Rumor has it that the young master has a hidden illness

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Lin Lulu stared blankly at Jing Sichen, unsure whether he was warning her or testing her.

Or perhaps, it was just a scare tactic.

However, upon closer reflection, none of these things matter.

"If you'd lived my life, you'd know that even a benefit given with ill intentions is far better than no hope at all." She shrugged. "If one day you really are going to kill me, then at least let me live without regrets! That way, I won't blame you!"

At that moment, she had no idea that her unintentional remark would sow the seeds of such a huge problem for the future.

"No regrets?" Jing Sichen murmured. "What kind of life do you want to live?"

"Hmm—" She thought hard for a moment, then continued, "Freedom to eat; freedom to shop; freedom to play; if I'm bullied or treated unfairly, I can immediately and arrogantly slap them in the face; I learn everything incredibly fast; in short, it's the kind of life where 'forwarding Lin Lulu's posts makes you a winner in life!'"

Jing Sichen: "That's it?"

"What do you mean by 'that's it'?" she pouted in dissatisfaction. "Uncle! You really don't know how to talk! I poured my heart and soul into summarizing all this, and all I got in return was 'Yes, yes, yes! I think so too'! You're such a spoilsport!"

Jing Sichen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He, who was never one to show his emotions, was always easily stirred up by her.

"From now on, I'll be there for you. The life you've always dreamed of will come true." His firm promise sang through his lips. "No one will dare bully you again!"

Lin Lulu: "So you really are a bodyguard!"

Jing Sichen: "Lin! Lu! Lu!"

"Hahaha—" Lin Lulu burst out laughing, "Uncle, please stop bragging! I haven't had breakfast, I'm starving, you can't even fill my stomach, yet you're so sure about it! I want to eat meat!"

"You'll do it?" Jing Sichen asked.

"Me?" Lin Lulu shook her head repeatedly. "The food I made is completely inedible!"

Jing Sichen: "Aren't all poor kids good at cooking? Then they meet a rich and handsome guy, and win his heart with their cooking skills, making him fall head over heels in love with them."

Lin Lulu: What kind of melodramatic youth literature have you been reading?

"Then the author must not be poor!" Lin Lulu rolled her eyes. "Poor people are busy making money all day long, and they often just eat whatever they can find. Where would they find the time to study how to cook delicious food?"

Jing Sichen: That seems to make sense.

"You really can't do it?" He was still a little unwilling to give up.

Why does he feel like he got the short end of the stick by marrying someone who doesn't follow the expected path?

"Why do I have to do it?" Lin Lulu asked, puzzled. "Doesn't the Jing family have many servants?"

"They've all resigned." Jing Sichen's tone was innocent. "After all, the owner has changed, and nobody knows when you might go bankrupt due to poor management. So, it's best to cut costs in advance."

Lin Lulu: "Are you kidding me?"

Jing Sichen put on a serious face.

After all, if there are too many people, it will be difficult to conceal one's identity from her.

"What right do you have to make decisions without my permission? You should at least have discussed it with me before resigning! Now..." She paused, then suddenly said, "Didn't you not fire yourself? From today onwards, you're the one!"

"Me?" Jing Sichen chuckled. "Do you even know who I am...?"

"Yes! You do it! You do it!" She glared at him angrily, her voice rising involuntarily, her imposing manner delivered by shouting. "If you don't do it, I'll punish you by making you do it!"

Jing Sichen looked at Lin Lulu, realizing that his imposing aura had been completely defeated in front of her.

After listening to their conversation, the driver, who had been sweating bullets for Lin Lulu, suddenly started sweating bullets for Jing Sichen instead.

Young Master Jing has always been decisive and ruthless, but who would have thought that he would be tamed by his fierce little wife!

So, being cowardly doesn't discriminate between high and low status!

**

Back at the villa, Lin Lulu searched around and found that apart from one or two cleaning staff, everyone else was indeed gone.

She couldn't help but do the math in her head: "If this uncle can do the work of ten people, then it really does save money!"

"Hey!" a young boy's voice suddenly rang out, "You're letting that man cook? Aren't you afraid he'll burn the villa down?"

Lin Lulu was startled.

Turning around, I saw a small child.

The child and the uncle shared some resemblance in their eyes and brows. Because of their age, the child had a cool demeanor with a touch of cuteness, and was as delicate as a porcelain doll. Lin Lulu liked the child very much at first sight.

She crouched down, raised her hand, and patted the boy's head, then asked, "Little friend, what's your name? What are you doing here? Are you lost?"

"Don't call me a kid, my name is Jingliang." Jingliang took a few steps back and tidied his hair. "I'm not a cat, I'm not for petting! Also, I'm not lost, I'm the accountant for this family."

"An accountant?" Lin Lulu thought she was hallucinating. "How old are you?"

Kyo Ryo: "Ten years old."

Lin Lulu exclaimed, "I don't hire child labor!"

Jing Liang rolled her eyes. "I'm warning you, the bowls and chopsticks inside are incredibly expensive. If he breaks even one, it'll be deducted from your monthly allowance. You only have a thousand yuan allowance each month, and a bowl costs ten thousand yuan. That means if he breaks one, you'll have to pay nine thousand, two would be eighteen thousand, so let's round it up to twenty thousand! If... Hey! I haven't finished yet, why are you running away?"

Lin Lulu: Not running away? Are you waiting for the uncle to break the bowl and for her to pay for it?

Please!

Didn't she inherit power and wealth?

How can I be bossed around by a ten-year-old toddler?

Lin Lulu ran into the living room, and the scene before her eyes completely stunned her.

He stumbled, took a step back, and pinched his thigh.

Is this not a dream?

Five dishes and a soup were already laid out on the table. All five dishes were meat, her favorite kind of meat.

The scene of broken dishes scattered all over the floor is simply not in my imagination!

"You...did you do this?" She could hardly believe it.

"Otherwise?" Black Eyebrows raised an eyebrow. "Is there anyone else here I can borrow?"

She leaned closer, inhaling the aroma carefully. "Do you make this often?"

This cooking skill is that of a five-star chef!

Jing Sichen: "The first time."

"I don't believe it!" Lin Lulu shook her head repeatedly, the blow outweighing the shock. "How could I possibly do so well on my first try?"

Jing Sichen: "The recipe clearly states how many minutes to stir-fry, how could it possibly not turn out well?"

Hearing the implicit sense of superiority in his words, Lin Lulu felt instantly utterly humiliated.

"Are you a top student?" she asked, somewhat dejected. How could someone be so outstanding? "Also, what's the deal with that Kyo Ryo?"

"I've never been to school," he answered every question she asked. "Ah Liang should have already spoken to you; she's our family's accountant, in charge of the money."

Then, she uttered another sentence that felt like it was choking her: "Since you haven't shed a single tear yet, your husband's will has been changed. Want to know the details?"