Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 71, Section 28: The Little Chef and Stealing Food
"I want to see which rude person it is," He Ye said calmly, patting the corner of his clothes that had been brushed by dog ​​hair.

A few seconds later.

On a bench under the shade of a tree, people are facing off.

Why are you walking my dog?

Loris said, puzzled, as she stood in front of him.

Heye: "..."

He Ye looked at the rope in her hand, then at the golden retriever trembling beside her with its head down, and finally remembered all the things she had to complain about, so she took a deep breath.

"Sir, why are you walking your dog without a leash? What if it hits someone? You know, it just scared two girls."

Although he couldn't use the lecturing tone he had imagined, He Ye still decided to give her a warning—after all, who knew he would run into Loris? What a small world.

"..." Loris was silent for a moment, "Then, is that person alright?"

"I pulled the dog back, and thankfully everything's alright," He Ye said. "So you're its owner?"

Loris said somewhat subtly, "Well... I accidentally lost my grip, and it ran too fast. I've been very busy with work these past few days and haven't had time to take it out for a walk."

Loris's explanation made He Ye understand her reasoning, and it seemed she knew it was wrong. But knowing it was wrong didn't solve the damage, as He Ye had already missed lunch.

“Then you owe me a favor,” He Ye said after thinking for a moment.

Loris's face stiffened: "How do I owe you a favor?"

“Your dog ate my lunch.” He Ye pointed to the drool stains on the ground. “That was my wonderful lunch that I was planning to enjoy, but now I have to go hungry. Doesn’t that count as a favor?”

“Then I’ll pay you back…” Loris said, rummaging through her pockets and reaching for her purse.

Ke Heye has more money in her pocket than she does, so she doesn't need that little bit. Besides, the time and effort it takes to go buy sausages and come back, as well as the atmosphere just now, are things that money can't buy.

Of course, He Ye didn't intend to make things difficult for Lolis. He couldn't possibly make things difficult for her anyway.

Tomorrow at the police station, this officer will repay double, so just make her remember it. Or rather, there's no better way to handle it than to make her remember it; you can't really take the money, can you?
That would be too formal.

"Uh, no need, no need, I was just joking..." He Ye finally handed the leash back to her. "I'd feel a little awkward accepting money from you, so please don't bother."

Loris fell silent, looking a little strange. She looked at He Ye, her thoughts unreadable. But her outfit today was quite different from usual—she looked more like a pretty young girl, without that affected air of authority.

"By the way, sir, you look great today." He Ye casually said what was on his mind; in interpersonal communication, compliments can help to build rapport.

Loris blushed and scolded, looking down, "You smooth talker, don't do that in front of me."

He Ye: "..." The rules of interpersonal communication have failed.

In short, Lolis had already taken the leash that had been handed over, so He Ye and she could only chat for a few more minutes before preparing to leave, since this chance encounter was just a minor incident.

But the subtle thing is—

"Brook, it's time to go."

Lorice pulled on the leash and discovered that the golden retriever was lying on the bench, happily eating its meal.

The target of their meal was none other than the salad that He Ye hadn't finished eating and had left on the wooden chair.

At this moment, both of them fell silent.

"..." Loris felt even more embarrassed, after all, this was something bad being done in front of her, and it was her dog, which made her feel a little ashamed.

She looked at He Ye, who was about to say something to apologize—

"Its name is Brook?" He Ye stroked his chin and examined it.

It was a strange question, but Loris instinctively raised an eyebrow and replied, "Um, what's wrong?"

After holding back for a while, He Ye looked at the golden retriever that was eating heartily and exclaimed, "What a good name!"

Loris blushed again, because she was the one who named him, the one who gave him the name at birth. What was wrong with this guy? He kept praising her all day. Could he have ulterior motives?
But actually, He Ye didn't have any particular thoughts; he genuinely thought it was a good name—Brook, haha.

Brooke, haha.

“Since your name is Brooke, this salad is yours…” He Ye murmured with a smile, patted it, and prepared to turn and leave.

Loris was taken aback by what she saw. She thought He Ye would ask for favors or something... but he was just about to leave like this?

"What about your lunch?" Loris asked somewhat awkwardly. "I'll make it up to you."

He Ye waved his hand casually, turned around and said, "It's okay. If your dog is hungry, just finish eating. It's not worth much. It would be too much of a hassle to pay for it. It's fine if you don't pay."

He seemed very natural, without any pretense.

"..." Seeing this, Loris felt a strange sense of unease, and her chest pounded a little. What was that feeling all about? ...What exactly was wrong with this guy?

No, in short, if I just let him leave like that, wouldn't I seem very impolite?
Although she was strict, she was not an unreasonable person. If He Ye insisted on compensation, Loris would not complain even if she gave him tens of thousands of crowns... But this departure without asking for anything left her at a loss.

"Brook's gone." Before leaving, He Ye even said a casual goodbye to her golden retriever.

"Wang Wang!"

The golden retriever also responded, saying that after all, this person fed it a lot, so it was a good person!

The sunlight in Seagull Park shone on the cobblestone path, and the leaves in the forest were rustling in the wind. But the next second, mixed in with the rustling sound was a plea for him to stay that He Ye had never expected.

"Then, come to my house for dinner. As an apology."

Loris seemed to be making an awkward invitation, but judging from her expression, it wasn't a joke, but rather a sincere attempt at compensation. She turned her head away, arms crossed, looking somewhat haughty, yet it was still an invitation, leaving one hesitant to speak.

However, the logic is easy to understand—since someone didn't have lunch, the only way to repay the favor is to make them eat lunch again, which is a way that cannot be measured in money.

But for He Ye,

This is a bit dangerous...

However, judging from her expression, it seemed like if she were rejected after saying those words, He Ye suspected that her ears would turn even redder—she was furious.

Let's accept it.

"Then, then I won't stand on ceremony?"

"Brook's gone...home."

Seeing that He Ye agreed, Lolis didn't say anything more, she just pulled the leash and led the golden retriever away, walking ahead.

He Ye followed behind her, and after a moment he smelled a faint fragrance. Unlike the Endless Summer in Seagull Park, this was the fragrance of blue flowers that had not yet bloomed. This was the back view of her with pale golden hair.

"Sir, your hair smells wonderful, I rarely smell it otherwise," He Ye said casually, as the atmosphere would be a bit awkward if they didn't talk. "I don't know many people who take such good care of themselves as you." "...Stop talking!"

"..." He Ye was speechless for a moment, as if he had touched a bad spot again? He couldn't see the expression on the face, but from the tone of his voice, he was angry... So he really still couldn't understand this guy's personality.

……

Then ten minutes later.

Upon arriving at the townhouse in the city, He Ye thought to himself how incredibly wealthy people were. He and Lolis entered the house, only to find that Lolis was alone.

There was no strange smell in the room, but its quietness seemed completely out of place with the sunshine outside. It was late spring and early summer, and the shaded areas didn't seem to reach the room; it felt like winter.

He Ye was made to sit quietly on the sofa in the living room, listening to Loris fiddling around in the kitchen. He remained skeptical of his superior's culinary skills.

I hope she didn't poison me... Okay, just kidding, after all, most of our interactions have been based on unjust grievances.

Feeling bored, He Ye glanced at Brooke, the golden retriever beside her. This guy seemed to be clinging to her—probably due to past life ties and memories.

Although Brooke in the bar is not dead yet.

About half an hour later, Lolis emerged expressionlessly carrying two bowls of noodles. The noodles didn't look particularly appetizing; they were just passable. During the meal, He Ye tried to find something to talk about, because not saying anything was really awkward… this was her home.

He Ye asked her how she knew how to make noodles, and Lolis explained that it was a cooking skill her mother taught her, and then there was no further explanation.

It seems like the conversation has died down. He Ye doesn't know about Lolis's background, but he imagines she must be from the upper class.

Halfway through the meal, He Ye couldn't eat anymore and said helplessly, "Didn't your mother tell you to add salt when she taught you to cook?" Although this was very presumptuous and made Lolis's cheeks burn, she cursed and argued with He Ye, but it was better than not saying a word.

Brook, the golden retriever standing nearby, shared the same sentiment; clearly, it had tasted Loris's cooking many times before.

"So what if I can't cook?..." Loris buried her head in her food.

He Ye became interested when he saw this. He didn't mean to belittle Lolis, but just wanted a chance to have a normal lunch.

"It's okay, I can cook... Just wait."

He Ye's eyes were calm. He rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen. People who transmigrate from another world always have skills that ordinary people don't have, and cooking is one of them.

He Ye's cooking may not be so delicious it's breathtaking, but it's certainly comparable to the world's top chefs. His hometown has a history of five thousand years, with a rich and diverse culinary tradition including Hunan, Henan, and Northeastern cuisines. Naturally, he can cook well under such influences.

In this alien world where people are reluctant to use seasonings and mostly eat bread and dried meat sauce, very few people know how to cook hot food. He didn't make a splash in the culinary world; he was simply too lazy to start his career.

So, more than forty minutes later...

Lolis looked at the three dishes laid out in front of her, then glanced at He Ye, who was casually taking off his apron. He looked very homey in his white button-down shirt.

White rice was placed in front of me, wafting a fragrant aroma.

"Don't be shy. It might be wasteful to use too much food. You can cook it yourself tonight, otherwise it will spoil tomorrow... or you can give it to Brooke."

After finishing his sentence, He Ye sat down opposite and started eating. He was really starving, and the golden retriever next to him was also eating with great enthusiasm. He had never lived such a hard life before; even the scraps here tasted delicious!
"Wang Wang!"

Loris silently picked up her chopsticks and took a slice of carrot in front of her—a carrot that had been blanched and then fried. It melted in her mouth with one bite, perfectly seasoned.

He cooked it really well.

Loris thought to herself, looking at He Ye who wasn't meeting her gaze, she wondered why the throbbing in her chest hadn't subsided despite these actions—she thought it was a knot of resentment caused by her own guilt—but it seemed to be more troublesome than she had imagined.

"What's wrong? Is there rice on my face?" He Ye looked over.

“It’s nothing…” Loris took a deep breath and snorted, “I didn’t expect you could cook. You can’t judge a book by its cover.”

"I'll take that as a compliment," He Ye said helplessly, and continued eating, since he came here specifically to eat.

I have to say, this guy's cooking skills are really good.

How about opening a restaurant after retirement? Forget it, cooking is too tiring, so let's not... How about opening a beach oiling shop? After all, you can touch the backs of pretty girls for free.

……

The camera turned.

One p.m.

The sun was already blazing. After a hearty meal, He Ye returned to his residence, 301 He Ye's Home—a free residence allocated by the police station.

After having lunch at Lolis's house, He Ye returned here, carrying with him the cakes and fruits that the girls loved most.

He planned to use these to help Nicole forget the embarrassment of the morning.

But the next moment,
What made He Ye even more embarrassed happened.

He Ye pushed open the door and saw Nicole standing there with an unfriendly expression, her tone sounding accusatory but actually just complaining:
"Sir! Why are you only coming back now? I've been waiting for you at home, having prepared lunch for ages!"

Nicole stood in the entryway, looking a little dejected. She had said before that she wanted to practice her cooking skills, so naturally she would cook at home today. Not to mention that this was the last chance for her to do so, as she had to go back to work at the bar in the afternoon.

She'll be back here in a week. She'll have to impress her husband, otherwise she'll be crying if she accidentally loses it one day.

This made He Ye purse his lips, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated:

"lunch?"

“Yes,” Nicole nodded. “I’ve been waiting for you for almost two hours for lunch!”

He Ye glanced at his watch; it was 1:37 PM. Well, it was his fault for not thinking about this; his mind was still on the tent that morning. But now, if he were to have lunch...

Suddenly, Nicole sniffed the air and said warily:
"Sir, you didn't sneak out to eat with someone else, did you?"

He Ye looked as if facing a formidable enemy: "Hahaha, how could that be? I went out to take care of some things and was delayed. I'm only just getting back now."

Nicole breathed a sigh of relief and pulled He Ye into the house:
"That's good, that's good! Come and eat, try my cooking. I think I've improved a bit!"

Nicole's joy contrasted sharply with the forced smile on He Ye's face. He thought he probably wouldn't be able to eat a single bowl of rice, but he couldn't let the little guy's good intentions go to waste.

Sigh, it's his own fault.

I shouldn't have eaten too much at Loris's place.

"How is it, sir? Is it delicious?"

That's a really difficult question to answer.

"Not bad..." He Ye smiled insincerely, hoping she wouldn't make so much next time. Also, she had improved by adding seasoning, but it was a bit too much.
"Hehe." Nicole chuckled, thinking that as long as the master was satisfied, that was all that mattered. She herself couldn't tell the difference because in the past, when she was often hungry and cold, having anything to eat was a blessing!
In short, He Ye has at least managed to keep it a secret for now, it's just a pity about her belly~

There probably won't be another holiday like this.

(End of this chapter)