Chapter 80

"Why didn't you tell me? Although it's not a big deal, I still have the right to know."

Wu Liang looked at the sophisticated, bespectacled woman in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Lei is usually very serious, so she shouldn't make such a basic mistake.

"I... I'm just afraid you'll be angry if I tell you, young master."

"I don't want the young master to develop any negative opinions about Yao Shi and Milutin because of this, otherwise those two might be very upset."

Gu Yilei, kneeling on one knee, spoke hesitantly, never expecting that the young master would eventually find out.

She had originally planned to explain to the young master later, but there was nothing she could do about it.

It can only be said that the head chef and the others returned a little too early, and it was her mistake not to have thought of this.

"To be honest, you're afraid that if I find out about this, I won't dare to eat the dinner those two make, right?"

"Or did you think I would increase the punishment and make those two clean the kitchen thoroughly?"

Wu Liang looked at the maid in front of him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Although she was not quite as good as Yao Shi, she was indeed a very excellent maid.

If it weren't for Yao Shi's overwhelming maid aura, Lei would actually have played a very significant role in the Wu family.

But the only frustrating thing about Tears is that they are too good at imagining things. They often analyze a certain event or a certain sentence in great detail.

"Yes... but young master, what's wrong with you...?"

Somewhat surprised that the young master could guess what she was thinking, Lei slowly raised her head and looked at Wu Liang.

As if amused by her actions, the young master was seen holding his forehead and smiling helplessly.

"You're overthinking it. How could I possibly get angry over something so trivial?"

"Of course I know that this is Yao Shi's first time cooking, so I was somewhat prepared."

However, he really didn't expect that Yao Shi and Milutin could turn the kitchen into a veritable battlefield.

Wu Liang silently complained to himself, wondering what kind of mess they had made of the kitchen to cause such a breakdown.

"So... Young Master, you already guessed this would happen...?"

Gu Yilei stared blankly at Wu Liang, which meant that the young master had already guessed the result, but just hadn't said it.

"Of course I guessed. Get up quickly. There's no need for such formality in front of me."

Wu Liang reached out and helped Lei, who was kneeling in front of him, to her feet. At the same time, a strange fishy smell came from ahead.

"Young Master, Miss Shi... they're... out..."

The maids standing on either side of the dining table hurriedly looked to their right front.

But when she saw Yao Shi and Milutin walking slowly towards her, her face turned pale and she took a few steps back in fear.

"Young master, dinner is ready."

With her face covered in red liquid, Yao Shi held the casserole in her hand and spoke calmly.

Her long dress was now covered in unknown condiments, and her smooth black stockings were soaking wet, making her look quite disheveled.

With slightly trembling hands as if unsteady, Yao Shi walked to the dining table and gently placed the casserole in front of Wu Liang.

"Ah... thank you for your hard work..."

"Miren... Ding!!! What's wrong with you!!!"

He stared at the casserole dish in front of him, his eyes twitching, and swallowed hard.

Looking at Milutin, who had an afro and a face so black he looked like he'd just come out of a coal mine, Wu Liang's voice suddenly rose several decibels.

What did she do? Why is Milutin in such a sorry state? She looks like she's been roasted alive!

"I... I want to rest..."

Upon seeing Wu Liang, Milutin suddenly felt a sense of salvation, as if he had seen God.

She vowed that no matter how much Yao Shi begged her in the future, even if Yao Shi knelt before her and pleaded, she never wanted to cook with her again...

Chapter 18: The Road to Death

An eerie atmosphere filled the hall, making it feel cold and chilly. The biting cold air made everyone present shiver.

A cold wind, seemingly from nowhere, blew down Wu Liang's collar and into his neck, making him shiver three times.

He twisted his stiff neck and looked at the maids around him, only to see that all of them were looking at him with worried expressions.

Aside from Yao Shi herself being unaware of it, and the unexpected turn of events involving Milutin was on the verge of death.

Even Gu Yilei looked at Wu Liang with a solemn expression and a hint of sympathy.

Needless to say, Xiao Ai's smile vanished instantly upon seeing the casserole dish emitting black steam beside Wu Liang.

"Young master, dinner is ready."

Yao Shi stood beside Wu Liang and spoke again to remind Wu Liang.

His cold face showed no emotion whatsoever, as if he didn't care at all about Wu Liang's opinion.

"It seems like I'm just doing this to complete a task," Yao Shi said coldly.

"Um?"

Standing on the same side as Yao Shi, Gu Yilei silently observed Yao Shi.

As if she had discovered something, she took two steps back and looked behind Yao Shi.

Yao Shi's slender fingers, covered in bandages and coated with ointment, were nervously fidgeting.

As if she were worried about something, her slender, pale fingers were unsure of what to do with themselves due to nervousness.

"Oh..."

Gu Yilei pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and smiled faintly.

Despite Yao Shi's outward lack of emotional reaction, she was actually in a state of utter panic inside.

"Ah... yes... yes... by the way, Milutin, are you alright...?"

Cold sweat instantly soaked Wu Liang's back, and beads of sweat also appeared on his forehead.

Wu Liang picked up a handkerchief from the table and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then focused his attention on Milutin.

Wu Liang stared intently at Milutin, who was about to faint on the spot, even though he knew that Milentin must have experienced inhuman treatment in the kitchen.

But now you're the only one who can save me, Milutin. Say something to distract Yao Shi.

Get to the point quickly, or do you really expect him to deal with this thing that's emitting black smoke...?

Suddenly, as if by magic, Yao Shi produced a large bowl of rice and placed it in front of Wu Liang.

Wu Liang couldn't even see where Yao Shi had taken it from; Yao Shi had only been carrying fish soup when she came out earlier.

Forget it, there's no need to dwell on this. After all, it's Yao Shi, so there's nothing strange about it.

Yao Shi usually surprised him far more than these exaggerated things, so he should be used to it by now.

"Young master, dinner is ready."

"Because it was my first time cooking, I didn't prepare much, and I only had this one dish."

Yao Shi leaned close to Wu Liang's ear and whispered something, seemingly embarrassed and not daring to look at Wu Liang.

She then stepped back behind Wu Liang, standing as straight as a pine tree, as if anticipating something. Yao Shi looked at the casserole fish on the table.

"Ah? Um... um... it's okay, it's normal to be nervous the first time."

Wu Liang stared blankly at the rice suddenly placed in front of him... cooked rice???

Upon seeing the thick, white, unidentified liquid in the bowl, resembling a viscous paste, Wu Liang felt a bit dazed.

It felt like someone was decorating his head with a sledgehammer, hammering him eighty sledgehammers at a time, making his head ache.

"Yao... Yao Shi... this rice..."

Wu Liang looked at Yao Shi with a twitching mouth, feeling that this was no ordinary rice.

Let alone rice, this doesn't even qualify as porridge. The strange color and consistency look odd.

And you say this is rice, so where's the rice? Even if it's rice porridge, it should still have rice grains, right?

"Young Master? Is there something wrong with this rice?!"

Upon hearing Wu Liang's question, Yao Shi's heart tightened immediately.

He hurriedly stepped forward to Wu Liang's side and asked him seriously, a hint of panic flashing in his dark eyes.

"No, it's nothing. I just wanted to say that it's quite different from regular rice, haha..."

"Um, Milutin, you..."

Feeling the pressure emanating from Yao Shi, Wu Liang, who was about to speak, hurriedly changed his mind and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

He hurriedly pinned the blame on Milutin, hoping the other party would understand his meaning and help him out of the predicament.

But when Wu Liang saw the empty table, he was stunned. Where was this guy?

"Milutin has just retired to rest. She is very tired. I hope the young master can understand."

Yao Shi said calmly, Milutin was indeed very tired.

After such a difficult battle, Milutin's physical strength was almost at its limit.

As Milutin said, the kitchen is indeed a battlefield comparable to a bloodbath.

"Ah, then let her rest. Actually, I don't have anything to do. I was just calling out."

Wu Liang swallowed hard and took a deep breath.

Calm down, Wu Liang. This dinner was prepared for you by Yao Shi after a lot of effort.

Gu Yilei had previously mentioned that Yao Shi had spent an entire afternoon studying before finally serving up a pot of fish soup.

If you keep hesitating here, Yao Shi will only suspect that you hate her cooking, which will definitely hurt Yao Shi.

If you're still a man, you should have poured that pot of black-fuming fish soup and that bowl of milky-white, viscous liquid (rice) over it.

"Yao Shi, I'll be back soon. I suddenly feel a bit unwell in my stomach."

With a snap, Wu Liang stood up and patted Yao Shi on the shoulder with a smile.

It's no big deal, it's just a meal...

"Take care, young master."

Yao Shi bowed respectfully, watching Wu Liang's figure gradually disappear into the distance, a trace of loneliness flashing in her cold eyes.

As expected... Young Master just made up an excuse because he couldn't bring himself to eat it... Does the food I made really disgust him that much...?

A small hand covered in bandages gently covered the casserole fish, feeling the temperature gradually cooling down inside.

Yao Shi lowered her head and shook her head self-deprecatingly. Things that cannot be approved by the young master are useless to keep.

It's ridiculous that she expects the young master to be satisfied with food that he wouldn't even want to open and look at.

"Miss Shi, the young master is just going to the restroom."

"Please don't make that face. If the young master sees it when he comes back, he might get suspicious."

Gu Yilei noticed Yao Shi's emotional fluctuations, and she didn't expect that Miss Shi would value the young master's evaluation so much.

Is this the quality that the young master of the Wu family should have as his personal maid, or is this just Miss Shi's simple personal wish?

"Sister Lei is right. Young Master is just leaving for a while. It's not like he's not coming back."

"Miss Shi, you don't need to doubt the young master. Do you think he is a person who doesn't keep his word?"

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Ai slowly spoke up. Although she felt a little sorry for the young master, the disappointed Miss Shi was just too heartbreaking.

They've worked so hard all afternoon, how can we let Miss Shi's efforts go to waste?

In order to prepare a dinner for the young master, Miss Shi's beautiful fingers were cut more than once.

"That's true. What was I thinking just now? I was being stupid. Thank you all for your guidance."