Chapter 81: Chapter 81: He ca to her room
Mu Chengjin used to be bright and cheerful, but after the accident, he went through a period of decadence and depression.
After he had adjusted, he beca less talkative, always carrying a faint lancholy in his eyes.
He seldom took the initiative to talk to any woman, let alone smile at soone.
But now, when he faced Ming Yao, his elegant face was adorned with a sincere and warm smile, as if showing the sunny and warm side of him from the past.
Ming Yao nodded, “Sure.”
“Fujin, I had no idea you not only had cooking skills but also dical knowledge. If it weren’t for you, I might have t Yama already.”
Ming Yao brought out the prepared delicacies and placed them on the coffee table, “Young Master Mu, no need to be polite, I just happen to have a little understanding of your illness. With any other disease, I might not have been able to cure it, it was just good luck.”
“You are being too modest.”
Yanxi smacked his lips, “Fourth Brother, no wonder you wouldn’t lend your Little Maid, turns out she is a treasure!”
Gu Siting glanced at Ming Yao, and when she t his gaze, she imdiately lowered her head, looking very afraid of him.
Gu Siting frowned slightly.
She faced Father Mu’s fierce accusations and slaps without fear.
Yet, as soon as she faced him, she seed so scared.
Was he that frightening?
As Gu Siting was lost in thought, he heard Mu Chengjin say, “Fujin, what is this? It tastes really good.”
“Fish cakes.”
Chengjin’s handso face deepened with a smile, “It really tastes good.”
“If you like it, I’ll make it for you next ti.”
“All right, and stop calling Young Master Mu. I’m older than you, why don’t you call Brother Chengjin?”
No sooner had Mu Chengjin finished speaking than a snap sound rang out.
Gu Siting threw the lighter he was playing with onto the table, rose from the sofa, and looked at Ming Yao with a cold expression, “Weren’t you injured in the arm? Don’t do anything today, go rest!”
“Fujin, you injured your arm?” Mu Chengjin asked with concern.
Seeing Gu Siting’s face getting darker, as if speaking any further with Mu Chengjin would anger him, Ming Yao quickly coughed, “Young Master Mu, it’s just a minor injury, it’s not a big deal.”
Ming Yao didn’t stay long in the villa and returned to the servant room.
Her arm wound had already been dressed, and since Gu Siting had given her a break, she lay in bed looking at her cell phone.
A new email notification popped up.
Upon opening it, Ming Yao’s mouth twitched.
It was a notification for the Li University Fashion Design Contest.
She rembered she hadn’t signed up, had she?
She usually didn’t pay much attention to such small competitions.
However, since the school had sent her a notification, it must be related to Jiang Biyun and Ming Wan mother and daughter.
Since they wanted to see her make a fool of herself, she would have to perform well.
But, with the competition a month away, she didn’t know if she could get leave from Tyrant Gu?!
Ming Yao exited the email, buried her face in Gu Siting’s coat, and prepared to sleep for a bit when a knock on the door sounded.
Ming Yao quickly hid the man’s clothing and opened the door.
The tall and strapping man stood at the door, his face cold as he looked at her.
Ming Yao’s scalp tingled slightly, “Fourth Master… do you need for sothing?”
Gu Siting walked past Ming Yao, entering the servant room.
As he made himself at ho, Ming Yao was sowhat speechless.
Although this was his territory, this was her room after all. Wasn’t it sowhat inappropriate for him to walk in so boldly?
He sat in the chair, the first two buttons of his black shirt undone revealing his sexy and exquisite collarbones, legs casually bent, and looked both lazy and noble, his presence alluring in an indescribable way.
“Gu Fuzhen, since you have dical knowledge and cooking skills, why stoop to being a maid here?”
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