Chapter 9, Breakfast

No one expressed their surprise and confusion, quietly taking their seats as usual. Only Murong Liuyun reacted strongly and stood up: "How can you have the audacity to serve such terrible food? That meal yesterday almost made me vomit, it was utterly disgusting!" After saying this, he grabbed his coat and walked out.

"Keep a watch." Murong Liu Bing said coldly

Murong Liunye still wore a sunny smile: "No solution."

Old Yang paused slightly and replied: "The Third Young Master only eats breakfast from the Summer Fragrance Pavilion, but it is located in the northern suburbs, and it takes over an hour to travel back and forth from here, so there is a dedicated person who delivers it every day." However, today Murong Yubing said she wanted to cook herself, so she called to cancel. Old Yang did not need to say the latter part; Murong Yubing was already aware of it.

"Because Yubing really likes her brothers." This statement from Murong Yubing came from the heart, which made her smile particularly radiant and charming, even carrying a hint of happiness. Murong Yubing's face was not of the pure and innocent type; in the absence of any deliberate embellishment, her smile seemed like the hellfire that grows on a cliff, beautiful, mysterious, and enchanting.

With a naive sweet smile, Murong Yubing appeared lazy again, walking while asking Old Yang: "What kind of breakfast does Brother Liuyun usually like?"

Murong Liuxue was also taken aback, but he immediately averted his gaze. He now understood that this woman's greatest weapon was herself, and one could easily be captivated by her charm. He lowered his head and ceased to speak, quietly eating his breakfast.

Um. After responding simply, Murong Liubing went out

After hastily taking a few bites and feeling that it was enough to satisfy her hunger, Murong Yubing put down her knife and fork: "Brother, I am full now, I will head to school first"

Although Murong Liubing did not speak, he nodded slightly at Murong Yubing. Only Murong Liuyun still looked down on him, curling his lips in disdain, with a particularly contemptuous expression in his brown eyes

Murong Liubing watched the performance of Murong Yubing on the surveillance video, feeling conflicted. Could it be that she is not a corporate spy? Then what is her purpose in approaching him? ... His hawk-like eyes shifted, and his expression became inscrutable again

Murong Liubing was taken aback. Upon closer inspection, he saw Murong Yubing looking dazed, as if just awakened from sleep, devoid of the previously captivating aura. Murong Liubing began to doubt whether he was truly exhausted to the point of experiencing such an illusion about her.

"He is truly a mysterious person." Murong Liuxue said with a gentle smile, his tone equally mild, "Ye, you have spent the longest time with him, do you sense anything?"

Old Yang was waiting outside the door, and when he saw Murong Yubing come out, he naturally followed her to see her off

The three individuals standing at the door gazed at the swiftly departing figure of Murong Yubing, their expressions reflecting an air of inscrutable depth.

"Xiao Bing, get in your brother's car and go with him," Murong Liuye said anxiously.

Murong Yubing picked up the documents on the table, quickly glanced at them without paying much attention, organized them neatly, and then placed them back on the table in an orderly manner. After that, she took the empty cup, turned off the light, and walked out of the study, locking the door behind her

Looking at her, Murong Liuyue was stunned; indeed, she was the most attractive and beautiful woman he had ever seen

Murong Liubing clearly saw Murong Yubing's small actions just now. He thought she was looking at the documents he had intentionally left on the table, and when he heard her say she wanted to stay, he became even more certain of her intentions

Indeed, Xiaobing, do not take it to heart; that fellow is just like that. Murong Liuxue also gently offered comfort. Although it was merely a conditioned reflex stemming from his inherently gentle demeanor

Good morning, Xiaobing, up so early? Murong Liuye smiled brightly like the sun, today he was dressed in a hip-hop style, with his tousled bangs casually yet neatly resting on his smooth forehead, looking very handsome

Murong Yubing was originally a light sleeper, and under the deliberately raised voice of Murong Liubing, she naturally opened her eyes in an instant. Her bright black pupils reflected a domineering and aloof gaze, as if everyone around her were mere ants while she was the majestic eagle soaring in the sky

The next day, when several young masters came down for breakfast, Murong Yubing was still wearing the same black leather outfit as yesterday, already sitting at the dining table with a smile, greeting them.

Murong Yubing made an effort to ignore Murong Liuyun's disdain, smiling sweetly as she watched them take their seats: "I cooked again today, so if it doesn't taste good, please don't hold it against me, brothers." She appeared somewhat pleading.

Murong Liuyun's words undoubtedly hurt Murong Yubing, as her sweet smile froze at the corners of her mouth, and her beautiful eyes were filled with deep hurt. She had once said this to them, and it turned out that the feeling of being denied one's efforts by the person one wishes to protect is like this. How painful must they have felt at that time

Murong Yubing instinctively glanced at the messy desk where he had just been working upon hearing his words. She saw the empty milk cup beside the disordered files and smiled with satisfaction: "Well, brother, you should go to sleep first. I just dozed off while watching, and now I want to watch a little more. Good night, brother"

Watching the study door open and close, Murong Yubing rubbed her brow, feeling utterly exhausted, yet she stubbornly held on. She placed the book back in its original spot and then slowly walked towards the table where the documents and cup were.

It can only be done this way for now, let's take what she has made for testing... Oh dear, I still find her vehicle a bit strange...

Striving to return his twitching lips to a cold demeanor, Murong Liubing finally spoke up, wanting to awaken Murong Yubing. However, just as he was about to say something, he choked on his words. He suddenly realized that he did not know how to address her. Should he call her "sister"? How disgusting! "Little Bing"? Even more nauseating! "Murong Yubing"? It sounded awkward no matter how he said it! "Yubing"? Please, they seemed not to be close enough for him to call her by her name, so he cleared his throat heavily.

Murong Yubing frowned, as if riding in a closed car was a terrifying experience for her: "Hmm, no way, I prefer my motorcycle over a closed car. It's compact and agile, and I feel free on it. Alright, I'm off now, see you at your school, brother." Waving her hand, Murong Yubing picked up her bag and ran out.

"Why has Xiaobing suddenly taken a liking to cooking and wants to cook for us?" Murong Liuxue cut a piece of Italian fried sausage and asked seemingly casually, but in reality, he was quite curious about sending her food to the research institute to investigate whether it contained any chemical components. However, he couldn't do that in front of her, as it would damage his image, and if she had any ulterior motives, wouldn't that be alarming her?

"Good morning, Xiaobing." Murong Liuxue had a gentle expression, and his white suit particularly highlighted his noble demeanor and refined elegance

Murong Yubing collected her emotions: "It's alright, and Brother Liu Yun is speaking the truth; my cooking skills are indeed not very good. It seems I need to practice more in the future."

"What’s wrong, brother?" Murong Yubing's voice, just awakened, was soft and sweet, giving the impression of a gentle pout.

Murong Liubing suddenly regained composure, his tone consistently cold and brief: "I am going to sleep"

Hmm. Responding with a sound, she coolly mounted her red heavy motorcycle, donned a large safety helmet, and rode away with a flourish

"Xiao Bing, don't be sad, he is just talking nonsense, what Xiao Bing made is very delicious." Murong Liuye looked at Murong Yubing's hurt expression, feeling as if his heart was shattered, suffering immensely, and gently comforted her. That damned guy just doesn't know how to speak, and he doesn't even realize what Xiao Bing did to provoke him.

Good morning, everyone.