Early the next morning, Song Yao was sleeping soundly in her warm quilt when she was suddenly awakened by a clattering sound.
Miss Song, who was prone to morning irritability, couldn't stand this. Immediately, she stomped into the living room in her slippers in a huff. To her surprise, the sound was coming from their kitchen, which had never been used before. At this moment, an indescribable smell was floating in the air.
On the other side, Taotie was sitting on the sofa looking ashen, with tissues stuffed in both nostrils.
Song Yao suddenly had a bad feeling. She tentatively asked Taotie, "Where's your master?"
Taotie numbly pointed in the direction of the kitchen. Song Yao gasped.
Without thinking further, Miss Song rushed into the kitchen in three big steps, afraid that if she was a second late, the worry - free kid would blow up the kitchen and they'd all die.
"Hey?" Zhao Zhao was holding a pot of bubbling green goo. When she turned around and saw Song Yao standing at the door, she was a bit surprised. "Cousin, you got up so early today?"
Song Yao's gaze fell on the stuff in the pot. Her expression went blank for a moment.
Zhao Zhao noticed her gaze and boldly turned the pot towards Song Yao. Looking at her expectantly, she asked, "Cousin, this is the breakfast I made. Do you want some?"
No, I don't. Song Yao looked at the stuff that resembled a biochemical weapon and strategically took two steps back.
"Really not even a little bit? Just a tiny taste?" Zhao Zhao looked disappointed, and her eyes lost their former sparkle.
Song Yao tried hard to stay calm and tentatively asked, "Haven't I been good to you recently?" So you got up early in the morning to make this stuff and act cute, trying to get me to eat it...
Had she been good to her? Of course she had. Why did her cousin say that... Wait, Zhao Zhao suddenly realized the hidden meaning in Song Yao's words. How unfair! How could her cousin think of her like that!
Zhao Zhao was unhappy. She pouted and banged the pot on the counter, muttering in a muffled voice, "If you don't want to eat, just say so. Why humiliate me like this?"
Good grief, she really had made progress after taking two classes. She even knew what humiliation was.
But to be honest, looking at that stuff, Song Yao really didn't think she was humiliating Zhao Zhao. She was just reasonably suspecting based on the truth of the situation.
However, understanding it herself was one thing, and Zhao Zhao feeling sad after hearing it was another.
Reluctantly, Song Yao had to change the subject. "Why did you suddenly decide to cook?"
Zhao Zhao certainly couldn't say that she saw on the Internet that one way to make a man dependent on you was to capture his stomach first.
She stirred the stuff in the pot and said, "It's nothing. I just wanted to learn."
She didn't want to tell the truth, but Miss Song had grown up in a big family like the Song family. Having faced so many social situations since childhood, it was easy for her to guess Zhao Zhao's little thoughts.
She asked, "Is it for Su Yuan?"
Zhao Zhao stubbornly denied it. "No."
Song Yao thought to herself that it'd better be for him. If you gave this stuff to him, they'd break up in a few days without her having to interfere.
The more Miss Song thought about it, the more she felt it was a good idea. To further stir things up, she endured the nausea and walked up to Zhao Zhao's pot and asked, "What is this you've made?"
"Mung bean porridge."
"You've done a great job. It's so green. It really lives up to the name of mung bean porridge." Song Yao was really patient in her attempt to get Su Yuan and Zhao Zhao to break up. She could even compliment this biochemical weapon against her will.
Zhao Zhao stopped stirring at these words of praise. She turned to Song Yao half - believingly and asked, "Really?"
Song Yao remained calm. "Really."
"But your expression just now didn't seem like it..." Zhao Zhao wasn't that easy to fool. She still suspected whether this praise was sincere.
Song Yao was as sincere as could be. After all, her wish for Su Yuan and Zhao Zhao to break up was truer than real gold, so she pretended to be extremely sincere.
"Of course I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, ask Taotie."
Hearing her words, Zhao Zhao really carried the pot out to find Taotie.
Taotie, well - aware that you can't avoid something forever, sat on the sofa without even blinking an eye. It was about to start ranting about that unknown stuff.
It really couldn't understand. It had tasted its stupid master's cooking before, and it wasn't this bad! What on earth was going on? Who had stolen the little bit of cooking skills its master had?
Taotie was really about to throw a tantrum.
However, life is full of surprises. Before it could say its complaining words and let its master realize how poisonous this stuff was, it lied against its will.
There was only one reason. Its master's protective elder sister was standing behind, holding up five fingers while pointing at the KFC family bucket on her phone.
What could Taotie do? Taotie was just a glutton who loved to eat.
After getting the affirmation from both her cousin and Taotie, Zhao Zhao had unprecedented confidence in her "mung bean porridge". Especially since they had praised it to the skies, she even felt a little embarrassed.
Song Yao and Taotie: "..." You really don't need to be embarrassed. After all, they'd never seen anyone with such "talent" to make mung bean porridge like that.
Zhao Zhao filled the mung bean porridge into a thermos with full confidence and was about to go to work.
Looking at Zhao Zhao's cheerful back, Song Yao felt a bit guilty for no reason. After thinking for a while, she called out to Zhao Zhao who was about to go out.
"What's up, cousin? Do you regret it and want to taste the delicious mung bean porridge?" Zhao Zhao asked innocently, throwing out a cruel choice.
"No, I don't. It's better to leave it all for Su Yuan. After all, it's your heartfelt gift." Song Yao lied through her teeth. Finally, she added her reluctant advice, "If Su Yuan drinks it, cousin still suggests that you call 120 within half an hour."
"Why?"
"No reason. It's just a little suggestion."
"Okay." Zhao Zhao nodded in confusion and then carried her thermos downstairs.
In the apartment, Taotie clumsily turned on the ventilation system in the room.
Zhao Zhao happily bounced into the Demon Management Bureau. She greeted every colleague she met with a good mood, and the colleagues responded politely and warmly.
The lop - eared rabbit looked at the radiant Zhao Zhao and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "You seem so happy today. Have you made up with the boss?"
"No." Zhao Zhao shook her head gently and then added, "But I'm about to seduce him."
The lop - eared rabbit looked approving and gave Zhao Zhao a thumbs - up.
However, while feeling gratified, she seemed to smell a strange odor.
"Do you smell something?" She poked Zhao Zhao's arm and asked.
Zhao Zhao thought it must be the delicious smell of her mung bean porridge. But to create a sense of surprise, she deliberately shook her head and said, "No. Maybe you smelled wrong."