Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  Uncle Hai had been working for Gu Shen for many years and was well aware of what the Host had done before. Yan Xi could understand why he was so vigilant and guarded.

  Yan Xi explained seriously, “I want to make a dinner for Gu Shen, but I don’t know what he likes to eat.”


  Uncle Hai was silent for a moment. Although he still looked suspicious, his attitude had softened.

  “It’s good that Madam thinks that way. I don’t know what Master likes to eat, but he’ll eat more when it comes to seafood”


  ‘When Yan Xi heard that, her eyes lit up. ‘Okay, I’ll go prepare seafood now!”


  Uncle Hai nodded. When he saw Yan Xi return to the villa in high spirits, he felt a little relieved. He had always felt that Young Master was too lonely. It would be nice if Madam could change and treat Master nicely.

  Yan Xi wasn’t so good at cooking, it was nowhere near possible for her to prepare seafood. So eventually, she simply took some simple and processed ingredients and was going to cook a seafood fried rice.

  She found a recipe and started cooking according to the recipe.

  According to the recipe, the first step was to deal with the ingredients. Yan Xi held a kitchen knife and looked determinedly at the huge squid still moving on the chopping board.

  In just a moment, her courage disappeared and she didn’t know where to begin.

  Cutting the antenna first? But its head must still be moving around. Cutting the head? The antenna might be flying around.

  Her years of dissecting dead rabbits were not enough to handle this live squid.

  “Madam, do you need my help? If this squid sticks onto your arm later, it’ll be very difficult to take it off,” Xiaoyue walked over and asked kindly.

  Yan Xi shook her head firmly. “No need, I can deal with it alone.”


  ‘As soon as she finished speaking, she raised the kitchen knife and slashed at the connecting part of the squid’s head and body with a bang.

  Inan instant, a few antennas jumped up and almost ran onto Yan Xi’s apron. Luckily, she dodged in time.

  Yan Xi patted her chest and confidently pointed at the broken squid on the chopping board. “See, I said I can handle it, right?”


  Yan Xi handled the squid clumsily and cut it into different sizes and shapes. She thought that everything would go smoothly later on, but to her surprise, she ran into trouble again dealing with the onion.

  Shortly after she started cutting the onion, Yan Xi cried, tears trickling down her face like a river.

  “Why does it make me cry so badly? Xiaoyue, get me a tissue.”


  Xiaoyue rushed in and saw Yan Xi’s swollen eyes. She was shocked. “Madam, let me do it. Your eyes are already swollen.”


  “No need.” Yan Xi wiped the corner of her eyes, sniffed, and faced the onion again. “I will handle this little brat.”


  Xiaoyue quietly went to the side and felt that her madam was really treating her master better and better.

  After an hour of struggling in the kitchen, Yan Xi finally came out alive with a plate of seafood fried rice and placed it on the table. Smelling the food, Gu Shen pushed the wheelchair into the dining room.

  With every step forward, the taste of the seafood fried rice became stronger.

  Before Gu Shen got to the dining table, Yan Xi asked expectantly, “How is it?” Yan Xi raised her chin, her eyes sparkling. “I made this seafood fried rice myself. I didn’t ask for anyone’s help at all!” Her pitch rose at the end of her sentence, and her intention to ask for praise was very obvious.

  Gu Shen was about to speak when he saw from the corner of his eye that her eyes were red and her face was covered in tears. His heart skipped a beat and he forgot what he wanted to say just now.

  He lowered his voice. “Yan Xi, are you crying?”


  Who was it that made her cry?

  “No.” Yan Xi wiped it. “It’s the onion, I don’t know why I couldn’t help but cry while cutting the onion.”


  Gu Shen heaved a sigh of relief, but his gaze was still fixed on Yan Xi. “If anyone or anything makes you cry, you can tell me.”


  “Of course I’ll tell you.”


  ‘While Yan Xi was lost in thought, she suddenly felt the fragrance of the cold pine wood approaching. She looked up in a daze and met Gu Shen’s cold gaze.

  Yan Xi did not understand what he meant. Just as she was about to ask, she felt a cold fingertip touch her cheek and gently wiped away the remaining tears.

  “T don’t want to see you cry.” The man’s voice was no longer calm and indifferent like it usually was. Instead, it was filled with despair.

  Yan Xi held Gu Shen’s hand and rubbed her cheek against his palm. “Then I’l try my best not to cry.” She would try not to cut onions in the future……