Travel through Teyvat and spend your life with Linghua

Linghua's expression became visibly depressed. "Oh, so that's the case. Then she should like you too." After saying that, Linghua walked away in a depressed tone.

Xin Yang???

When I first heard this, I thought Linghua also liked me. When I looked up, I saw Linghua walking away in a depressed mood.

Xinyang instinctively chased after her, "Ling", "peng" Linghua closed the door and left Xinyang alone in the wind.

Just when Xinyang was feeling distressed, he faintly heard the sound of Linghua leaning gently against the door and slowly falling to the ground.

Linghua's voice, slightly tinged with tears, came, "What's wrong with me? Why does my heart hurt so much when I hear that he doesn't like me? I clearly have no feelings for him, so why do I feel like my whole body is being torn into pieces?"

Listening to Linghua's somewhat contradictory words, Xinyang felt mixed emotions. He wanted to push the door open and tell Linghua that she was the only one in his heart.

Xinyang had just stretched out her hand to open the door when Thomas ran over at an inopportune moment and said, "Xinyang, what are you doing here? This is the eldest lady's room. Someone from Yaedang just came looking for you and is now in the hall. What time do you want to come?"

The good atmosphere was interrupted by Thomas. Xinyang withdrew his hand and looked at Thomas with resentment. "Okay, I'll go right away."

Kuroda, the editor of Yaedo, couldn't help but feel confused when he saw Toma leading a child younger than himself to him.

"Mr. Thomas, I'm looking for someone named Xin Yang. He's the editor-in-chief of our Yaedo and a writer favored by Lord Yaedongji. He also..."

"He is Xinyang. Don't underestimate his age. His talent is not even inferior to that of our Patriarch."

Kuroda was surprised when he heard this. "I didn't expect that there is such a talented person in the Kamisato family. I received a message from the editor-in-chief that you are interested in submitting an article to Yaedo."

Xin Yang replied absentmindedly, "Yes, we just agreed on it this morning. I didn't expect you to urge me to submit the manuscript now."

Thomas took the initiative to leave when he saw that something was wrong.

Kuroda explained, "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I'm just giving you some pointers at the editor-in-chief's request. You can rest assured that Yaedo won't force any writer to submit without a signed contract, especially since the editor-in-chief has already informed us in advance."

"Oh"

Kuroda laughed awkwardly and said, "To submit to Yaedo, you must first complete a volume. We will give you a reply within three days of submitting. At that time, we will discuss the manuscript fee and the contract with you. Whether you sign the contract and continue to submit, or stop writing, it is entirely up to you."

"Alright, your editor-in-chief already told me this morning that I'll be submitting my manuscript within two and a half months. I'm feeling a little under the weather, so if there's nothing else, I'll excuse myself."

Kuroda didn't hesitate. "Okay, since you already know everything, I won't bother you anymore. I look forward to your submissions."

After seeing Kuroda off, Xinyang came to Linghua's door, but didn't know what to say. His hand was suspended in the air, not knowing whether to knock on the door or not.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened. Linghua walked out and saw Xinyang standing at the door. She didn't say anything, but passed Xinyang and went outside.

Xinyang thought: It’s over, she ignored me, it seems like I can’t comfort her. How should I comfort my girlfriend when she’s angry? I’m waiting online anxiously.

But Linghua came back soon and ignored Xinyang just like before.

Thomas ran over angrily and saw Xinyang standing at the door of Linghua's room. "Xinyang, did you bully the young lady? Why was she so depressed just now and told me that she had no appetite? Don't make her lunch or dinner. I'm telling you in advance, don't say I disregard brotherhood. If you really dare to bully the young lady, I don't need the head of the family to say anything. I will seek justice for her first."

Seeing Thomas clench his fists as big as sandbags, Xinyang raised her hands to comfort Thomas, "Don't get excited yet. There is indeed a small misunderstanding between Linghua and me. I know you are anxious, but don't worry. I can assure you that Linghua will be the same as usual tomorrow. As for Linghua's meals today, I will take care of them. She will definitely not starve."

Thomas loosened his clenched hands. "Explain it to the young lady as soon as possible. The master of the family won't be able to hide it for long. He might find out by noon today. What are you going to do?"

Xinyang walked aside and thought for a while. "As for Lingren, I'll find a solution. Just don't say anything."

"Okay, you decide for yourself."

It was time for lunch.

As expected, Lingren saw that Linghua didn't come to dinner and was about to ask, but Xinyang interrupted, "Brother Lingren, do you really not get tired of eating these fruits and vegetables all the time?"

"If you eat too much, you'll get tired of it. If I'm eating alone, I'll usually have some extra snacks at noon."

Xinyang(ー_ー)!!

"It's just eating alone. Have you ever eaten pickles?"

"Pickles? What are those? If you want something salty, just add more salt."

Xin Yang pretended to be mysterious. "No, no, this pickle is not that pickle. Eat quickly and follow me to the kitchen."

As expected, Lingren no longer mentioned Linghua, and Xinyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Arriving in the kitchen and seeing the fruits and vegetables on the chopping board, Ayato was very confused. "Is this what pickles are made of?"

"That's right, cut these into small strips first, I'll go prepare the other seasonings."

Just as Xinyang expected, although Ayato often steals food, she has never been in the kitchen and is not very skilled in using a kitchen knife, so it takes her a lot of time.

After cutting, Ayato lost his patience. "Why is this taking so long? I still have work to do later. How long will it take to finish it?"

"About a month."

"Then hurry up...wait a month, did I hear correctly?"

"Of course not. Pickles need to be pickled. If they are not pickled long enough, they will be poisonous."

"If you hadn't told me earlier, I'd have waited all afternoon in vain. Now I don't have much time left, so I'll leave the rest to you. Oh, and don't always cook so much for Linghua. She didn't eat lunch today."

Xinyang's heart was about to jump into his throat, but he still pretended to be calm. "Okay, I'll pay attention next time. You go and rest. I'll let you taste the pickles when they're ready."

Xinyang didn't feel completely relieved until she sent Lingren to the study. Fortunately, her brother-in-law didn't say much, and the next step was to coax Linghua.

Linghua hasn't eaten properly all day, so she will definitely come out to find something to eat at night, and then the opportunity will come.

In order to please Linghua, Xinyang made sufficient preparations this afternoon. In order to prevent Linghua from going hungry, he kneaded the dough and chopped the stuffing himself, made dumplings, and thought about all the situations that might arise in the evening. It can be said that everything was ready.