I met a yandere rich girl online using fake photos, and she kidnapped me.

"I want to eat what you make," Huo Nianci said to Lin An, "just one dish, the spicy kind."

Lin An swallowed what was in his mouth, looked at Huo Nianci, and then at Aunt Sun standing next to him.

Grandma Sun's expression was a bit complicated, a mixture of disappointment and curiosity.

It's like the kind of bewilderment that comes from thinking, "I've been cooking for so many years, how come I can't compare to a young person?"

"Alright," Lin An said, standing up as he looked at Huo Nianci's expectant expression. "I'll make one."

He went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and rummaged through it.

There was also a chicken breast, a few green peppers, and a handful of dried chili peppers in the refrigerator.

He cut the chicken breast into cubes, marinated it with cooking wine, light soy sauce, and starch, and then chopped green peppers and dried chili peppers.

Heat oil in a wok, sauté scallions, ginger, and garlic until fragrant, then add dried chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns and stir-fry until the oil turns red. Add the chicken and stir-fry quickly over high heat.

The whole process only took about ten minutes.

When he brought the dish out, the plate was filled with bright red chilies and glossy brown diced chicken, steaming hot.

The pungent smell went straight into people's noses.

Huo Nianci's eyes immediately lit up.

She pulled the plate of food in front of her, picked up a piece of diced chicken, and put it in her mouth.

After chewing a couple of times, her eyes narrowed, and her expression became much more lively than when she ate the sweet and sour pork ribs. Her whole demeanor was different.

"Delicious," she said, picking up another piece. "So delicious."

Then, as if she hadn't eaten for days, she ate the plate of spicy chicken pieces one by one with her chopsticks.

They even turned the dried chilies inside over and over.

Seeing her like that, Lin An couldn't help but say, "Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

"Um, um..." Huo Nianci stammered, clearly too busy to speak.

After watching for a while, Grandma Sun finally couldn't hold back any longer.

She walked to the table, picked up a clean pair of chopsticks, and tasted a piece of diced chicken.

She chewed a couple of times and then frowned.

"Miss, this tastes...it seems almost the same as what I make," said Aunt Sun. "It's just a little spicier, but otherwise there's not much difference."

Huo Nianci looked up at her, her mouth still full of food, her cheeks bulging.

She swallowed what was in her mouth and said with a serious expression, "Very different."

"What's wrong with it?"

"His love for me is in this," Huo Nianci said.

Grandma Sun: "..."

Lin An: "..."

The air was silent for two seconds. Sun Ma looked at Lin An, who was equally speechless, and laughed out loud. She shook her head and walked towards the kitchen: "Miss, please eat slowly. There's still rice in the pot if you're not full."

……

After finishing the meal, Lin An took the initiative to stand up and clear the dishes.

He felt he had to do something, after all, Huo Nianci was a young lady, and he wasn't a young master.

So he stacked the empty plates, ready to take them to the kitchen.

"Put it down, put it down," Aunt Sun poked her head out of the kitchen and waved her hand. "I'll wash it. You go with Miss."

"It's alright, Aunt Sun, I'll help you..."

"You just need to keep the young lady company," Aunt Sun said, walking over and taking the plate from his hands without further ado. "Does an old woman like me need anyone's help to wash a few dishes? Go away, don't get in the way."

Before Lin An could say anything more, Huo Nianci spoke up from the side: "Why are you stealing Aunt Sun's job?"

"She's worked here for so many years, and you just come along and take her job. She must feel like she's been fired."

Lin An turned to look at her: "I just wanted to lend a hand..."

"Grandma Sun gets paid for her work," Huo Nianci said. "Do you get paid for your work?"

Lin An: "..."

He found himself unable to refute it.

After all, his job was to provide emotional support to Huo Nianci.

It's not really work.

Lin An originally viewed this as a special job.

But ever since she went home with him to see Pingping today, he felt that Huo Nianci seemed to be a good girl.

Although she has a bit of a yandere personality, it's not unacceptable.

At this moment, Huo Nianci stood up from the sofa, walked to the TV cabinet, picked up the remote control, and waved it at him: "Watch TV, stay with me for a while."

Lin An walked to the sofa and sat down.

Huo Nianci shoved the remote control into his hand, but instead of sitting down, she stood in front of him, looking down at him.

"You stay here and watch TV, I'm going to take care of something."

"What is it?"

"Don't worry about it," Huo Nianci said. "You just stay here and watch. Don't run around or follow me into the bedroom."

"Come in when I call you."

Lin An frowned: "What exactly happened?"

"Don't ask any more questions!" Huo Nianci said, touching Lin An's forehead. "Listen to me."

Lin An took her hand away and nodded.

Huo Nianci turned and walked towards the bedroom with satisfaction.

She took a few steps, then turned back and reminded him a second time, "Remember, you can only come in if I let you in."

"Understood," Lin An said.

Huo Nianci then turned and went into the bedroom, the door closing with a "click".

Lin An sat on the living room sofa, holding the remote control in his hand, his eyes fixed on the TV screen on the opposite wall.

The TV was off, the screen was dark, reflecting only his own blurry shadow.

"What is she up to..." Lin An muttered, pressing the power button on the remote control.

The TV screen lit up, showing a domestic drama from an unknown era, with the male and female leads embracing each other in the rain and crying their hearts out.

Lin An watched for a minute and then changed the channel to a documentary channel, which was showing penguins waddling across the Antarctic ice.

The penguins looked quite cute, but Lin An's attention was completely elsewhere.

His ears were perked up, listening for any sounds coming from the bedroom.

But the soundproofing in the Huo family's house was too good; he couldn't hear anything.

Did she change her clothes again, just like yesterday's tight leather skirt and black stockings?

It's quite possible that Lin An was staring at the TV screen, but his gaze was unfocused.

The penguin had already reached the edge of the ice and jumped into the water with a splash, but he didn't see it clearly.

About ten minutes later, Huo Nianci's voice came from the bedroom door.

"An'an, come in."

Lin An turned off the TV, stood up, and walked to the bedroom door.

The door was ajar, and he raised his hand to knock: "I'm coming in."

"Come in."

Lin An pushed open the door, walked in, and then froze on the spot.

Huo Nianci stood by the window in the bedroom, with the huge floor-to-ceiling window behind her, overlooking the darkening night sky and the lights of countless homes in Xia City.

But at this moment, Lin An couldn't see the scenery outside the window at all, because Huo Nianci had drawn all his attention away.

She was dressed as a maid.

Predominantly black with white lace trim.

The top was a tight-fitting short bra with a very low neckline, almost revealing half of her chest.

There was no fabric on the back at all; the entire back, from the shoulders to the waistline, was bare.

Only a few thin black ribbons were crossed and tied in a bow on her back.