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Chapter 28 Is she being coquettish?
"If they don't like me, then I won't like them either. No matter what others think, I'm going to live my life well."

When the girl spoke, she seemed to glow, delicate yet dazzling, leaving the two men speechless for a long time.

Until she blinked her almond-shaped eyes and boldly tugged at the tyrant's sleeve: "Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

In the blink of an eye, she turned back into that soft, cuddly little rabbit.

Liu Ying was initially shocked by the girl's optimistic nature, but the next moment she saw her reach out to the Seventh Prince, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Oh no, His Highness hates being touched!

Will I be killed?
At worst, they'd get their hands chopped off, right?

Just as he was holding his breath, almost dying of tension, he saw His Highness simply pull back his sleeve impatiently and sit back down.

The little girl smiled, her eyes crinkling, and handed the bowl and chopsticks back to her.

Chu Jiang didn't answer, but coldly looked up at her as if scrutinizing some monster.

He had calmed down by now, but he knew even more clearly that he had almost had a seizure.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The voice, devoid of emotion, sent a chill down one's spine, as if carrying an aura of endless killing intent.

Qin Su paused for a moment, then blinked: "You looked a bit fierce just now."

Her voice was sweet and gentle, with a hint of grievance, as if she were pouting at a man.

Chu Jiang felt as if something had gently scratched his heart, making it feel a little itchy and a little swollen.

The inexplicable feeling left him somewhat bewildered.

Qin Su softened her voice, her eyes bright, reflecting his image:

"But I know you're angry because of me."

She laughed at herself after saying that: "People like me who are so miserable and don't fight back are really annoying."

Chu Jiang snorted: "You know that too."

Qin Su tilted her head, her voice sweet and charming as a young girl: "I know, but I still have my mother, and I can't ignore her."

The girl's words were straightforward and sincere, without any embellishment, which made Chu Jiang's sarcastic words stuck in his throat.

He wanted to say, "Then kill them all."

But then she suddenly realized that if it weren't for the need to treat her mother's illness, she wouldn't have come to be his cook.

"I want to change, but I'm too weak, so this is all I can do."

As she spoke, she pulled out a silk handkerchief from somewhere, rolled it up, and when she opened her hand again, the originally ordinary silk handkerchief had turned into a flower.

She smiled and presented the flowers to the man, saying, "Here, please don't be angry anymore."

Chu Jiang looked at the "flower" presented to him; it was delicate and beautiful, just like the young girl standing in front of him.

He frowned, thinking he had never seen such a shameless woman.

[Ding—System notification: The favorability of the character [Chu Jiang] has reached 3%, points +100. Please keep up the good work.]

Qin Su's eyes lit up, and her gaze towards him became even more intense, making Chu Jiang feel inexplicably awkward, and he wanted to gouge her eyes out again.
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The little girl left with her food box, and Chu Jiang grabbed it hard, making the beautiful silk scarf flower wrinkle.

When I opened my palm again, it returned to its original shape, miraculously without falling apart.

He frowned as he looked at it, as if he were pondering some epic problem.

But by holding it down, Liu Ying was already dizzy from looking at it:
What did I just see? This is the second time the Seventh Prince has received flowers from a young girl?
The key point is that he actually accepted it!
He was right; the girl next door was something else.
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Chu Jiang himself did not expect that he would dream of the scene of the girl folding flowers with her silk scarf again that night.

When he woke up, he inexplicably remembered what the strange woman in his dream had said:
"Go and be close to things that make you feel comfortable." What makes him feel comfortable... is it that idiot next door?

wrong!

Why should he believe the words of that demon in his dream?

Sure enough, women who look alike are all equally annoying.

As if deliberately trying to provoke him, the phrase "This is the face you like" uncontrollably echoed in my mind.

"roll!"

A sudden roar erupted from the room, startling the guard who had come to relieve him: What's wrong? Has His Highness had another episode?

However, a long time passed, and the house remained quiet, with no further developments.

"Did you...dream?"
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Perhaps the complex dreams of last night had exhausted him, because Chu Jiang woke up later than usual the next day.

Having learned of yesterday's events, Ye Fan requested an audience outside to ask His Highness whether he should have the kitchen prepare a meal.

There was no response from the room for a long time, and he thought he had failed again; it seemed that His Highness did not agree.

Just as he was about to say goodbye, he heard a familiar, cold, and gloomy voice from inside: "Send in."

Chu Jiang stared coldly in the direction of the next room, as if the anger from his dream had also surfaced.

He refused to believe that he could only eat the food she cooked.
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The kitchen quickly received the message that His Highness wanted to serve a meal.

The chefs, who had been neglected for many days, were excited and busied themselves directing their assistants to get to work with great enthusiasm.

Who would have thought that, in the past, people were afraid to deliver meals to the Seventh Prince; now, they are afraid not to deliver meals to the Seventh Prince.

Being a servant is a miserable existence.
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Meanwhile, as soon as the morning began, the system woke Qin Su up:
[Host, it's almost time. You need to go and pay your respects to Madam Zhang.]

The reason why the side courtyard is called a side courtyard is because it is located in a remote area and is some distance away from the main courtyard.

Therefore, every time she went to pay her respects, the original owner had to get up very early. In winter, she was afraid that if she was late, she wouldn't even have time to eat breakfast.

Qin Su: "Understood."

She yawned, her almond-shaped eyes glistening with tears.

I stayed up late again last night looking at the system database, and I'm severely sleep-deprived.

"Any speed-boosting items? Like hoverboards?"

The system wants to say, it's not even dawn yet, host, aren't you afraid of scaring everyone to death by riding a balance bike on the corridor?
Then, without hesitation, he fawned over her: "Of course!"

[Hoverboard, quantum roller skates, light and shadow frisbee, intelligent unicycle, phantom flying shoes... these can definitely meet the host's needs. System's friendly price: 1 point, host can choose whatever you like!]

Qin Su raised an eyebrow slightly; the system was becoming increasingly "easy to talk to."

She scanned the functions of these props and then randomly selected one that suited her.

"We already have the props, so why the rush to pay respects? Hmm, French black truffle omelet..."

As she spoke, she ordered a Michelin breakfast as usual and sat down to enjoy the meal.

Life and good food are not to be missed.
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With the system in place, Qin Su arrived at the main courtyard at the perfect time, and even encountered her half-sister Qin Wanrou, who looked haggard, on the way.

Perhaps the nightmare of "a long snake as a pillow" left too deep a shadow on her, so much so that she hasn't slept well for the past two nights.

She encountered Qin Su outside the main courtyard. She paused, glared at her fiercely, and then, with her maid, rushed into the courtyard ahead of Qin Su.

Qin Su stopped, not wanting to argue with her in this place.

It's pointless, isn't it?
(End of this chapter)