His sharp blade pressed against the handkerchief in He Ka Liannuo's hand, gently pushing it aside. "Don't try to sow discord between us with such crude tactics."
He who walks upright and sits squarely has nothing to fear from Meng Jingwei's misunderstanding.
Qing Mu Ye believed in the feelings between himself and Meng Jingwei.
Standing at the doorway, Meng Jingwei heard Qing Mu Ye's words and the tiny thread of worry in her heart instantly dissolved, leaving her relieved.
Only now did she realize she had been overly anxious.
She walked in, closing the door behind her with a smile. "Young Master Liannuo, are you perhaps looking for a change of appetite?"
He Ka Liannuo felt both annoyed and amused by the couple's repeated jabs.
She tossed the handkerchief into the trash bin and raised her slender, curved eyebrows. "Ah, how boring. Neither of you cooperates with this young master. Can't you even pretend to be angry to make me happy?"
Her casual remark easily diffused the awkwardness.
Meng Jingwei found herself quite fond of her straightforward and unreserved nature.
Such freedom and ease were not things everyone could achieve.
Meng Jingwei exchanged a look with Qing Mu Ye, a shared smile passing between them. He continued to focus on the fish in his hands, while Meng Jingwei slowly lowered her head, a warmth blooming in her heart, filling her with sweetness.
"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you. From now on, he is my master, and he will personally teach me how to cook. You mustn't be jealous then."
As she spoke, He Ka Liannuo deliberately leaned closer to Qing Mu Ye and raised an eyebrow at Meng Jingwei.
This blatant seduction and provocation left Meng Jingwei feeling helpless.
"Embarrassment and jealousy are only separated by one character. Young Master Liannuo had best be prepared," Meng Jingwei said, crossing her arms and turning to leave with a smile.
"Hey... you're just leaving?"
"Why else would I stay?"
"Aren't you afraid I'll do something to him?"
"Feel free to do whatever you want. As long as you're confident, I'll support you in spirit." Meng Jingwei turned back, her delicate, fair face beaming with confidence.
Her trust in Qing Mu Ye was evident.
She then strolled leisurely out of the kitchen, humming a cheerful tune, and closed the door.
The smile on He Ka Liannuo's face vanished instantly, deflating like a leaky balloon.
After a while, she turned to glare at Qing Mu Ye and let out an arrogant snort. "This young master has plenty of time, why should I be afraid of not winning you over? You underestimate me."
The man turned on the faucet to clean the crucian carp and said calmly, "Excessive confidence is arrogance."
"This young master has been arrogant for so many years; it won't hurt for one more."
With that, she picked up a vegetable and asked, "How do I prepare this? I don't know how."
"Pinch off the head and tail. See if there are any worms and pick them out if there are."
"Oh. That's simple."
He Ka Liannuo nodded and began to meticulously trim the vegetables.
Meanwhile, in the living room.
Meng Jingwei returned, and He Ka Lingchuan asked her, "What is my eldest sister doing? Why hasn't she come out yet?"
"Young Master Liannuo is extremely eager to learn. She has just taken 'Iron Pillar' as her master and is learning to cook from him." As she spoke, she sat down on the sofa, picked up a cup of fragrant tea from the table, and felt the gentle aroma of the tea fill her senses, refreshing her mind.
"You're saying Liannuo asked Tie Zhuzi to be her master?"
He Ka Lingchuan shot up from his seat. "Isn't that ridiculous? She's the young master of the Hidden Lord. If this gets out, won't it tarnish the reputation of our royal family?"
In fact, He Ka Lingchuan had been displeased with 'Tie Zhuzi' for a long time and had been looking for an opportunity to teach him a lesson.
But now that he had become He Ka Liannuo's master, where would he find such an opportunity?
He Ka Lingchuan had been severely beaten by Qing Mu Ye yesterday, and the bruises on his face were still visible.