The return of the Eldest Miss Badas

72

"Miss Yu, are you hungry? Eat fruit to fill your stomach first. I'll go make lunch for you and Second Young Master now. We grow these fruits ourselves. It tastes better than it was bought outside."

Yan Jinyu sat on the sofa and watched television while Yin Jiujin went to the study room upstairs. Lin Zimu and Cheng Lin followed him. Yin Jiujin might have something to tell them.

Aunt Cheng brought him some fruit at that time.

A cartoon is being played on television.

Of course, Yan Jinyu did not adjust the remote control by herself. As she entered the room, Yin Jiujin told her to sit down and Aunt Cheng turned on the television for her.

For some reason, Aunt Cheng tuned it into a channel that played cartoons.

Yan Jinyu was very curious about the Yin Jiujin residence and looked around. His attention was not on television at all. Only when he saw Aunt Cheng walking over with fruits did he retract his gaze and glance at the television opposite him.

It gave Aunt Cheng the impression that she was watching television.

As he held the fruit, he sighed inwardly. Miss Yu is still a child. He was so happy watching cartoons.

He suffered so much at such a young age. If Madam Yan and Old Madam were still around, their hearts would be very sore.

"Thank you, Aunt Cheng. No need to rush to lunch. It's still morning. I'm not hungry yet." That is the truth. It's not even noon yet.

Ever since he stepped into the small courtyard of the villa, Yan Jinyu realized that other than Yin Jiujin and Lin Zimu and Cheng Lin, who followed him, there was only Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng. There are no other servants. Therefore, regardless of whether it was pruning flowers in the yard or washing vegetables and cooking, it was just the two of them.

Yan Jinyu could understand that Yin Jiujin definitely did not like others to enter her private territory.

"You are at an age where you are still growing up. You will get hungry quickly. You don't have to stand at the ceremony with Aunt Cheng. Just tell me if you're hungry."

After saying that, she smiled sweetly. "Alright, eat your fruit first. Aunt Cheng will cook."

Yan Jinyu's eyes flickered when she saw his smile. Her hands, which were on her knees, clenched her skirt tightly. However, this change only lasted for a few seconds before he gave Aunt Cheng a wide smile. "Aunt Cheng, do you have any yogurt here?"

He was always the one who decided. Since he no longer had any hope for his parents, he would not retract his words. However, he could not help but be affected by the concerns of the elders.

He can't help but hate himself.

The killer is always cold-blooded. As the number one assassin, he was even more cold-blooded than ordinary assassins. However, someone as cold-blooded as him was still affected by this useless thing.

Did he become hesitant after not killing for three years?

“Yogurt? Second Young Master usually stayed here alone. He didn't have many guests and didn't drink this often, so I didn't ask someone to prepare it. If Miss Yu likes to drink yogurt, I will get someone to prepare it. When Miss Yu comes next time, you can definitely drink it."

"so. Thank you, Aunt Cheng. If there's no yogurt, do you have any red wine?" He had to drink something to suppress his emotions.

This is his habit.

"I have red wine. Second Young Master got a lot in the basement, but ... Miss Yu, you are young and cannot drink. How about this, I'll make you a glass of juice? the fruit picked on the manor was natural."

"It's okay. I'll just drink water and eat fruit."

"Well, I'll get you a glass of warm water."

"Thank you, Aunt Cheng."

Aunt Cheng turned around, and the smile on Yan Jinyu's face faded slightly. He lowered his eyes and hid the emotions within. After a while, he lifted his eyes and bit the fruit on a tray on the coffee table.

It tastes really sweet, but is much more effective than yogurt.

He finished one piece and stopped eating.

He took a sip of the warm water Aunt Cheng brought and placed it down.

"You don't like it?"

He looked up and saw Yin Jiujin coming down from the top floor.

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, looking cold and handsome.

As he spoke, he frowned slightly with worry in his eyes.

At that moment, for no reason, the frustration in Yan Jinyu's heart disappeared.

At that moment, Yan Jinyu thought that just based on looks, Yin Jiujin was enough to make many women go crazy, not to mention that she had incredible charm.

It was nice for the eyes to just look at him.

No wonder someone came looking for him when he returned to the Northern City.

He smiled and shook his head. "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat after eating fruit."

"Boss, we go first," Lin Zimu said as he followed Yin Jiujin down.

Yin Jiujin nodded. Lin Zimu and Cheng Lin nodded at Yan Jinyu kindly before walking out of the villa.

Yin Jiujin walked towards Yan Jinyu, but she did not directly sit down. Instead, he stood beside the sofa and looked at it before looking at the fruits on the coffee table. "Just a few pieces of fruit. You must have digested it after Aunt Cheng finished preparing lunch."

However, he had forgotten that he had eaten twice with Yan Jinyu the day he brought her back and Yan Jinyu was not a small eater on either of those foods.

Although Yan Jinyu was skinny, she actually ate a lot. The taste of a socialite like Yan Jinyun was simply incomparable to hers.

"I don't care. Aunt Cheng made a lot of delicious food. I want to order my stomach for lunch."

It was not Yin Jiujin's fault for thinking that she was stupid. It wasn't Aunt Cheng's fault for thinking he was still a kid who liked watching cartoons. It was very difficult for people not to think so when Yan Jinyu pouted and acted flirtatious now.

Yan Jinyu unintentionally pretended in front of Yin Jiujin. Or rather, others felt that he was innocent and gullible. He was not intentionally pretending.

This is how he.

He was the one who held back his killing intent and was too lazy to think. He accidentally revealed his true self.

Yin Jiujin's gaze deepened as she stared at her pouting and coquettish face.

He wanted to pinch his face again.

However, Yin Jiujin finally held back. "As far as you." He sat next to her.

He happened to see the television play "Fun Goat and Big Big Wolf" when he looked up. For a moment, Yin Jiujin's lips twitched without feeling.

No one who has ever interacted with her has ever watched such a television program.

In other words, he had never seen anyone watch such childish cartoons, whether it was elsewhere or in his own residence.

It's pretty fresh.

She always talked about her fiance but she was obviously still a young girl.

Yan Jinyu naturally did not know what Yin Jiujin was thinking, nor did she notice him. He took the apple cut from the tray and brought it to his mouth. "I just ate it. It's very sweet. Brother Nine, do you want to try it as well?"

Even the calm Yin Jiujin was stunned by his sudden action. Then, he looked into her smiling eyes and subconsciously opened his mouth to bite her.

"Isn't that so sweet?"

After chewing a few times, Yin Jiujin nodded, her gaze never escaping from her face.

Yan Jinyu could not understand the emotions in her dark eyes. Of course, he did not know if it was because he did not understand or because he was lazy and could not be bothered to think about it.

"I heard from Aunt Cheng that he planted his own fruit. Before this, I never thought that Mount Jing would be like this."

Without waiting for Yin Jiujin to reply, he continued, "You want to eat again?"

Yin Jiujin suppressed the strange feeling she felt when she heard him say that she had never imagined that Mount Jing would be like this. He bit the apple again.

Then, he took the fork in his hand and placed it back on the tray, but he did not let go of his wrist.

Yan Jinyu did not think too much about it at first. He was about to ask why he was putting the fork back when he suddenly met his pitch-black eyes.

His heart stopped beating.

Yan Jinyu frowned slightly. This feeling is a little nervous. However, it seemed different from the nervousness of being worried about his identity being known. Moreover, she was not worried about Yin Jiujin finding her identity. It was impossible for him to be nervous because of that.

But why does he feel that?

He instinctively wanted to retract his hand, but Yin Jiujin suddenly grabbed it tightly.

Suppressing the emotions he did not understand, he looked towards Yin Jiujin and then at her wrist. He asked puzzledly, "Sister Nine, why are you pulling me?"

Yin Jiujin's eyes paused for a moment, and she held her hand a little softer. However, he still had no intention of letting go. "Open your palm. Let me see."

"What do you see ..." Yan Jinyu suddenly stopped.

He recalled that when Yin Jiujin brought him back to the North City two months ago, he saw his hands full of calluses. Then, he immediately asked Cheng Lin to send something to him.

Does he want to see the calluses in his hands?

Yan Jinyu lowered her eyes slightly and opened her hands. Yin Jiujin also raised her other hand. He held both of his hands and rubbed his thumb on the calluses on his already somewhat faded palm.

With each touch, Yan Jinyu's heart skipped a beat. His hands involuntarily trembled, and he did not dare to look at her.

Not brave…

Yan Jinyu's heart skipped a beat as she thought that.

Is there something that he, Yan Jinyu, did not dare to do?

He doesn't think so.

The word was so sudden to her, but at this moment, she really did not dare to look at him!

It's ridiculous!