Chapter 171 If Line: Chi Heng Chapter 4
Chi Heng asked her to cook dinner, and he would eat whatever she made.
Mingyue spent two hours preparing the two dishes and served them.
As a result, the boy said with disdain:
"This thing that should live in the sewers is cooked in a very greasy way. How can you eat it?"
Mingyue smiled as she looked at the super spicy version of crayfish.
"And this, what are you talking about, pig blood? What is tripe? What the hell is this huge pot of stuff!"
Mingyue smiled as she looked at the sour and spicy version of Maoxuewang.
Until the "miniature version of the sharp-tongued Mr. Chi" suppressed his anger and decided to give this capable maid another chance.
I picked up the fork and took a bite of the tripe...
Five minutes later, the boy finally looked Mingyue straight in the eye:
"May I have your name?"
"Mingyue, this is your Chinese name."
"Well, I'll remember you."
Ten minutes later
"Peel it, what are you standing there for? Are you waiting for me to peel it for you?"
Mingyue really wanted to say: Your mouth has been blessed.
In another timeline, it was you who peeled shrimp shells and picked crab meat for me.
Half an hour later
"From now on, you'll be responsible for making these strange Chinese dishes. ...Go down."
Mingyue decisively cleared the table and prepared to go back to study the recipe, too lazy to say anything more to him.
She could see that although 14-year-old Chi Heng had a miserable life, he was not at all self-destructive.
Be sarcastic and mocking to others, and get angry when you need to.
He would resort to violence against relatives who came to visit him if they had a disagreement.
No one had ever seen him feeling self-pitying, and all they remembered was his coldness and ruthlessness in tormenting others.
No wonder he grew up to be a ruthless character who killed his own sister and wiped out an entire family.
Mingyue was not afraid of him at all.
But the people in the manor seemed a little afraid of him, even though he was only a fourteen-year-old boy.
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From that day on, Chi Heng called her "Ming" just like Linda.
Until last night, while watching the boy eating with such relish, Mingyue suddenly spoke softly:
"Master, Butler William has fired me. I will be leaving in four days. Please hire a Chinese chef to cook for you in the future."
She even lied calmly and asked the boy for money:
"I am very poor, I have no parents, and I only have 500 federal coins."
"If I leave here, I might have to beg on the street. Please give me some money."
Chi Heng didn't react when he heard the first sentence, but just said "hmm".
But when he heard the second sentence, he looked at Mingyue in surprise:
"You're asking me for money? There's a saying in Chinese called 'de cun jin chi' (to push one's feet)." I think your genes are very appropriate for that.
"You haven't even gone out to beg on the street yet, and you're planning to use me as an experiment? That's pathetic and ridiculous."
Mingyue thought: You have a sharp tongue since birth and there is no way you can change it in this lifetime.
Because she knew her "young husband" too well, she didn't listen.
While he was tidying up the table, he smiled:
"Can I make you ginger milk tomorrow morning? I'm sure you've never had it before, so I'm going to put five times the amount of ginger in it."
The fourteen-year-old boy looked at Mingyue's fake smile and refused with a sneer:
"Don't eat."
Mingyue looked at him, bent down and got close to him, and could even see the curvature of his eyelashes.
"I know, Master likes spicy food and sweets. He hates ginger and onions."
Mingyue thought Chi Heng's vision was still blurry, so she laughed unscrupulously:
"But you will definitely eat the desserts I made, young master."
"If I cook for the young master for a few more days, I'll be gone, hehe."
Chi Heng could see the girl very clearly at such a close distance.
Even seeing her eyebrows raised with pride, the cunning glint in her almond eyes, and--
Want to escape the joy of this manor?
Ha, that's funny, stupid woman.
A maid was so happy to leave a manor that paid three times as much?
Still begging him?
Mingyue saw Chi Heng turning his head away with a sour face, and she roughly guessed what he would do.
As expected, early this morning, William looked at Mingyue from head to toe with a strange look, and then said:
"You are officially hired. Come with me to sign a five-year contract."
Mingyue glanced towards the second floor and a smile appeared on her lips.
Tsk~ Little brat, don’t I understand you?
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Linda didn't expect that Mingyue would keep her word and stay after only three days.
This morning when William came to Mingyue to sign the contract, several maids gathered around to join in the fun, but were scolded by William and ran away.
Seeing the girl whistling and smiling as she walked towards the kitchen, Linda was also very happy:
"Because it was the young master who ordered you to do those strange things, William's persuasion was useless... I heard that you were even scolded and told to get out of the manor if you said one more word..."
Mingyue was gloating over William's misfortune.
She didn't like this housekeeper who was arrogant and took advantage of his seniority in everything he did.
It was obvious that everyone was trying to take good care of the young master's employment relationship.
As a result, the housekeeper used his privileges to deal with his subordinates every day, and treated his superiors as if Chi Heng was not his boss.
The first thing he said was "I did this all for the young master..."
It's very much like the weird nanny who is clearly hired with a high salary, but ends up giving the hostess ideological lessons and teaching her how to take good care of her husband and children.
Mingyue glanced at Linda, and her smile became more sincere:
"If you could be the housekeeper, we would all be happier..."
Linda is energetic and efficient every day. She's not afraid of offending others, but she's actually quite soft-hearted.
There was no one in the garden now, but Linda still lowered her voice: "Shut up."
"William used to be one of the master's life assistants. Later, when the young master was born, he was sent here... He is going to live in the Chi family in his old age."
"His son works at the headquarters group, and his daughter is his second uncle's lover..."
Mingyue seemed to be listening attentively, but she was thinking:
She knew that her second uncle's family would be destroyed in a few years.
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Half an hour later
After hearing the gossip, Mingyue returned to the kitchen and made ginger milk.
The other four maids gathered around to chat, but they were actually studying openly.
Mingyue did not hide anything and taught them every step openly.
For example, sifting ginger juice, controlling the temperature of milk...
When a few people found out that the young master was standing at the kitchen door like a ghost at some point, one of them screamed in fear.
Mingyue had just heated up the milk and turned to wave at Chi Heng:
"Master, it's quite interesting that you bumped into me."
Mingyue speaks a common South African language that sounds similar to Russian.
The word "撞" (diaozhuang) can also mean to hit, touch, etc. when translated into Chinese.
The boy took a look, clearly curious, but he sneered and walked away:
"Are you ordering me around?"
Stupid woman, if you teach them everything, you will be excluded in a few months.
Mingyue rolled her eyes silently when she saw the boy's thin back leaving.
Who knew he would suddenly turn around, probably wanting to say something.
But what happened was that he saw Mingyue's speechless expression with her eyes rolled up.
The boy's eyes, as beautiful as emerald lakes, flashed with disbelief, and then he laughed out of anger.
He strode towards Mingyue with a sinister smile on his face:
"Why don't you give me that contemptuous look again?"
Chi Heng's ferocious look scared the four maids so much that they all ran out.
It was she who did such a rude and vulgar thing as rolling her eyes. If you hit her, you can't hit us.
Mingyue had seen Chi Heng in many ways, especially when he was jealous and his defenses were broken.
Now she often sees him in this angry and irritated state, and coaxing him has become a subconscious habit.
Mingyue held the concentrated ginger juice in one hand and took the boy's hand in the other and placed it in his palm.
"Master, try it. It's fun. Maybe it will be even more delicious if you make it yourself."
Chi Heng was squeezed by the soft little hand and almost dropped the thing in his hand.
He stared at Mingyue in surprise again: "Are you not afraid of death?"
Mingyue was speechless. Did he really think he could play the role of a domineering gangster?
Are you still afraid of death?
If you have the guts, take out a gun and point it at my head.
The next second--
The cups were placed haphazardly on the marble island.
Immediately afterwards, the boy moved so fast that Mingyue had no time to react before the cold muzzle of the gun hit her forehead.
"You thought that because you made some clever things to help my sense of taste recover a little, you would start to feel different about yourself, right?"
"You're such a pathetic little mouse. Who gave you the guts to touch me?"
Chi Heng thought that this stupid, self-righteous girl would be scared and cry, or even make all kinds of ugly gestures.
Of course, he would not kill a weak and humble maid.
It was simply a feeling of shame and anger that came from nowhere, making it impossible for him to vent his emotions.
He was curious about how she would cry and beg for mercy?
But the girl just looked up at him, her pair of black and white eyes staring at him without reservation.
When she spoke, the sweet tone of her voice drifted into his ears:
"The milk isn't warm enough, it needs to be heated up... Master, can you please finish your dessert before punishing me?"
Chi Heng's emerald green eyes stared at Ming Yue's reaction without blinking.
His eyes were sharp, as if two searchlights were about to penetrate her.
Seeing him like this, Mingyue continued with the second move:
"I'm sorry, Master. I know I was wrong~~"
Chi Heng likes her voice the most, and when he was still her fan, he would listen to her songs over and over again... This was what Mingyue asked later.
Sure enough, Chi Heng put down the gun and rubbed his arms.
"Speak nicely! Aren't you disgusting?"
Mingyue smiled widely: "Ahem, so Master, shall we start making desserts?"
Chi Heng thought she was mentally ill, but he didn't seem normal either: "You'd better pray that I can taste something."
"Otherwise I can let you stay, or I can let you beg on the street tonight!"
Mingyue continued to move closer fearlessly, smiling even brighter:
"So it was really you, Master, who put in a good word for me with the housekeeper. That's how I knew you were a very good person~"
The young man didn't grasp the point and said unhappily:
"I'm the master, do I need to beg that old William? Oh, if you can't speak, you'd better shut up."
Mingyue heated up the milk and said, "Oh, I'm just a little afraid of Butler William."
Chi Heng was watching the ginger juice from the side, and suddenly said:
"You're not even afraid of me, so why are you afraid of him?"
Mingyue: “…”
No one would believe it if I told you, but in another world we quarreled during the day and had sex at night.
When I get angry, I slap you, and when you get angry, you slap me too, but it's on the buttocks.
I can't help but feel scared when I look at your face. I even want to kiss and hug you.
But damn it, you're only fourteen!
Mingyue wondered what she would do if Chi Heng in this world didn’t like her.
What else can I do? I'll just leave after my five-year contract is up.
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