Chapter 114: The Kitchen Disaster

But he didn’t dare say anything.

Lin Qingxue’s voice squeezed through her teeth, barely audible, but every word cut like a knife.

– Luo Xiaoning.

The other end of the line went silent.

A deathly silence.

After a few seconds, Luo Xiaoning’s voice came through, trembling with a fear that seeped from her bones.

– L-Lin jiejie… I’m not… I didn’t mean that… I…

Her voice stuck, as if a hand were clamped around her throat.

Lin Qingxue didn’t wait for her to finish. Her voice was calm, calm like the sea before a storm.

– What did you promise me yesterday?

Luo Xiaoning’s voice was small and shaky.

– I p-promised… to take good care of her… not to let her get hurt…

Lin Qingxue said:

– She’s hungry. You didn’t feed her.

Luo Xiaoning’s voice turned tearful.

– I was g-getting ready to sleep… I was going to make her something after I woke up…

Lin Qingxue said:

– So you made her go hungry?

Luo Xiaoning couldn’t speak.

Lin Qingxue said:

– You said, “When Sister Lin isn’t home, I can do whatever I want to you.”

Luo Xiaoning’s sobs came through the phone, muffled, broken.

Lin Qingxue said nothing more.

She hung up and handed the phone back to Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye took the phone, saw the new cracks on the screen, and felt a pang of pain, but one look at Lin Qingxue’s face and he swallowed whatever he was going to say.

After sitting back down, Lin Qingxue was still unsettled. She wondered if handing the little one over to that pink-haired girl had really been a good idea.

She hadn’t expected that pink-haired girl to be so low-quality. She didn’t know how their team leader had managed them.

Then, as if something occurred to her, she turned and looked at the white-haired man behind her, her voice returning to that lifeless calm.

“Mr. Su, I have some organizational matters to deal with right now. Excuse me.”

The white-haired man opened his eyes, glanced at her, and nodded.

Lin Qingxue stood up, grabbed Zhou Ye by the collar, and dragged him out of his seat, hauling him toward the catering room at the back of the cabin.

Zhou Ye stumbled along, muttering, “Sister Lin, Sister Lin, let’s talk this out. Don’t get physical. And it’s not like I did anything wrong!”

Lin Qingxue ignored him. She kicked open the catering room door, shoved Zhou Ye inside, then went in herself and slammed the door with a bang.

The next second, Zhou Ye’s screams came from inside, along with Lin Qingxue’s cold curses.

“That useless member of yours is a genuine idiot.”

Zhou Ye’s voice came out, full of grievance and pain.

“I didn’t know! I didn’t even know I had a member! The higher-ups must have stuck one on me at some point! Ow! Sister Lin, stop hitting me! I really didn’t know!”

Another scream.

The door panel shook.

Then it went quiet.

Only Zhou Ye’s suppressed gasps and Lin Qingxue’s cold breathing could be heard.

Outside, the white-haired man opened his eyes, glanced at the closed door, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly, then closed his eyes again.

After hanging up, Luo Xiaoning was shaking all over.

The phone slipped from her hand, hit the floor, bounced once, and added another crack to the screen.

She squatted down, hugged her knees, buried her face in her arms, her shoulders heaving with suppressed sobs, as if afraid someone would hear.

Su Yutao sat on the bed, hugging Qiansui, facing the direction of Luo Xiaoning.

She couldn’t see Luo Xiaoning’s expression, but she could hear her crying, hear the rustle of her clothes as she shook.

She held the penguin, didn’t move, didn’t make a sound, just “looked” in that direction, like watching someone make a fool of themselves, get scared, cry.

There was no sympathy in her heart, only a calm she couldn’t quite name.

After crying for a while, Luo Xiaoning lifted her head, wiped her face roughly with the back of her hand. Her voice was thick with tears and nasal congestion, but her tone was hard, like she was trying to pump herself up.

“I’m confiscating this phone right now. Let’s see how you tattle.”

She reached down, picked up the phone, clenched it in her hand, stood up, and glared at Su Yutao.

Su Yutao still didn’t react, just faced her, purple eyes half-lidded, expressionless.

Luo Xiaoning felt a chill under that gaze, gritted her teeth, and her voice suddenly softened into a desperate plea.

“I’ll cook for you right now. Just don’t call her again.”

“I’m begging you. Sister Lin really will kill me.”

Her voice trailed off.

“She really does have top-tier disciplinary authority in her organization…”

The corner of Su Yutao’s mouth twitched slightly, but she said nothing.

Luo Xiaoning saw the look on her face, angry and scared at the same time, but she didn’t dare curse again. She turned and left the bedroom, heading for the kitchen.

Qiansui let out a “tsk” in Su Yutao’s ear, with a delighted, watching-a-show tone.

“And here I thought she was so tough. In the end, she still obediently went to cook for you.”

Su Yutao thought, ‘Serves her right.’

Qiansui added, “When you called, Lin Qingxue seemed really angry. Do you think she might come back early?”

Su Yutao thought for a moment. ‘Probably not. Since she asked someone to look after me, she probably isn’t sure when her mission will end.’

Qiansui made an “oh” sound, then whispered, “Host, you’ve really turned bad.”

Su Yutao didn’t answer.

She hadn’t turned bad. She’d learned how to survive here.

She hugged Qiansui, sat on the bed, and waited for Luo Xiaoning to cook.

Just as they were chatting, there was a sudden “thud,” like something exploding, muffled, and the floor vibrated.

Su Yutao flinched. Qiansui screamed in her ear, “What was that?!”

A thick burnt smell drifted over from the kitchen, making Su Yutao cough a couple of times.

Qiansui said, “Holy crap, she didn’t blow up the kitchen, did she?”

Su Yutao perked up her ears. From the kitchen came Luo Xiaoning’s coughing, a pot lid clattering to the floor, and the full-blast rush of a faucet.

Luo Xiaoning’s voice came from the kitchen, flustered and panicked.

“It’s over, it’s over, it’s over!”

Then another bang, like something else had exploded.

Su Yutao shrank her neck and hugged Qiansui tighter.

She thought, ‘Is she making some biochemical weapon in there? Trying to blow me up?’

Qiansui pondered for a moment. “Don’t tell me she can’t cook and accidentally set the kitchen on fire.”

Su Yutao thought, ‘If she can’t cook, and she’s cooking for me, is she really trying to blow us both up?’

‘And even if she manages to make something, I wouldn’t dare eat it. I’m afraid she’ll poison me.’

The kitchen went quiet for a moment.

Then Luo Xiaoning walked out, her face streaked black and white, vegetable leaves stuck in her hair, her clothes soaked through. She looked like she’d just escaped from the scene of a fire.

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