Bei Sangyun was hugging the pillar, "I won’t go."
Fei Chuan put more force as he pulled her, "Get out. This is my place."
"No."
"Get out."
"The great Bei Sangyun is volunteering herself to cook for you. Don’t you feel honored?"
"I don’t feel honored at all. You are bothering my rest. Leave."
Bei Sangyun hugged the pillar tighter, "Why won’t you let me help you? You saved me. Can’t you just let me at least repay you by being your left hand for two days?"
"No." Fei Chuan was stubborn.
Bei Sangyun glared at him. "Why did you even save me if you are just going to avoid me again?"
Fei Chuan glared back at her as well, "Who said I am avoiding you? Is it normal for you to just barge into a man’s house alone and tell him you are going to cook for him? This kind of recklessness is what got you into that situation in the first place."
Bei Sangyun looked at him flabbergasted. This man went back to that topic again!
"I told you it won’t happen again! Besides, I don’t usually go to a man’s room or volunteer to cook for them. You are my savior. This is the least I can do for you."
Bei Sangyun thought she gave a reasonable answer, but Fei Chuan’s frown deepened even more. He glared at Bei Sangyun, "So if someone other than me, like Zhong Chang, helped you at that time, would you go to his place and volunteer to be his left hand? Are you crazy?" The tone of Fei Chuan’s voice raised higher.
Bei Sangyun was dumbfounded. Why was Zhong Chang pulled into this?
"Of course not! I will only do this for you!" Bei Sangyun shouted.
Her voice resounded in the room.
Fei Chuan was taken aback.
Bei Sangyun also realized that what she had said was a bit suggestive, so she quickly followed up, "What I meant to say is, if it were Zhong Chang, I would be grateful to him and might reward him in some ways. But unlike you, who only has yourself in this room, Zhong Chang has his family and his housekeeper to help him. My room is just in front of yours, and since I got you into this trouble, I can’t keep a blind eye when I know I can do something to help you."
Bei Sangyun explained at length. The more she spoke, the more it sounded like an excuse to her, which made her flustered.
What’s wrong with her? Why she was giving lame excuses? Bei Sangyun could not help but reflect on herself.
Fortunately, her ’reasonable’ excuse worked on Fei Chuan. The surprise in Fei Chuan’s eyes returned to normal. He felt relieved, but there was also a bit of disappointment he could not quite figure out.
"I see." Fei Chuan finally let go of her collar. "So you feel guilty. I did not expect a cold person like you to feel guilty as well."
Bei Sangyun: "...." A cold person? What kind of person does he think she is?
"Fine. You can cook whatever rice you want. But afterward, you have to leave."
Bei Sangyun fixed her collar. She smiled, "Alright."
As if. She was going to eat here.
...
Fei Chuan glanced at the table filled with food and at the two plates with each utensil placed on top of it.
So, this was what she was after from the start.
Fei Chuan gave Bei Sangyun a piercing glare.
Bei Sangyun had already taken a seat. "Let’s eat. I am dying to taste Grandma Pei’s marinated beef."
Fei Chuan sighed defeatedly and sat down. The woman had already started putting food on her plate; how could he tell her to leave?
Fine. He would send her away after this dinner.
Bei Sangyun excitedly tasted Grandma Pei’s specialties. But, as she expected, she wasn’t able to taste anything. She peeked at Fei Chuan.
The youth had already started eating. He was eating vigorously.
Bei Sangyun smiled. Although she wasn’t able to taste anything, she felt that the food in her mouth was delicious.
When Fei Chuan put down his chopsticks to drink some water, Bei Sangyun swiftly snatched them and replaced them with hers.
Fei Chuan saw her quick action and was once again left speechless by this strange behavior of hers.
He watched as Bei Sangyun used his own chopsticks to eat her food. She savored every bite enthusiastically while exclaiming how delicious it was.
Fei Chuan sighed and just accepted the pair of chopsticks that she switched. If they ate together a few more times, would he get used to this hobby of hers?
He shook his head. No way. It’s not like Bei Sangyun would continue to stick to him forever.
The two had gone through a lot today. But no one mentioned the incident anymore and ate peacefully. They ate to their heart’s content.
While the two were enjoying their dinner, the doorbell suddenly rang. The two paused and looked at each other.
Fei Chuan wasn’t expecting any visitor or delivery, so he asked Bei Sangyun.
"Did you order something?"
"I didn’t."
Fei Chuan stood up and walked towards the door while Bei Sangyun peeked from the dining room.
Fei Chuan looked at the intercom and saw a familiar face. He was taken aback.
Was it time already?
The person outside patiently waited for the door to open.
Fei Chuan glanced at Bei Sangyun, who was also looking his way. She mouthed at him, ’Who’?
Fei Chuan did not answer and opened the door with a small gap.
Butler Zhao, the head butler of the Fei family, bowed respectfully upon meeting him. "Young Master, I hope you have been well. I apologize for coming late this time without notice."
Butler Zhao was a man in his sixties. He worked directly under the headmaster of the Fei family, Patriarch Fei Yangguang, Fei Chuan’s grandfather. Seeing him only meant one thing: Fei Chuan’s grandfather was summoning him back. His game of runaway rebellious child had ended.
"...It’s alright. I’m afraid I can’t invite you in right now. Is there any message from grandfather?"
Butler Zhao did not insist on coming in. He glanced at the floor of Fei Chuan’s room and nodded, "Yes. I was sent here by the Patriarch. He is asking you to go home. As for the matters at home, they have been handled."
’Handled...’
Fei Chuan lowered his eyes. There was no way it had been handled well. Grandfather must have only oppressed them to stop talking about it. But once he returned, everyone, including his father, would appeal to his grandfather to punish him. Even though he was the victim.