The yandere is too beautiful; the fake heiress sneaks kisses through the window every day.

Under Rong Shan's guidance, the two finally entered the Zhenxiufang restaurant. It has to be said that it is indeed the number one restaurant in Beicheng, which is very large and grand. However, the decoration gave her a familiar feeling.

Rong Shan led the two directly to the third floor to the top-tier private room. As they passed through the corridor, they were spotted by Lu Miao, who was dining there.

Lu Miao turned his head and glanced in the direction of VIP room number 1 with a puzzled look.

That figure looks a bit like Jiang Yu, but why would she go to VIP room number 1? Isn't that room always closed to the public?

Inside VIP room number 1 on the other side, Rong Shan pushed open the door and shouted loudly, "Brothers, look who I brought!"

Of the three people inside, only Tingfeng turned his head to look over, and he was slightly surprised to see the newcomer.

"No way, you're not giving your brother any face at all. You could at least take a look. Maybe there'll be a surprise." Seeing that the two of them were ignoring him, Rong Shan couldn't help but complain.

The two who had been annoyed by his chatter finally spared him a glance.

Jiang Yu peeked out from behind Rong Shan and met Shen Ji's gaze across the table. Shen Ji was stunned for a moment, but her eyes lit up and she strode towards him impatiently.

Halfway there, he suddenly remembered that the other person had bitten him last night, so he braked and stopped in time.

No, she can't be too proactive while she's still in a cold war with the Empress, or the Empress will become arrogant because of her favor.

Yes, she has to project an imperial aura.

So the little girl raised her chin, her soft, white face plump and chubby, and stared at the man opposite her with a haughty and resentful look.

(One by one) I'm staring~

Shen Ji was all set to catch her with open arms, but the little girl stopped halfway there.

Is he still angry? Shen Ji raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

On the other side, Jiang Mingyue wanted to fake her death the moment she saw Lu Wu.

Damn it, why is he here too?

She was extremely annoyed; if she had known he was there, she would never have come.

Under Lu Wu's cold and piercing gaze, she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. What was that dog of a man looking at? Didn't he know what it meant to be reserved?

Unaware of the strange and tense atmosphere, Rong Shan sat down at the table and turned to greet the two people who were standing.

"Why are you standing? Come on, we're all family here, please sit down."

Jiang Yu stared at Shen Ji, then plopped down next to Rong Shan, while Jiang Mingyue gritted her teeth and sat down next to Jiang Yu despite the intense gaze.

Looking at Jiang Yu sitting next to him, Rong Shan was a little surprised. He looked up at the person opposite him with a slightly gloomy expression and sensed a gossip.

His amused gaze swept back and forth between the two of them, while a knowing smile played on his lips.

Rong Shan leaned closer to Jiang Yu and asked loudly, "Little sister, tell me honestly, did you bite him and leave those teeth marks?"

He couldn't think of anyone else who could bite the Demon King and still survive, except for her.

Tooth marks?

Jiang Mingyue, who was searching for a crack in the ground, looked up at the two of them.

With a furrowed brow, Jiang Yu gave a soft snort, her voice tinged with anger, and said, "So what if I bit you?"

He deserves to be bitten.

Seeing the little girl's confident attitude, Rong Shan was both surprised and delighted, and clapped with a smile. "You're amazing, little sister. I admire you more and more."

She is naturally the most capable.

The Empress tilts her head back arrogantly (jpg).

Upon hearing this, Lu Wu looked away and glanced at Shen Ji with an ambiguous expression, while Ting Feng wished he could play dead at this moment.

As for the person in question, he watched the sulking girl silently, only unconsciously tapping the table with his right index finger.

"Little sister Jiang Yu, why don't you become my god-sister? I've never met anyone as interesting as you. Don't worry, I won't let you suffer. I'm pretty amazing too." Rong Shan enthusiastically promoted himself, determined to bring her home as his sister.

Jiang Yu looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot, but before she could speak, a sinister voice rang out from behind Rong Shan.

"You like being an older brother so much? It just so happens that the General is missing an older brother, and I think you are very suitable." Shen Ji appeared behind Rong Shan at some point and placed a hand on his shoulder. He smiled, but his tone was cold.

Rong Shan's smile froze, and he gritted his teeth as he squeezed out a few words, "You really are my good brother."

Let him be the dog's older brother.

Shen Ji smiled but remained silent.

Rong Shan rolled his eyes, grumbled as he got up and moved to another seat, and Shen Ji took the seat he had been in.

Jiang Yu frowned as she looked at the new person beside her. When she saw him smiling at her, and smiling so handsomely, she was momentarily dazed before emphasizing in a serious tone, "Don't think that I'll forgive you just because you smiled at me."

Shen Ji, who hadn't done anything, paused for a moment, then his smile became even more alluring.

She's like a seductive little vixen.

Shen Ji slowly picked up his chopsticks and took a slice of beef. Just as he did, he heard the little girl's huffy and arrogant voice beside him.

"Don't think I'll forgive you just because I feed you a piece of beef."

Shen Ji paused for a moment, then picked up another slice and fed the two slices of beef to the little girl's mouth, gently coaxing, "Open your mouth."

This move stunned Rong Shan and Ting Feng.

Jiang Yu frowned as she looked at the beef in front of her. She wanted to refuse, but it smelled so good.

He hesitated for only two seconds before opening his mouth and eating it.

The beef was fresh, fragrant, spicy, and numbing—a familiar taste. Jiang Yu's eyes lit up as she ate, her cheeks puffing out as she chewed. She couldn't help but direct Shen Ji, "More!"

Shen Ji smiled indulgently, said nothing, and fed the baby another piece of food.

Watching the two of them feeding each other, Jiang Mingyue was exasperated, and that feeling of disappointment welled up again.

If one piece of affection can't appease you, two pieces will do, right?

"Miss Jiang, why aren't you eating? Is it not to your liking?"

A cold voice fell on her ear, startling Jiang Mingyue. She looked up at the man staring at her and forced a polite smile. "How could that be? I like it very much."

The oblivious Rong Shan finally sensed the undercurrents on the table. Looking at this person and that person, he leaned closer to Tingfeng and muttered softly, "I feel like there's something off about the atmosphere among the four of them."

Shen Ji and Jiang Yu are one thing, but why is there an inexplicable atmosphere between Lu Wu and this Miss Jiang?

He listened to the wind and gave a numb "Oh".

Sometimes, after being shocked many times, you learn to accept it.

For example, his son, a severe germaphobe who would throw away anything anyone touched, is now sharing a pair of chopsticks with someone else. Who would believe that?!

Jiang Yu tasted all the dishes on the table, her eyes growing brighter with each bite.

They were incredibly familiar; the taste of these dishes wasn't exactly the same as that of the royal chef of the Jiang Kingdom, but it was about 70-80% similar.

Could it be that her imperial chef also transmigrated here?

"I want to see the chef who made these dishes," Jiang Yu suddenly said.

"Why would you suddenly want to see the cook?"

"I want to see you."

Shen Ji rested his chin on one hand and looked lazily at Jiang Yu, his eyes languid and tired. Seeing her serious little expression, he picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth and said, "Tingfeng, go and bring her here."

"Yes." Tingfeng stood up.

Jiang Yu looked up at Tingfeng, then turned to Shen Ji with a puzzled expression and asked, "Isn't Tingfeng your dog?"

Tingfeng, who had gotten up to leave, paused, turned back in astonishment, and looked on in disbelief.

Does the young master go around telling everyone that he is his dog?

What should we do? Should he respond?