone booth.
Yunyang was extremely anxious.
"Sir, we can't stop!"
She lowered her voice, her tone trembling with tears.
"This phone booth is so small, unless the other person is blind, they can see us at a glance!"
Fu Xiaoting acted as if he hadn't heard.
Even the innermost thoughts are eerily quiet.
He turned around and pinned her against the cold glass of the phone booth.
A pair of deep eyes gazed at her intently in the dim light.
This scene...
Why does it look so familiar?
Suddenly, the scene of the mindless short drama that Fu Xiaoting had watched that afternoon flashed through Yun Yang's mind.
The male lead did the same thing, pinning the female lead against the wall, and then...
Her heart inexplicably began to tighten.
"No...no, sir..."
She became so nervous that she started to stammer.
“This isn’t a short play. Even if we kiss them until their lips are raw, they won’t leave.”
Fu Xiaoting seemed deaf, completely ignoring her struggles.
His face drew closer and closer.
Those unfathomable eyes seemed to conceal a giant vortex.
Yun Yang subconsciously closed her eyes.
The expected sensation did not land on my lips.
A soft, slightly cool kiss landed gently on her forehead.
Instantly separate.
Immediately afterwards, she heard Fu Xiaoting's inner thoughts.
It's useless in reality.
But this is a novel.
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