Chapter 21: Chapter 21: He Ate Little Snowball’s Food
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ming Yao didn’t take Father Ming, Mother Ming, Ming Wan, and Xiao Yixuan to heart.
In her eyes, they were no different from clowns performing tricks.
What mattered most to Ming Yao now was her own insomnia.
She had always been confident in her dical skills, but ironically, she couldn’t cure her own insomnia.
Now she had to rely on the scent of a man to fall asleep peacefully, which was simply absurd!
She needed to conduct thorough research on how to replicate the scent of Tyrant Gu.
If she figured it out, she wouldn’t have to interact with him ever again!
It was almost ten o’clock at night when Gu Siting returned to Imperial Garden.
After a shower, he went to the study.
Ming Yao went to the bathroom to fetch his clothes.
Slling the black shirt he had taken off, she held it to her nose.
Chanel COCO perfu, a fresh oriental-floral scent.
The damn man went to see a woman tonight?
Shit, and he had the nerve to accuse Ming Yao of cheating; where the hell did he get off?
The scent of wood mixed with a woman’s perfu was not appealing to Ming Yao.
Forget it, the shirt he changed out of tonight would just have to be washed.
Luckily, she didn’t wash the shirt she took the night before; it still had the scent of spruce on it.
Extracting the man’s clothes from the hamper, Ming Yao’s eyelid twitched when she saw the underwear he had changed out of.
Tch.
What a downer. The guy actually wears briefs.
…
For the next three days, Ming Yao did not see Tyrant Gu in Imperial Garden.
Steward Zhong said he was away on a business trip.
Fortunately, the day before he left, he changed his coat, which temporarily spared Ming Yao the agony of insomnia.
Today, Steward Zhong and Aunt Zhong had to go back to their hotown for a tomb-sweeping trip, leaving only Ming Yao and Little Snowball in Imperial Garden.
Ming Yao and Little Snowball had developed a bond, and now Little Snowball spent most of its ti not in Tyrant Gu’s bedroom, but in her servant room.
The presence of Little Snowball also eased Ming Yao’s loneliness.
She decided to make a delicious al to reward it.
Chicken breasts, eggs, cornal, leafy greens, carrots, plus a bit of specialty cat food.
She arranged it on the plate in the shape of a heart.
After preparing it, she placed it on the table and went to call atball.
Not long after Ming Yao left, the villa’s door opened.
Back was the tall and aloof man.
Gu Siting had been on a business trip for the past few days, eating irregularly and his stomach was sowhat aching.
Walking into the dining room, he slled a delicious aroma.
A white plate bore a heart-shaped dish made of chicken, eggs, carrots, and more, vibrant in color and fragrant, teasing the stomach.
Gu Siting put his coat and briefcase on the sofa, washed his hands, and sat at the dining table.
He took a spoonful and tasted it.
Chewing thodically.
Not bad at all.
He helped himself to another bite.
Ming Yao, holding Little Snowball, entered the dining room and stopped short at the sight of the man at the table.
The man was dressed in a crisp, white shirt and a tailored business vest, with broad shoulders and a lean waist.
He bowed his head gracefully as he ate.
Watching the defined contours of his side profile, Ming Yao felt a twinge of guilt flash in her eyes.
If she reminded him that he was eating cat food now, would he fire her on the spot?
Seeing his delicious al being eaten by the male owner, Little Snowball sprang out of Ming Yao’s arms and onto the table.
It protested with three ‘ows’ at the man who dared to steal its food.
Gu Siting looked up at Little Snowball, which dared not raise a paw in anger, and furrowed his brows. “What are you owing for? Haven’t they been feeding you these past few days?”
“ow, ow, ow~”
Seeing Little Snowball upset, Gu Siting turned his head to look at Ming Yao.
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