Hunt her

Otherwise, in terms of both appearance and personality, Shen Yi should be among the best.

He couldn't think of any reasonable reason why Yan Xu would refuse him, except that Shen Yi's current persona wasn't rich enough.

If that's the case, she might regret it later.

Yan Xu got up and walked to the bar, staring at the silver hairpin broken in two on the counter, and said calmly, "Because what is meant to break will break sooner or later, it's not something I can choose."

Xiao Yuanyang discovered that Yan Xu was like an emotionless stone; she seemed unable to sense Shen Yi's affection for her.

Anyone who could sense it wouldn't say such a thing.

......

7 PM.

After learning that the Torch Festival would continue all night, Yan Xu decided to leave work early and go home before the guests returned to Zhenyunxuan. The arduous task of keeping watch at night then fell to Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng: "Don't worry, boss. There are fewer people at the guesthouse today because of the holiday. Everything will be fine."

Yan Xu nodded: "Mm."

Having finished explaining everything that needed to be explained, Yan Xu left Zhenyun Pavilion.

Yan Xu didn't go straight back to his rented room, but instead took a detour to the vegetable market.

Because she arrived too late, many vegetable stalls had already closed, with only a few still selling vegetables. Yan Xu bought a lot of vegetables, filling two large bags.

The vegetable stall owner, seeing how thin she was, kindly asked, "Can you carry this? Would you like your family to help you?"

Yan Xu shook his head: "I can do it myself."

Besides, this meal was made for him, so why should I let him help?

After buying groceries, Yan Xu went to the pork stall and bought pork belly and ribs: "Boss, could you also get me a pork knuckle?"

The butcher was surprised to see her buying so much, including two large bags. He exclaimed, "You look so frail, but you're quite strong! Here's another serving of pig's heart for you."

"No need... thank you!" Yan Xu quickly refused, afraid that the boss would put the pig's heart in a bag, "We can't finish it at home anyway."

The owner was straightforward and insisted on giving it to her: "It's with the pork belly, take it home and eat it, don't be shy."

"..."

She really doesn't want it.

Yan Xu opened and closed his lips, but couldn't free his hands to take out the pig's heart. Left with no other choice, he had to give the shopkeeper an extra twenty yuan when paying.

Upon hearing the payment machine announce the transaction, the shop owner sighed helplessly, "You're quite stubborn, young lady, but I like that you have principles. Come back more often, and I'll give you a discount."

Yan Xu thanked him again and quickly left the market.

The items looked packed full, but they weren't actually heavy; they were within her comfort level.

But when she got home and put all the bags on the dining table, she realized that it wasn't because she was strong, but because her hands were numb. She only felt alive again after putting the things down.

There's no one in the living room; they must be in the bedroom.

She walked to the door of the second bedroom, stopped, knocked twice, and called out, "Shen Yi?"

She could faintly hear the sound of running water in the bedroom. Shen Yi replied, "I'm taking a shower, wait a bit."

She actually wanted to tell him that she would cook dinner tonight and he didn't need to order takeout. Since she was taking a shower, she didn't say anything, since he would see her when he came out.

Yan Xu moved all the ingredients into the kitchen, tied on her apron, and prepared to cook.

Back then, she honed her culinary skills at the Yan residence.

Yan Yan and Bai Youyou wouldn't let the nanny cook her portion, and Yan Shan didn't care about household affairs, forcing her to learn to cook for herself.

At first, she would always cut her hand while chopping vegetables, especially potatoes. Later, she could tell whether the vegetables were raw or cooked. After a while, she could cook all kinds of home-style dishes.

I never expected that this culinary skill would be used on Shen Yi.

Smoke and fire quickly rose from the kitchen.

The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen door into the living room.

After taking a shower, Shen Yi simply wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the door to the second bedroom. He held a towel in his hand and dried his hair. His well-defined facial features were even more charming under his wet hair.

He smelled the aroma of food and walked incredulously to the kitchen door.

He hesitated for a moment, gripped the doorknob, and finally calmed himself down and slowly pushed the door open.

In front of the stove, Yan Xu was cooking with great care. The kitchen was quite hot, causing a layer of sweat to appear on her forehead and her fair cheeks to turn pink from the heat.

Yan Xu knew he was at the door, but she didn't look at him, focusing on cooking.

Shen Yi couldn't believe what he was seeing and wondered if he was still dreaming.

He pinched his arm.

"hiss!"

It will hurt.

it is true.

Shen Yi grabbed a tissue and went over to wipe away her sweat, and Yan Xu slightly stepped back.

However, it wasn't to avoid him; rather, his arm was blocking her view, preventing her from seeing what was happening in the pot. But in his eyes, her movement was simply a matter of not liking to be around him, simply a matter of not liking him.

Shen Yi reluctantly withdrew his hand, folded the tissue in his hand, and said listlessly, "Why did you suddenly decide to cook today?"

Yan Xu said calmly, "Because you cooked me a meal last time."

He got it.

So she did it to repay him with a meal.

Yan Xu was settling accounts between them bit by bit; she didn't want to have anything to do with him, not even a meal.

Shen Yi sneered. How could he possibly deserve to have Yan Xu, who suffered from anorexia, cook for him?

It was unclear whether the cold laugh was mocking his own expectation that Yan Xu also had feelings for him, or mocking himself for abandoning his life as a young master to come to Yunzhao County to put on a show.

But one thing he was certain of: "Yan Xu, you're quite ruthless."

Yan Xu paused, a hint of melancholy in her eyes. She admitted, "Yes, I know, that's why I've been advising you not to get too close to me."

Afterwards, she continued cooking as if nothing had happened.

Yan Xu's thorns remained, and his thick protective shell hadn't diminished by even a millimeter.

He thought he could at least change her in some way, but he found that he couldn't.