The crybaby nanny was bullied and cried again by her yandere husband.

Since Shang Yu didn't come back for lunch, Lin Zhao had nothing to do during the day.

The luggage I retrieved from the trash can yesterday is piled messily in the corner.

It was too late yesterday, and Lin Zhao was afraid of waking up Uncle Li and the others, so she didn't tidy up. She just grabbed a clean set of clothes from the bottom, took a shower, and went to sleep.

The little house has a washing machine, so it's quite convenient to do laundry.

Lin Zhao looked at the sky outside; it was clear and sunny, and it would probably dry in a day.

He removed all the sheets and blankets, and the comforter could be aired out directly. The clothes underneath were all clean, but Lin Zhao still threw them all into the washing machine.

The books and daily necessities were all put away properly, and the small room became clean and tidy again, and it was full of his things.

Lin Zhao pounced on the bed and rolled around.

Hugging his little bear.

"We'll be living here from now on. Be good, don't cause trouble, and don't cry all the time or bother others, okay, little bear?"

The little bear couldn't hear him, of course; he was actually talking to himself, saying it was truly the best job he'd ever found.

The boss is great, the colleagues are great, and the salary is very high.

If he doesn't get kicked out in six months, he can save enough money to open a small restaurant near the orphanage and deliver meals to the children there so they can all enjoy his cooking.

"I miss the headmistress so much, little bear, don't you miss her?"

Lin Zhao talked to the little bear.

"I'll go back to see her once I get my salary."

The more she thought about it, the happier she felt. Lin Zhao couldn't help but bury her head in the bear's soft body.

Glancing at the rapeseed plants out of the corner of his eye, he was initially a little sleepy, but suddenly his energy returned, and he grabbed a hoe and went to the garden.

The July sun was indeed relentless, so Lin Zhao put on a fisherman's hat and excitedly headed to the garden.

I was thinking of taking advantage of the good weather these next few days to quickly dig up the land.

Shang Yu went to the company early today, and went home early after finishing his business.

I spotted someone working in the garden at a glance, wearing a white T-shirt, big denim shorts, and a brown fisherman's hat.

Her little face was rosy from the sun, but she kept smiling.

Lin Zhao also noticed that her teacher had returned. She turned around and greeted Shang Yu. The distance was a bit far, so Lin Zhao subconsciously waved and smiled. This time, she didn't stutter.

"Good morning, sir! Welcome home!"

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Sunlight shone on Lin Zhao from behind. The boy had fair skin, curved eyes, and a thin layer of sweat on his neck. He was holding a small hoe in his hand and looked very happy.

Shang Yu unconsciously curled his lips, feeling as if something had pierced his heart, but his face remained expressionless as usual. He nodded and went to the study.

The master is back, and Lin Zhao has to hurry up and prepare dinner. He went back to his room, took a quick shower, tidied up, and went to the main hall.

As usual, I went to the place where the aprons were placed first. When I saw the aprons clearly, I blinked and was a little stunned.

Isn't this the apron he saw in the supermarket?

I can't believe it! It's here!

Lin Zhao didn't have time to cook. He grabbed his apron and ran to the garden. Shen Ci had gone to the supermarket with him today, and he had to ask if this was bought for him.

"Xiao Ci! Xiao Ci!"

Shen Ci looked up when he heard the sound, tilting his head as if to ask, "What's wrong?"

Lin Zhao happily handed over the apron.

"Did you buy this for me?"

Shen Ci saw the apron clearly, smiled and nodded, then took out his phone to type.

【Yes, I bought it because you liked it so much. Thank you for the steamed egg custard.】

Lin Zhao was so happy she didn't know what to do, and kept thanking Shen Ci while hugging him.

"Thank you, Xiao Ci. I'll continue to cook delicious food for you in the future!"

He was really broke and couldn't afford a return gift, so he could only cook more delicious food for Xiao Ci.

Shen Ci was taken aback by his enthusiasm, but a smile also appeared on her face.

This scene happened to be witnessed by Shang Yu in his study on the second floor.

With the nice apron, Lin Zhao was in an exceptionally good mood while cooking, and unconsciously hummed a little tune.

I made five dishes today.

First dish: Steamed Chicken with Chanterelle Mushrooms

The second dish: Stir-fried asparagus and shrimp balls

The third dish: Winter melon and scallop stew with crab mushrooms

Fourth dish: Blanched Chinese kale

Fifth dish: Loofah, mushroom, and egg soup

Although Shang Yu has many dietary restrictions, there are so many things that can be adjusted when cooking Chinese food, so Lin Zhao found it quite easy to cook.

I was still a little nervous while waiting for Shang Yu to have dinner.

Uncle Li wasn't at the restaurant today; I don't know where he went. It was just the two of them.

For a moment, the only sound in the restaurant was the crisp clinking of bowls and chopsticks; there was no other noise.

Having learned from his previous experience, Lin Zhao didn't glance at Shang Yu once today. He just kept his head down, looking at his little bear apron, which he liked more and more the more he looked at it.

Shang Yu glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and spoke calmly.

"Nice apron."

Lin Zhao's eyes lit up.

"Right, sir? I think so too. This apron was a gift from Xiaoci, and wearing it while cooking makes me feel better."

After saying that, he patted the little bear's head with considerable satisfaction.

Seeing how much he loved it, Shang Yu found it inexplicably irritating.

It's just an apron, why are you so happy?

The harsh words were on the tip of her tongue, but seeing his silly grin, she swallowed them back.

"Wear it if you like."

Lin Zhao responded immediately.

"Thank you, sir."

Shang Yu continued eating, but after only a couple of bites, he suddenly lost his appetite. He drank half a bowl of soup and went straight upstairs.

When Uncle Li returned, he saw a table of dishes that had barely been touched and asked...

"Xiao Zhao, what did the master say today? Was it something he didn't like?"

Lin Zhao blinked twice.

"The gentleman said my apron was nice and told me to wear it if I liked it, without saying anything else."

Uncle Li still looked worried. He had finally managed to eat an extra day, so what was wrong with him today?

He picked up his chopsticks and tasted it, but the taste was no different from yesterday. What went wrong?

Lin Zhao was also affected by Uncle Li's emotions. She thought back to the whole process of cooking and realized that she had avoided eating the foods that her husband disliked.

Is it because winter melon cannot be cut into chunks?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he must have done something wrong. His nose started to sting, and his words came out somewhat hesitantly.

"Uncle Li, did I do something wrong?"

Seeing his self-reproachful expression, Uncle Li was afraid he would overthink things and start crying again, so he quickly comforted him.

"It's alright, it's not your fault, that's just how your husband is."

He patted Lin Zhao on the shoulder as he spoke.

"Let's pack up and head to the cabin. It seems the master isn't in a good mood today; let's not disturb him."

Lin Zhao silently cleared away the dishes, thinking that she needed to work harder tomorrow and cook more delicious food.

Shang Yu, who returned to his study on the second floor, was completely unable to concentrate on his work.

The scene from the restaurant kept replaying in Lin Zhao's mind. She lowered her head and repeatedly stroked the bear pattern on her apron with her fingertips.

Her eyebrows were curved, and she was smiling broadly.

Shang Yu remained silent for a long time, then picked up his phone from the table and unconsciously swiped across the screen with his fingertips.

I opened the shopping app on a whim and typed "cute cartoon apron for home kitchen" into the search box.

A variety of aprons popped up on the page.

There are soft and fluffy bunny designs, clean daisy designs, and gentle light-colored bear designs.

With a wide variety of styles available, Shang Yu expressionlessly selected a few and placed them on the shopping shelf.

When he finished paying, he looked at the order and frowned.