Drinking Tea

As Shen Wuxiao ate, he didn't forget to say to Jiang Huaiyue, "Yue'er, if it's convenient for you, can I hire you to cook?"

"Of course, I was just saying it casually. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Jiang Huaiyue looked at him, "You shouldn't lack food and drink, right!"

Shen Wuxiao shook his head, "I don't lack it, but I still like this warmth."

"I have very little time with my family. They are all very busy with many things."

"I've forgotten when I last ate food made by my mom."

Shen Wuxiao wasn't spouting nonsense. The Shen family was just that busy.

Even when going to the Imperial Capital, they were like dragons that only showed their heads but not their tails.

Jiang Huaiyue pursed her lips, indicating understanding.

Most young masters and second-generation rich kids had little time to spend with their families.

After all, with a large and prosperous family, there were bound to be many business matters.

"There's no need to hire me. If I have plenty of time, cooking a meal is no trouble!"

Jiang Huaiyue responded indifferently.

Shen Wuxiao nodded, "Alright then, I won't be polite with you."

As he spoke, he slightly leaned forward and served Jiang Huaiyue a piece of food with his chopsticks, "Eat more. I've only seen you shoveling rice!"

Jiang Huaiyue was stunned and didn't say much in the end.

She just ate silently.

If it were in the past, if someone else served her food, she would have probably thrown her bowl.

But when she thought about how Shen Wuxiao had already done that with her.

Even though he didn't know, it wasn't consummation in the true sense.

But he had already taken it.

She really couldn't treat him as a complete stranger anymore.

Shen Wuxiao chuckled inwardly.

This was the beginning of acceptance.

Once she got used to it, the outcome would naturally be self-evident.

After dinner, Shen Wuxiao, the lazy bum, even took the initiative to clean up the dishes.

Shen Wuxiao ate this meal very happily.

Mainly because the taste was indeed excellent.

Moreover, Jiang Huaiyue no longer had the previous barrier and wariness towards him.

After dinner, neither of them went to do their own things.

Instead, they sat on the sofa, and Shen Wuxiao began to make tea.

Shen Wuxiao opened a can and sniffed it, "Mmm, this is new tea. I like it!"

Shen Wuxiao took out a good amount and placed it in the tea set.

Jiang Huaiyue also felt that chatting would ease the awkward atmosphere.

She immediately asked, "Many people like aged tea, but you like new tea?"

Shen Wuxiao's hands didn't stop as he replied, "Yes, mainly for the taste!"

"New tea is not easy to brew, but the tea buds are tender, and the color is vibrant. It tests one's patience when brewing; you can't be hasty."

"Aged tea is not troublesome, and the tea comes out quickly, but the taste is strong. The advantage is that it doesn't need to be steeped for too long; you can just force it, without too many techniques."

As he spoke, Shen Wuxiao looked at Jiang Huaiyue with a smile!

"But I personally like to savor good things, so I think new tea is good. However, old tea is also wonderful; it depends on personal preference!"

Jiang Huaiyue was stunned.

She even wondered if she had asked the wrong question.

Why did it feel a bit strange?

But she couldn't pinpoint why.

It seemed like he was talking about tea, but also not.

"You're quite the connoisseur!" Jiang Huaiyue could only respond this way.

As they chatted, the conversation soon turned back to "Shen Wuxiao."

"Those two people who came today must be Shen Wuxiao's people. We only discussed a few words, and they caught up. That person is really vigilant!"

Shen Wuxiao listened to Jiang Huaiyue talk about him, and he had to chime in, "Yes, that Shen Wuxiao is quite mysterious, with all sorts of rumors about him."

"But very few people have contact with him. We were unlucky today; we almost got into trouble!"

Shen Wuxiao finished speaking and let out a sigh.

Jiang Huaiyue nodded, "Indeed, I was careless. However, from the way his subordinates behave, it's not hard to guess Shen Wuxiao's true personality!"

"Suspicious, vigilant, brutal, and ruthless – these traits he definitely possesses."

Shen Wuxiao couldn't help but admire Jiang Huaiyue.

She had gotten everything right. He was indeed suspicious, vigilant, brutal, and ruthless. He even had a nickname for being schizophrenic.

Of course, everyone who knew him thought he had an extreme male syndrome!

"Yes, while rumors from the outside might not always be true, they certainly don't come from nowhere. We'll have to be more careful from now on!"

Jiang Huaiyue also murmured, "Shen Wuxiao, Wuxiao... boundless falling leaves rustle down!"

"Even his name carries a sense of killing intent!"

Shen Wuxiao was curious about this. He pushed the poured tea towards Jiang Huaiyue and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Jiang Huaiyue held the teacup with her delicate hand and took a sip. "The name 'Wuxiao' was most likely taken from a seven-character quatrain, boundless falling leaves rustle down!"

"And that passage truly depicts a scene of killing intent with leaves falling one after another. From this, I infer that Shen Wuxiao is likely naturally violent!"

"Lin Fan's brother died by his hand, it was probably destined. Sigh..."

Shen Wuxiao merely smiled.

If Lin Fan's brother didn't die by his hand, that would be strange.

Damn it, did they really think he was a pushover, someone they could push around as they pleased?

This wasn't part of his protagonist script!

The two continued their conversation like this.

Time quietly slipped away.

It was almost time to rest.

Jiang Huaiyue stood up and said to Shen Wuxiao, "It's getting late, I'm going to rest now!"

With that, Jiang Huaiyue headed towards her room.

She still had to cultivate.

The enemies were too strong; she had to improve herself as much as possible.

Shen Wuxiao naturally had no intention of leaving the villa.

But he wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he decided to put on a show.

About twenty minutes after Jiang Huaiyue returned to her room.

Shen Wuxiao went to his original room, grabbed a quilt, and threw it on the sofa.

Then he went to the kitchen, grabbed two cleavers, and placed them directly on the coffee table.

Today, he was playing the role of a knight in shining armor!

After preparing everything, Shen Wuxiao turned off the living room lights and lay down on the sofa, pulling the quilt over himself.

He clutched the two cleavers in his hands and fell asleep like that.

Meanwhile, in her room, Jiang Huaiyue was meditating.

As a Martial Artist, cultivation was a daily necessity.

She knew that learning was like sailing against the current; one either advanced or retreated, so she wouldn't slack off.

Jiang Huaiyue only got up to go to the bathroom after cultivating until one in the morning.

After taking a shower, she changed into the nightgown that Shen Wuxiao had sent over.

Just as she was about to go to bed, she suddenly remembered something.

She wondered if "Young Master Sikong" was still in the villa, or if he had left like yesterday.

She opened her room door, wanting to check.

But as she opened it, she saw someone sleeping on the sofa, illuminated by the light spilling from her room.

It was none other than Shen Wuxiao!

Jiang Huaiyue was a little speechless.

What was this guy doing? He had a room but chose to sleep on the sofa!

She was also very curious, so she slowly walked over.

At that moment, Shen Wuxiao was sleeping sprawled out, one leg kicked up high, resting on the back of the sofa.

The quilt had also been kicked onto the floor.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Huaiyue inexplicably felt like laughing.

A faint smile appeared on her face.

He was already so old, yet he was still like a child.

Jiang Huaiyue didn't intend to wake him.

However, although winter hadn't arrived yet, the temperature at night wasn't very high.

Plus, this was the Bay Villa, and the sea breeze was quite cool.