Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Having achieved his goal, Shen Mingchao was in a good mood and went to get his nails done with Huo Xiuxiu.

During their casual conversation, Shen Mingchao mentioned that she had studied baking. She had promised the young man she would make him a dessert as a thank you gift after they came out. She had originally planned to fulfill that promise when she started working at Jie Yuchen's company.

Huo Xiuxiu took her words to heart and immediately suggested that Shen Mingchao go to the Huo family with her later.

"The Huo family lacks nothing, so you can show off your skills. I also want to benefit from your talent and taste your cooking."

"That works too," Shen Mingchao agreed.

Upon entering the Huo family's kitchen, Shen Mingchao looked around and discovered that the Huo family not only had complete utensils, but also used the finest ingredients. No wonder they were from the Nine Gates; they were truly extravagant.

After much thought, she decided to make chocolate tiramisu.

Noticing that Huo Xiuxiu was recording with her phone, Shen Mingchao confidently gave a peace sign to the camera before focusing intently on making desserts.

Huo Xiuxiu looked at Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen who had sent her messages, and without thinking, she opened her little flower brother's WeChat and sent the video to them.

Little Flower Brother, I took her back to the Huo family. She's making tiramisu right now.

Before Xie Yuchen could reply, Huo Xiuxiu continued typing: It is said that this is something she promised her brother.

On the other side, Xie Yuchen looked at the message and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Qilin, who was staring blankly at the sky.

Zhang Qilin tilted his head and looked back: ?

After glancing casually at Xiao Hua's phone, Wu Xiechao also sent Huo Xiuxiu a :?

You only reply to Xiaohua's messages, not his, right?

Wu Xie angrily said: Xiuxiu, you're being hypocritical.

After sending it, he said to Xie Yuchen, "Xiaohua, send me a copy."

Wu Xie's words caught Hei Xiazi's attention, and he could easily guess that it was related to Shen Mingchao.

So he put his arm around Xie Yuchen's shoulder and said, "Hua'er, I want one for the blind man too."

"..." Xie Yuchen was speechless. He moved his shoulder to avoid the black bear's claws and said, "I sent it to the group."

The fat man clicked to look and exclaimed excitedly, "Hey! Looks like we're in for a treat today!"

evening.

Shen Mingchao made the tiramisu. She originally wanted to send a portion to Bai She as well, since Bai She had taken good care of her and she couldn't show favoritism.

However, she wasn't sure if the address where the white snake was located could receive the package. Huo Xiuxiu noticed her troubled expression and, after asking, said that she would take care of it.

"Thank you so much, Sister Xiuxiu."

"It's nothing, Mingchao, it was just a small favor." Huo Xiuxiu waved to Shen Mingchao in the car.

After saying goodbye to Huo Xiuxiu, Shen Mingchao rode in the Huo family's car to the Xie family's home.

The Xie residence is a typical Beijing courtyard house. It wasn't until she stood in the courtyard that Shen Mingchao realized that her imagination of the God of Wealth from the Daomu Biji novel was still too narrow.

Guided by the butler, she passed through a row of red pillars and vermilion corridors and arrived at the inner courtyard of the siheyuan (traditional courtyard house).

In the courtyard, a pond with clear blue water is filled with colorful koi swimming around.

A young man dressed in black sat on a stone bench by the pond, his expression indifferent, occasionally tossing a few fish pellets from his hand.

In the open-air area in the middle of the courtyard, tables and chairs were set up, and the remaining four people were sitting together playing mahjong.

Seeing this peaceful scene was a rare treat, and Shen Mingchao stood at the courtyard gate, not in a hurry to go in. She quietly took out her phone and snapped a picture of the scene.

It's a pity we can't get in touch with Shen Mingyue, otherwise, as a fan, she would definitely be very happy to receive this picture.

The sound of Shen Mingchao taking photos attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard. The clatter of mahjong tiles stopped, and everyone looked towards the entrance.

The rosy rays of the sunset slanted across the girl's face.

Meeting everyone's gaze, she gently raised the gift bag in her hand and half-joked:

Good evening, everyone. Your dessert delivery has arrived. Please check your mail.

At this moment, all was quiet.

No one spoke, yet some people still heard even more discreet sounds.

It was the heartstrings plucked by the evening breeze, trembling gently, playing a melody that only she could hear.

……

While sharing the tiramisu, Wu Xie felt he needed to apologize to Shen Mingchao.

That guy from Bai Ri was in their team. When they were recruiting, he was very respectful and acted like a decent person in front of them. But after drinking a bit, he revealed his wicked nature.

Shen Mingchao shook his head with a faint smile: "Third Master, this is not something you should apologize for."

"But they are, after all, my men."

Wu Xie hung his head, his face full of frustration.

Shen Mingchao had no choice but to be more explicit: "Actually, I think it's more satisfying for the person who made the mistake to receive a tangible punishment than a verbal apology."

"Young Master, didn't you already take care of him? That's enough."

"Besides, I've also helped you expose a subordinate with poor character. Killing two birds with one stone, it's a great deal."

When Shen Mingchao handed the man over to Wu Xie and his group, he was certain that the man would not have a good ending.

Who in the underworld doesn't value their reputation? If you have a scoundrel working for you, are you going to let him live and be laughed at by others?

After saying that, Shen Mingchao ran to Zhang Qilin's side and, imitating him, threw a handful of fish food into the pond.

Watching the plump carp scramble for the food, she giggled, reverting to her usual playful nature.

"They're really stirring up trouble; I saw chicken wing rice wraps sitting in water."

"Hahahaha." The fat man couldn't help but laugh as he ate his cake, then teased, "The Xie family's bad at raising kids, but raising fish just makes them all fat!"

Xie Yuchen's face darkened: "They feed it to everyone who passes by, what can I do?"

"It's alright, being able to eat is a blessing." Shen Mingchao was charmed and defended the submarine: "A bunch of chubby babies, how cute!"

"You agree, right, idol?"

Shen Mingchao's words, with their twists and turns, startled Pingzi. Then, a plate with a piece of tiramisu was placed in his hand.

The girl's sweet voice slowly entered my ears.

"I've heard that eating sweets can improve your mood, so I'll give it a try. I'm pretty good at making them."

Zhang Qi blinked, and under the other person's gaze, slowly used a fork to pick up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.

It wasn't as cloying as I imagined; the bitterness and sweetness were well balanced, and the overall texture was smooth, rich, and creamy.

It was a flavor he had rarely tasted before.

But it really tastes delicious.

Under the moonlight, Shen Mingchao saw a barely perceptible arc, very subtle and fleeting.

She looked up at the moon and thought to herself that it was time for her to set off.