At that moment, Hua Qingyan understood the sinister look in his eyes; it turned out he disliked her calling him so distantly.
The tightness that had gripped her small body vanished instantly, and her little hands, which had been clutching the hem of her clothes, suddenly loosened.
Her eyes, bright as stars, were once again filled with a radiant smile, and her pink lips parted slightly: "Hanhan."
The moment those two words escaped from the girl's lips, the frost on Ye Minghan's face visibly melted away, returning to normal temperature.
Even his brows, which were usually shrouded in coldness, now showed a touch of human warmth.
The sound of the wind, which had seemed to be still all around, now seemed to break free from some kind of restraint and began to linger in my ears again.
The adjutant, Yang, who stood silently to the side, had become a stone tablet.
This scene, beyond his comprehension, made him think it was an illusion, very unreal.
His cold and aloof young master actually has such a gentle side?
Moreover, his obvious displeasure just now was only because of a form of address?
Is he still concerned about the woman he once despised the most? Or a child?
At this moment, Deputy Yang's brain felt like it had been turned into a complete mess; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't understand it.
But he seems to have discovered a shocking little secret: his young master values this little maid very much!
Does this indicate that his position in Ye Shao's heart is in jeopardy?
The thought of this possibility suddenly gave him an absurd feeling that his career was about to face an assassination.
He was already wondering if his young master would fire him one day because of a single word from this maid!
No matter how much inner turmoil Yang was experiencing, it didn't affect Hua Qingyan's good mood.
Hanhan wasn't angry with her, nor did he kick her out because she said something that upset him.
As if she had just thought of something, she stepped to the right side of his wheelchair, leaned close to his ear, and whispered:
"Hanhan, I've experienced what it feels like to be hungry, and it's awful."
"My all-powerful Hanhan, could you send someone to help them solve this problem?"
"Moreover, if famine occurs, it will certainly lead to more riots when people are forced into a corner,"
"Then you'll be leaving early and returning late to suppress those rioters, and I won't be able to see you anymore."
How can I live without seeing you?
As Hua Qingyan finished speaking, her tone became increasingly aggrieved.
Her eyes, as clear and bright as mountain spring water, were moistened with a little moisture, as if she would cry in front of him the next second if he didn't agree.
Ye Minghan lightly rested his fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair, slowly coming to a stop, a hint of a smile appearing in his deep black eyes.
His Yan Yan is very clever; she always knows how to use feints and diversions.
She clearly wanted to help those people who were as insignificant as cosmic dust, yet she portrayed herself as a parasitic plant that couldn't live without him.
But what about dodder?
The flowers that only entwined around him.
As he thought of those words, his gloomy and violent aura slowly dissipated, replaced by a smile as warm as the sun.
His unique, cool, and husky voice rang out in the air: "Yang Qing, let Guo Qin disembark."
Lieutenant Yang, still worrying about himself, was suddenly called out and, for the first time, showed a bewildered expression, exclaiming, "Huh?"
His dazed expression suggested he was sleepwalking or hallucinating.
Guo Qin, the most famous plant pathologist in China, is the son of Steward Guo of the Ye family, and he is currently on this ship.
That's not the point. The key question is what he just heard?
Young Master Ye, who never cared about the lives of others, suddenly had a change of heart and wanted to help those poor people.
Just because of a few words from the maid?
Although she spoke very softly in Ye Shao's ear and he couldn't hear her clearly, he knew that his young master had changed his mind after listening to her words.
He couldn't help but wonder, what magic does this little girl possess?
They broke Ye Shao's usual practice time and time again.
He not only let her get close, but also listened to what she said.
He looked up at the little girl dressed in coarse linen clothes, and just as he was about to observe her closely to see if there was anything special about her, he received a death stare from his young master.
He immediately dared not act rashly and bowed his head respectfully, replying, "Yes."
Seeing that he was sensible, Ye Minghan did not pursue the matter of his inappropriate gaze any further.
He suppressed the warmth in his eyes, regaining his usual aloofness, and parted his lips slightly:
"Let's go to the restaurant."
Invigorated by the cold gaze, Deputy Yang immediately stepped forward, grasped the wheelchair handles, and dutifully pushed the wheelchair to the first-floor restaurant.
Following Hua Qingyan, who was walking on the other side, a smile played on her lips.
Hanhan in this world seems to have a better temperament than in the previous small world?
She still remembered that night in her previous life, when she came out of the auction house in the capital of Huai Kingdom, she heard someone bullying a child in a dark alley and asked him for help.
His face turned as black as charcoal, and he angrily turned and left.
She later learned that it was because he was jealous and didn't approve of her making those "sacrifices" for a complete stranger.
She recalled the censored details of her previous life, looked at her small body silently, and secretly shed tears.
During her long growing period, when will she finally get to eat her Hanhan?
With this melancholy feeling, she took small, quick steps to catch up with the rolling wheelchair and head towards the restaurant, which was already full of people.
She paused slightly the moment she stepped inside.
Her eyes, glistening with moisture, gazed into the lobby, where the aromas of various dishes mingled.
Although it lacks the exquisite luxury of later generations, it is not far off.
After all, products made by the Ye family can't be too bad.
She hadn't seen such a lively restaurant in a long time.
For the first seven years in Yuncheng, she never ate out or even saw a restaurant; the only places she ever saw were roadside stalls.
Having lived in this world for so long, she has only ever eaten at a roadside stall once.
My only time at a roadside stall!
I even had diarrhea for a whole day and night because of it!
After that, her mother never dared to buy her anything to eat again.
In an era where even basic needs like food and clothing are hard to meet, being able to eat at a roadside stall, let alone a restaurant, indicates that a family's income level has surpassed that of 90% of the people in the same social class.
It is easy to imagine how difficult it was for ordinary people to survive during this period.
Having personally experienced life at the bottom of society, Hua Qingyan, upon seeing several portly middle-aged men in the restaurant wearing brand-new robes and vests, deeply understood the immense gap between the rich and poor that exists today.
We're on a cruise ship now; being able to afford a cruise means you're either rich or powerful.
The passageway was a bit narrow, so she followed behind Deputy Yang, her wheelchair moving along the antique-style corridor towards Ye Minghan's private room.
Just then, perhaps it was her dazzling beauty that drew too much attention, or perhaps it was her faded white clothes that clashed with the money-filled atmosphere of the place.
Vulgar words immediately came from behind her:
"Halt! Whose servant's child are you? Is this a place you are allowed to enter?"
"Are you craving roast duck? Or roast suckling pig?"
"If you come with me, I'll buy you something to eat."
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