Rebirth! The Assassin's Revenge-Chapter 291: Unable to Work

"Hmph." Gu Ningyue turned her head aside to hide the blush that once again appeared on her face, "That would be best!"

What’s going on these days? Why does she blush so easily?

It must be this hot weather, or maybe it’s Ling Tianyou being too much of a rogue.

Why does he always have to be so close to her? It’s making her a bit at a loss.

Seeing Gu Ningyue’s charmingly playful look, Ling Tianyou resisted the urge to kiss her with difficulty.

This woman has only been away from him for a month, how has she become more and more alluring?

Could it be the legendary saying that absence makes the heart grow fonder?

"Alright, have some snacks first, and I’ll go steam the rice and wash the vegetables."

Ling Tianyou gently patted her head and turned to walk into the kitchen.

Gu Ningyue was a bit curious, could Ling Tianyou really know how to do these things?

Judging by how he rejected her earlier, he’s probably just a cup noodle eater?

Thinking of this, Gu Ningyue carried a cake and followed him into the kitchen.

She saw Ling Tianyou skillfully tie an apron around himself, then wash his hands and the vegetables, and place the frozen meat brought by the assistant into a basin to thaw.

After all the preparations, he went to rinse the rice and steam it.

Gu Ningyue took a piece of cake from the box, placed the box aside, and couldn’t help but watch Ling Tianyou’s back, saying, "Your knife skills are pretty good; if you were a bit better, you’d be on par with me."

Ling Tianyou didn’t answer; he pressed the rice cooker button and then went to wash the tomatoes: "I used to do these things all the time at home when I was young, over time I got the hang of it."

"I only did the prep work, so my cooking isn’t that great."

Gu Ningyue nodded and said to Ling Tianyou, "Do you want me to teach you how to cook?"

Ling Tianyou smiled, turning back to Gu Ningyue who was holding a piece of cake, "No need, it’s enough to have one person at home who can cook. But once you’re done, I can handle the dishes."

Gu Ningyue chuckled softly, "Alright, let’s leave it to Aunt Zhang and the others in the future! I actually don’t like cooking either."

Ling Tianyou didn’t mind her words, and simply placed the washed tomatoes on the chopping board, slicing them into evenly-sized strips: "That’s fine, as long as it’s not something inedible, I’m good. But... I might like what you make better."

Gu Ningyue teased, "Don’t get your hopes up; what if I make some inedible dish?"

Ling Tianyou paused his tomato slicing, turning to Gu Ningyue, "It doesn’t matter, as long as it’s made by you, I’d still enjoy it."

Gu Ningyue almost choked on her cake, bewildered by Ling Tianyou’s sudden cheesy comment.

"Cough, cough, you keep busy, I’ll go rest for a while."

Gu Ningyue left the kitchen with her cake, and two seconds later quickly returned to take the cake box with her.

The cake was nice; she could have another piece!

Back in her bedroom, Gu Ningyue cautiously closed the door while Ling Tianyou was away. She checked her drawer again, confirming that Nan Shaoyue had indeed taken the package away. For some reason, what was initially not a big deal now left her feeling uneasy whenever she thought about it.

Could Nan Shaoyue have also come into contact with the stuff, and in a fit of some kind, took the package while she wasn’t around?

That possibility wasn’t unthinkable, though quite unlikely.

After all, the kind of business Nan Shaoyue dealt in previously included a number of gray areas.

Leading figures in this line of work usually don’t get involved with such things.

Take Long Zhihai, who managed a casino for others for years. Although he gambled and had a family background in gambling, he never touched those things again after that one time with her at the club.

So what exactly was Nan Shaoyue up to?

Gu Ningyue sat on the bed eating her cake, layers of doubt clouding her eyes, casting a shadow of heaviness over her.

It wasn’t until the door handle turned and Ling Tianyou called her for cooking, that she snapped back to the present.

"You can watch some TV!" Gu Ningyue said to Ling Tianyou, "I think it’ll take half an hour."

Ling Tianyou nodded, "With just the two of us, anything simple will do."

Gu Ningyue acknowledged and left the bedroom.

Half an hour later, Gu Ningyue came to call Ling Tianyou for dinner.

On the table were three dishes and a soup, along with a plate of tomatoes mixed by Ling Tianyou and perfectly cooked rice.

"You cut a little too much, and the meat too, so I made three dishes. I’m not sure if you’ll like them." Gu Ningyue pulled out her chair and added: "But even if you don’t, too bad, eat them or not, there’s nothing else!"

Ling Tianyou looked at Gu Ningyue’s slightly pale face, his eyes filled with a hint of heartache, "I like whatever you make."

He originally thought one dish for two would be enough. He didn’t expect this outcome, which filled him with waves of guilt.

"Let’s eat!" Gu Ningyue scooped rice for Ling Tianyou, then served herself a bowl, "Try the sweet and sour pork, does it taste a bit too sweet? I haven’t made it in a while and didn’t get the sugar right."

Ling Tianyou took a piece, "It’s delicious, just the right amount of sweetness."

Gu Ningyue also took a piece to taste, confirming Ling Tianyou wasn’t lying to her, she nodded, "That’s good."

After the two had eaten their fill, Ling Tianyou looked at Gu Ningyue, "If this is the first time you’ve cooked for me and you call it inedible, I could eat it forever."

His praise was sincere, though he knew a bit about Gu Ningyue’s skills from bringing her to the Ling Family the first time, she only assisted.

Moreover, it wasn’t specifically made for him then.

So today, seeing the feast on the table left Ling Tianyou pleasantly surprised.

But more than surprise, he felt a sense of heartache.

"You wish." Gu Ningyue took a sip of plain water, "What Aunt Zhang and they make is good enough, let them handle it! I’m quite lazy."

Ling Tianyou chuckled, "Alright, whatever you say. Whenever you feel like cooking, you cook. I won’t push you."

As he spoke, he pushed his chair back, stood up, and carried the leftover food to the kitchen.

After resting a while, Gu Ningyue followed him into the kitchen.

Seeing her, Ling Tianyou smiled, "You go rest! How could Miss Gu handle the pots and pans?"

Gu Ningyue paused, "Really don’t need my help?"

She knew Ling Tianyou was joking, but watching him busy in the kitchen with the cleaning and clearing up, she still felt like she was dreaming.

Master Ling, who can shake City A with a stomp, was here in her kitchen, serving her hand and foot. If this got out, no one would believe it.

Gu Ningyue watched for a moment before turning back to the bedroom once she understood.

She was an injured person; indeed, she couldn’t work.