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After finalizing the plan, Shen Shuangyue's body seemed to have gained strength. She sat up from the bed with a somersault, preparing to make a simple breakfast before looking for a way to get close to the Fifth Prince.

I opened the door and just scooped a basin of water from the tub to wash up when I heard the old lady outside shouting, "Little Shen, wake up!"

The corners of his mouth were twitching wildly, what was going on?

A bit too enthusiastic, right?

I feel a bit socially anxious for some reason.

After washing up, there was a knock on the door, and Su Hanwan's voice came from outside the door: "Shuangyue, I made too many wontons, and I thought of sending some to you."

Shen Shuangyue was in a complicated mood. Although she called Su Hanwan a goose girl, she didn't want to be too involved with Su Hanwan, so as not to change her fate.

But faced with the goose girl's kindness, she couldn't refuse, so she opened the door and invited Su Hanwan into the courtyard.

After thanking her and greeting her, she looked at the expectation in Su Hanwan's eyes and politely started eating wontons in front of her.

It was just the familiar smell that made her stop.

Shen Shuangyue's hands were trembling slightly, and she thought in her heart: [System, why do these wontons taste exactly the same as the ones I made?

Don't tell me it's a coincidence. I spent nearly a week researching the scent of jasmine, and no one except my sister has ever tasted it.

The system, knowing the reason, could only reply: "I don't know about that, but wontons all taste pretty much the same, right? Can you guarantee you're the only one who can make them?"

Shen Shuangyue: [I can't guarantee that I'm the only one who can make it, but my sister likes the taste of green onions, so I always put more green onions in. Actually, I don't like it that much.]

System: [Then I don’t know.]

Shen Shuangyue closed her eyes. [Is this the interface of the novel written by my sister?]

Seeing that the system didn't say anything, she could only ask herself: [But I've read every novel my sister has written, so I shouldn't be unaware of it. What's the reason?]

Her question was destined to go unanswered, so her eyes became more and more complicated as she looked at the wontons in the bowl.

Su Hanwan's expectant eyes gradually dimmed, and her tone was filled with self-blame: "Is it not to your taste? It's all my fault for not being considerate. I should have made a few more flavors."

Shen Shuangyue quickly came back to her senses, "No, no, no, it's just too delicious."

After saying this, he suddenly felt like praising himself, the corners of his lips curled up, and he simply continued to praise: "These wontons are simply delicious. The person who can research this recipe is a genius.

It's obvious from the first glance that this recipe isn't a ready-made one. It must have taken a long time to make, right?"

Su Hanwan's face flushed red from being praised, and she nodded shyly.

Shen Shuangyue's eyes flickered slightly: "It's just that the jasmine's fragrance is covered by the onion's fragrance. In fact, you can try not adding onions. There are many ways to remove the fishy smell of meat..."

Su Hanwan didn't expect that Shen Shuangyue would have so many unique insights into making wontons. She looked at her with her eyes fixed, her admiration was beyond words.

Shen Shuangyue's cheeks flushed slightly as she was stared at. "Am I showing off my skills in front of you?"

Su Hanwan shook her head. "I've always felt that there was something wrong with these wontons, but I couldn't find it. It turns out it's the green onions. I don't know why, but I always feel that green onions must be added."

Shen Shuangyue narrowed her beautiful eyes, silently wrote down Su Hanwan's words, and then continued to eat wontons.

I had just finished eating when there was another knock on the door.

Shen Shuangyue got up and opened the door, and saw Mo Linming holding a food box.

Mo Linming glanced at Su Hanwan and the wontons on the table, and his bright eyes suddenly lost their luster. "Sister, I just wanted to bring you breakfast, but I didn't expect you didn't need it."

His voice was very low, sounding extremely pitiful, but Shen Shuangyue happened to hear it: "But I prepared quite a lot of varieties, can you eat them together?"

Shen Shuangyue pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

But Mo Linming would answer for her, as if he had learned the Sichuan Opera face-changing technique, and a smile would appear on his face again: "If you don't answer, I'll take it as your consent."

He walked to the stone table in the courtyard with a youthful and energetic pace. As he placed the contents of the food box on the table, he said to Su Hanwan, "Boss Su, I just want my sister to have a heartier meal. Do you mind?"

Su Hanwan waved her hands repeatedly, “Don’t mind, it’s my fault that I wasn’t well prepared.”

"What nonsense!" Shen Shuangyue held Su Hanwan's hand. "No matter how much you prepare, it's a token of your thought. I'll be happy all day long just to be able to eat such delicious wontons!"

Mo Linming: "I'm happy if my sister is happy, but Boss Su doesn't know that my sister has a big appetite. Your bowl of wontons really won't fill her up."

After he finished speaking, he covered his mouth and said, "Am I talking too much? But I just want my sister to eat well and be full."

Shen Shuangyue held her forehead and thought, what could be wrong with a little green tea girl who only cares about you?

Sure enough, even Su Hanwan didn't notice the problem.

"Mr. Mo San is right. I didn't expect Shuangyue to eat even more than me." Su Hanwan looked at Shen Shuangyue, "Shuangyue, don't starve. Don't worry, I don't mind. I'll just prepare more next time."

Shen Shuangyue opened her mouth and wanted to say that there was no need to prepare, but she felt it was not a good idea and her scalp felt a little numb.

Mo Linming started his green tea speech again: "Boss Su, can you give me a chance to make it up to Sister Shuangyue? Sister Shuangyue is the only person in this world who cherishes me. I feel that I can't repay her no matter what I do. I can only start from small things."

He picked up the serving chopsticks and said, "Sister Shuangyue, let me serve you some food!"

"Try this. I know you like braised pork the most, but it's not easy to eat something too greasy in the morning. I asked the chef to make this with tofu. It has the same taste and texture as braised pork.

Try this again. You ate this dish the most when you were in the Prime Minister's Mansion. I asked the chef to improve it a little bit. See if it suits your taste..."

Shen Shuangyue watched the food on the plate pile up little by little and could only pick up her chopsticks to eat.

I have to say that the dishes cooked by the chef of the Prime Minister's Mansion are full of flavor and aroma, and the wontons seem bland in comparison.

But she still chose to finish all the wontons, as she must not let the girl down.

They ate until they were full and stopped only then. At this time, Su Hanwan had already left with an empty bowl in her arms, satisfied. Only Xiao Lu Cha was left putting a jade pendant on the table.

"Sister, this is a token of Zuiyuelou. You can eat at Zuiyuelou for free with it."

Shen Shuangyue was about to refuse when she saw Little Green Tea running out and saying, "Sister, I'll let Little Yuan collect the food boxes. I have something to do, so I'll leave first!"

Xiao Yuan knocked on the door which was not closed with a helpless look on his face. After getting Shen Shuangyue's consent, he walked to the table and cleaned it.

He smiled apologetically at Shen Shuangyue: "Please forgive me, Miss Shen. When the Third Young Master was begging in his childhood, he was rejected too many times, so now he feels uncomfortable for several days when he hears the word of rejection. Just like the last time you rejected the Third Young Master, these days I see the Third Young Master crying with his quilt in his arms every night, and hear him shouting in his dreams: Sister, please don't cherish me.

Of course, please don't misunderstand me. I'm not asking anything from you. After all, if you choose the Third Young Master, the Second Young Master will also feel bad. I just want to tell you that the Third Young Master is not ignorant of etiquette, but he knows you will refuse and is subconsciously avoiding it."

Shen Shuangyue lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then pushed the jade pendant forward. "So he knew I wouldn't want it, but he still wanted to give it to me? He's forcing a favor on me under the pretext of doing it for my own good?"

"Miss Shen is overthinking." Xiao Yuan immediately quickened his pace to pack up, and finally said, "The Third Young Master won't ask anything of you, so don't worry."

Shen Shuangyue raised her eyebrows. "Then tell him for me, don't be so fragile that you can't even accept rejection. I look down on you."

Xiao Yuan was silent.

Miss Shen is truly invulnerable to swords and guns.

Aren't his words touching? Shouldn't any normal person feel compassion?

He had no choice but to respond, packed his things, bowed and left.

When Mo Linming saw Xiao Yuan coming out, he couldn't wait to ask, "What did my sister say?"

Xiao Yuan looked sad for his master and repeated the scene just now.

Unexpectedly, his master blushed.

Mo Linming pretended not to know that Shen Shuangyue was peeking at him, and his voice was full of excitement: "Xiaoyuan, Sister Shuangyue actually said that as long as I am not afraid of rejection, I am not fragile, and she will look up to me!"

"Xiao Yuan, do you think this means that Sister Shuangyue has feelings for me?"

"Xiao Yuan, I'm so happy! Let's go! Let's rob the rich and give to the poor!"