"Do you normally eat this kind of stuff?" Seeing that the noodles in the lunchbox were dotted with only a few strands of green vegetables, he felt somewhat angry.
"What?" The little maid didn't react in time.
"Why isn't there even a hint of meat in here? Doesn't our family provide your meals?"
"I've always eaten like this before." Jiang Anran seemed quite natural about it.
"Just look at what you're eating! Look at your hair, it isn't dark and glossy at all, the ends are even a bit withered and yellow, and your chest is flat as a board. Is this any way to live?
"The maids in my house don't need to be drop-dead gorgeous, but at least they shouldn't be walking beanpoles! Eating this little, what will you do if you faint from hunger outside? Our Fei Family can't afford to lose that kind of face!
"No, you must eat better and get plump and white.
"Once you grow prettier later on, I can even send you off for other young masters to play with! When you're like this, I'm too embarrassed to drag you out and gift you to others!"
Although Jiang Anran had cooked all the meals herself, he hadn't expected her to be so thrifty with herself.
He hadn't paid much attention before, but he didn't expect that even after coming to the Fei Family, she was still just as frugal as before. What if she starved herself into some kind of illness?
You must know.
Starting around this time in the original plotline, she gradually improved her diet, headed toward the direction of a true beauty, and started getting plump and white.
Although she previously belonged to the bony-beauty type, it also dragged down the attractiveness score she deserved.
In the later stages, after growing some flesh, her complete version could even rank in the top three of Ye Chen's harem.
If her appearance previously scored ninety points, then after improving her diet she was already approaching ninety-eight points.
If not for her poor conditions in childhood, Fei Yangyao believed that growing up healthily would have made her undoubtedly the number-one beautiful female lead in the entire book.
Moreover, without improving her diet, Young Master Fei wouldn't dare guarantee the smooth development of the Lin Family plotline.
You must know that only after she blossomed did she look fully like the true eldest daughter of the Lin Family, looking at a glance like she was cut from the same mold as Madam Lin.
"You! Stop talking nonsense, A Jiu is right here!"
Jiang Anran looked somewhat shy yet somewhat indignant, and then muttered as if lacking confidence: "I—I might not be big, but I've at least got an A-plus, right?"
As she spoke, she actually glanced down toward the front at an eighty-nine-degree angle.
"Is that the point?" Young Master Fei was speechless. Why was she worrying about being an airport runway here?
"What did I hear?" A Jiu, who was struggling with her noodles alongside them, slurped up a mouthful of noodles fiercely and said vaguely.
"Alright, I'll listen to the young master. Before, I did it to save money, but now, well, I'm already willing to offer my body in marriage, so taking a bit of interest is only right."
She was referring to that time she gave birth in place of A Jiu at the hospital entrance, right? But...
"What kind of attitude is that? Am I flirting with you?
"Did you not hear that last sentence just now?
"I'm going to sell you off as a high-class courtesan!
"Do you understand what a high-class courtesan is?
"A life of eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating.
"Becoming a rich young master's toy, played with recklessly by them, a fallen life without an ounce of dignity or brightness.
"Wow! How tragic!
"Isn't this what you loathe and hate the most?
"Do you want to live that kind of life?"
"If it's with the young master, it's not impossible..."
While the little maid here was twisting about in hesitation as she agreed, A Jiu over there couldn't care less about the last bit of soup base and quickly stood up to express her determination.
"I'm willing! I want to be a high-class courtesan! Eat and sleep, sleep and eat!"
Seeing a "big one" muscle her way in, Young Master Fei's face turned dark. "What are you willing for? Do you even know what it means? Besides, I asked about the maid of my house, are you one? If you want to go be one, go back and ask your young master!"
"Really? Great! As long as her young master agrees, I can do anything." After saying that, she continued absorbing the last bit of soup base.
Actually being one was impossible; the overbearing nature of a Dragon King novel protagonist was common knowledge, and if a passerby dared to stare at the female lead for two extra glances, they wouldn't live to see the next page.
Even for someone like himself, it was only because of his status as the heir of the Fei Family that he managed to barely survive until later.
As for all those other unimportant extras?
They could only pray in blessing that their next lives wouldn't be born inside a Dragon King novel.
"Fine! Since you want to be Fei Yangyao's tool courtesan, you must eat better. Your standard will be the same as mine from now on, understand?"
Young Master Fei originally wanted to refute her once more, but upon second thought, this Jiang Anran was already beyond saving, so he might as well just fulfill his character-setting obligations and wash his hands of her afterward.
"Alright, young master." Jiang Anran smiled sweetly, her thoughts beginning to drift.
The young master is truly so nice. After caring about what I wear, he even cares about whether I eat well.
As for what he said at the end about selling me?
How could that be?
The young master is just someone who says harsh things while meaning well.
However, how did the young master know what kind of life I loathe and hate the most?
The young master is so mysterious, but I will definitely find out!
The little maid was brimming with fighting spirit.
Compared to her, there was another one.
Seeing her full of smiles, wearing a sweet and blissful expression as she thought about something or other, Young Master Fei didn't know what she was daydreaming about, but he could feel that he was instead the one completely devoid of any brightness.
So powerless, so desperate, truly.
So angry he was shaking and feeling cold.
Can this novel world get any better? What on earth do we villains need to do for you people to be satisfied? Young Master Fei's tears almost fell unbidden. This world was filled everywhere with oppression against villains; when could we villains truly stand tall?
"A Jiu is done eating!" Over there, A Jiu slurped up the last bit of soup base with a sound, interrupting Young Master Fei's aggrieved contemplation.
"You didn't eat your fill, did you? I'll take you to eat something good later." Young Master Fei knew her appetite wasn't small.
A Jiu, who practiced the [Wisdom Tide Drunken Dream Art], ate at least two adult men's worth of meals per sitting. He couldn't imagine what kind of agony she had endured going two days without eating, and if she hadn't truly been unable to hold on any longer, she probably would have kept waiting for Ye Chen to come home, right?
Since she couldn't hold on and had no one else to turn to, it seemed she could only come find him.
It was also written in the book that A Jiu treated everyone else equally, with only the young master in her eyes.
Otherwise, Young Master Fei wouldn't dare act so idle in front of A Jiu, nor fail to wholeheartedly play the part of a dissolute, wicked young scoundrel.
It could be said that he was able to let his guard down the most in front of A Jiu.
"You're really nice~" A Jiu didn't even wipe her mouth, wearing an adorable expression.
Young Master Fei picked up his own towel and wiped her clean.
Regardless of anything else, A Jiu always had a sense of naive clumsiness no matter what she said.
"Mm, hurry and tell me what happened."
Young Master Fei didn't want to, but his gaze always uncontrollably got sucked toward the place with high gravity.
There was no help for it; those were the laws of physics.
Although to eat and make merry was human nature, and this was a normal phenomenon,
towards A Jiu—even though she was already an adult—Young Master Fei always felt like he had a sense of molesting an underage, ignorant, and innocent girl.
With no other choice, he could only shift his gaze to look elsewhere. Mm, this lunchbox really is quite lunchbox-like, not a single bit left. A Jiu could be the spokesmodel for the Clear Your Plate Campaign.
Only, he didn't notice.
As he wiped her, a trace of an imperceptible light lit up in A Jiu's eyes.
She nodded fiercely.
"Okay!"
Before you continue