Why am I, a cook, always involved in cases?
Chapter 62 What on earth is going on?
Quan Wushuang was full of doubts:
"what on earth is it?"
He took a deep breath, and at the same time, the seal in his hand fell steadily on the document.
Last night, the cook's sudden and emotional words were like a brand deeply engraved in his heart and could not be erased.
The most amazing thing in the world is that the person you miss knocks on your door at this moment.
"We have a visitor."
With the sound of a light knock on the door, the fox-like figure with a sly smile appeared again, just as he had said yesterday.
What is even more surprising is that he considerately ordered someone to bring in a General Zhimou bed with soft cushions, as if he planned to stay here for a long time.
Quan Wushuang's expression changed slightly, and the corners of his mouth almost twitched.
"Why don't we continue our conversation from yesterday?"
As the wise general spoke, he picked up the wine jug and filled himself with crystal clear fruit juice.
He even brought some refreshments, casually placing the baked treats that exuded an enticing crispy aroma on the table piled high with documents.
Quan Wushuang couldn't help but secretly complain, can't they find a suitable place to put it?
Seeing this, Gao Zhongcheng looked at the conspicuous oil stain on the document and sighed helplessly.
"It seems the military advisor has done something rather shameful, hasn't he?"
Quan Wushuang said casually as he stamped the document.
His mind had already drifted away, and he didn't pay much attention to the contents of the document.
But since Gao Zhongcheng behind him did not raise any objections, I think there shouldn't be any problem.
From Lin Zhiruo's few words, Quan Wushuang could roughly guess what this cunning and arrogant man had done.
However, another even more unacceptable guess quietly emerged in his mind.
It's not that he couldn't understand it. This conjecture could even make sense to a certain extent, and it even made him suddenly enlightened in some details.
But why would General Zhimou argue with him about redeeming himself at Hongxia Tower?
Why bring up those old memories?
Quan Wushuang was unwilling to accept this fact because he knew very well that once he accepted it, the problem would become more difficult.
"To call it vicious is too rude. How dare a pickpocket speak so unjustly of me?"
General Zhimou raised his eyes from behind his monocle, a playful smile playing on the corners of his mouth.
"I put a lot of thought into it before I finally convinced the madam. It took me over ten years of hard work. You should be able to understand how it feels to have your love stolen from you."
As he spoke, General Zhimou raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp. The broken ice in the cup collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
"Could it be that you want me to return that piece of 'tofu' to you?"
The "tofu" that Quan Wushuang mentioned refers to the petite and cold-natured girl.
"No, I'm willing to pay any amount. I don't want to make the same mistake again."
"What if I refuse?"
"If the steward insists on refusing, then I have nothing to say. However, in this world, those who are willing to disobey Your Highness are probably rarer than the fingers on one hand."
The wise general's words were like a sharp blade pressing in step with him, making Quan Wushuang feel more uneasy than ever before.
He knew very well that this man knew him very well, so he was so unscrupulous.
Because to some extent, General Zhimou's words do make sense.
General Zhimou took off his monocle and wiped it carefully with a towel, making sure that every blurry spot was wiped clean and clear before putting it back on his left eye.
It was not until this moment that Quan Wushuang realized that he had always worn his glasses on the right side.
This shows that these glasses are just decorations to him.
What a weirdo!
"But the key question is, what exactly does she think?"
General Zhiwu deliberately emphasized the word "she".
Ugh, it's so upsetting.
In other words, this is already the case.
This is a fact that Quan Wushuang is unwilling to face but has to accept.
The wise general is actually Lin Zhiruo's biological father.
Quan Wushuang's hand, which was stamping the document, completely stopped at this moment.
"Could you please, Steward, convey my wishes to me? I will go see her one day."
After licking his ghee-stained fingers, General Zhimou turned and left the study.
The bed of General Zhimou was still quietly placed there, as if foreshadowing that he would come again.
Although Quan Wushuang and Gao Zhongcheng had not discussed it beforehand, they both lowered their heads and sighed deeply at this moment.
"An official said he wants to meet you next time."
As soon as Quan Wushuang returned to his residence, he told Lin Zhiruo the truth.
He knew very well that this matter was difficult to conceal.
"Which lord is it?"
Lin Zhiruo's expression remained calm, but deep in her eyes, there seemed to be an indescribable impatience hidden.
However, her tone remained as calm as usual.
"Oh? This man's name is General Zhimou..."
Before Quan Wushuang finished speaking, Lin Zhiruo's expression suddenly changed.
Quan Wushuang couldn't help but widen his eyes and involuntarily took half a step back.
He had never seen Lin Zhiruo look like this before. Even the looks he considered insulting—the looks from beetles, dried earthworms, sludge, weeds, slugs, or squashed frogs—seemed too gentle compared to hers.
This expression cannot be described in words or expressed in words.
Even Quan Wushuang, when being stared at like this by Lin Zhiruo, felt a chill running through his heart, as if the foundation of his heart had been completely shattered, as if boiling hot iron slurry had been poured into it, turning it into ashes.
Lin Zhiruo displayed exactly such a heart-pounding expression.
Just by doing this, Quan Wushuang understood what position that man held in his daughter's heart.
“…I’ll try to refuse.”
Lin Zhiruo's voice was like a wisp of smoke in the cold wind, ethereal and distant.
"Thank you, manager."
Quan Wushuang was at a loss and could only squeeze out these words.
He was even surprised that his heart was still beating.
After Lin Zhiruo regained her usual indifferent expression, she turned and left to continue fulfilling her duties.
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