Chapter 269 Sent to a Girls' Private School
Yu Qinghuan smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Madam. However, since I have this plan, I must have known about it."
The shopkeeper gave a wry smile and said, "I'll be leaving in two days. If you can use these things, Madam, please take them."
She turned to leave, but just as she took a step, she heard the beautiful lady ask her:
"Will you stay here after I take over this place?"
The shopkeeper paused and looked at Yu Qinghuan in confusion, not understanding why she wanted to keep him.
Yu Qinghuan explained, "Your cooking skills are very good, no worse than the chef at Xifeng Tower."
"If you're willing to stay and manage the kitchen, I won't treat you unfairly. If the restaurant's business isn't doing well in the future, you can leave if you want. I'll even give you some money to support yourself."
The shopkeeper was obviously hesitant. If she stayed in the capital with her daughter, she could only work as a cook in other restaurants. But in this way, her daughter would have no one to take care of her.
It would be better to stay here and manage the kitchen.
Seeing her hesitation, Yu Qinghuan looked at the little girl beside him and said, "Your daughter should be eight or nine years old. If she stays, I can help you send her to a private school for girls."
The shopkeeper was obviously stunned when he heard this.
When daughters in Beijing reach a certain age, most of them will invite female teachers to teach them the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Wealthy families like the Zheng and Lou families would run private schools in their homes for the sake of reputation, with men and women sitting at separate tables and hiring the best teachers.
When she first arrived in the capital, she also wanted to send her daughter to a private school, but because she had no connections, she ran into obstacles everywhere. In the capital where gold was everywhere, no one was interested in her little money.
But now, this lady said she could help her send her daughter to a private school for girls.
There was obvious joy on her face. "Madam, can you really send my daughter to a girls' private school?"
Yu Qinghuan nodded, "Of course."
She will definitely do what she promised.
The shopkeeper immediately agreed, "If that's the case, I'm willing to stay and manage the kitchen for you, Madam!"
Before Sang Ru could react, she saw that the man had already agreed.
She stared blankly at the girl asking people to sit down and starting to talk about the restaurant.
Another hour passed, and during the conversation, Yu Qinghuan learned that the shopkeeper's surname was Yun, and she was originally from Linjiang. Her family used to run a restaurant, so her cooking skills were so good.
She also learned that Yunniang had lost her husband two years ago and had traveled to many places with her daughter before finally coming to the capital.
In order to reassure Yu Qinghuan that she had no enemies, she also explained the origin of the scar on her face, which she had cut herself with a knife.
This made Yu Qinghuan feel uncomfortable. What kind of experience must a woman have gone through to have the heart to destroy her own face?
It was not until the evening, after discussing all matters, that Yu Qinghuan took Sang Ru away from the restaurant.
In the carriage, Sang Ru couldn't help but ask, "Miss, do you really want to use Yun Niang?"
Yu Qinghuan: "She's a very good cook."
She originally wanted to ask Xie Zhili for Chef Gao, but now that she met Yun Niang, who was a better cook, she naturally chose Yun Niang.
Moreover, Yunniang cares a lot about her daughter, which is her weakness.
Only a person with a weak spot can be controlled. This is what she learned from Cheng Gongjin.
The master and servant were talking when the carriage suddenly stopped. Sang Ru was about to ask what was going on when Xiaoying, the driver, whispered from outside, "Miss Yu, the master's carriage is in front. Please come over and talk."
Yu Qinghuan was surprised. Shouldn't Cheng Gongjin be in the palace at this time? Why was he here?
With Sang Ru's support, she got off the carriage and walked quickly to the obviously ostentatious carriage. As soon as she stepped on it, a bony hand reached out and held her hand, helping her into the carriage.
Cheng Gongjin's carriage was obviously more spacious, and even had fruits and cakes.
Just as Yu Qinghuan was about to sit down next to the cushion, Cheng Gongjin grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.
She feigned panic and uttered a cry, but her fingertips slid up his shoulders and she sat firmly on his lap. "Why are you back so early today?"
Cheng Gongjin said calmly, "I'm worried about you."
Yu Qinghuan smiled, leaning against his chest, her eyes flicking towards the obviously delicious grapes on the small table, raising her finger and pointing, "I want to eat that."
As soon as she opened her mouth, Cheng Gongjin really reached out and picked up a grape. He pinched the purple jade-like skin with his slender fingers and tore the skin open with his other hand.
Yu Qinghuan stared at his hands for a long time. How could someone peel a grape so beautifully?
At this time, Cheng Gongjin had already peeled out the flesh, and the remaining juice flowed down his fingertips to the palm of his hand. He fed the crystal flesh to Yu Qinghuan's mouth.
When Yu Qinghuan opened her mouth and put the grape in her mouth, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes. Just when Cheng Gongjin was about to withdraw his hand, she opened her mouth again and took the fingertip that had just pinched the grape into her mouth.
She rubbed her knuckles with her pearly teeth neither lightly nor hard, and her tongue rolled away the sweet juice on her fingertips, eating them with relish.
Cheng Gongjin's breathing suddenly became heavy, and when he pulled his hand away, a silver thread left his mouth. He said nothing, but took another grape, peeled it, and continued to feed it to Yu Qinghuan. Only then did he ask, "Didn't you eat enough in Tingyun Tower?"
Yu Qinghuan smiled like a kitten stealing some fish, "I'm definitely not full."
She bit the grape and was about to repeat the same trick, but Cheng Gongjin suddenly grabbed her chin and lifted her up. The heavy scent of ink pressed down on her, mixed with rapid hot breath.
The sweet fragrance of grapes exploded between their lips and teeth, and the flesh was squeezed out of the juice. Just as Yu Qinghuan was about to swallow it, it was swept away by Cheng Gongjin's tongue, and their sweet breath was entangled.
Yu Qinghuan deliberately bit the tip of his tongue with her teeth, and after hearing the seductive moan from Cheng Gongjin's throat, she swallowed her saliva.
When the kiss ended, Cheng Gongjin rolled his fingertips over Yu Qinghuan's lips and wiped away the juice that overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Yu Qinghuan shifted on his legs, trying to find a more comfortable position.
Cheng Gongjin's eyes darkened, and he whispered to her ear with his thin lips, "Don't move."
Yu Qinghuan felt a burning sensation at the tip of her ear, and her fingers gripping Cheng Gongjin's collar tightened slightly. Suddenly, she thought of something, raised her head to look at him, her eyes flickering as she whispered, "Did you taste sweet just now?"
Cheng Gongjin grabbed her restless wrist, his expression still cold, but his voice was slightly hoarse: "Sweet."
Yu Qinghuan smiled, "Who is sweeter, the grapes or me?"
Outside the carriage, Xiaoying pricked up her ears, wanting to hear what her master would say, but she heard nothing for a long time.
At this moment, in the carriage, Cheng Gongjin was holding Yu Qinghuan's face, tasting her red lips. Under Yu Qinghuan's passionate gaze, he said in a deep voice, "You."
Yu Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Really?"
Cheng Gongjin's lower abdomen tightened, the veins on the back of his hand holding her face twitched slightly, and the darkness in his eyes grew darker. He no longer looked as cold and aloof as usual, not interested in women.
"Not sure... I'll try it again."
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