This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

"What do you have to say?"

He Wuyou was still young, and he felt that when his older brother looked at him with his deep eyes, he could see through the secrets in his heart.

He had no choice but to explain in detail how he had smashed Ye Xiaoxiao's head today.

He Jing's expression remained unreadable, but a subtle, elusive curiosity flickered in his dark eyes.

Looking into the kitchen, one could see thick smoke billowing from the kitchen doorway, with white smoke rising directly into the yard.

He turned back and instructed, "You two stay here and don't go over there."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he dashed toward the kitchen.

"Second brother, did she burn down our kitchen?" He Wuyang tilted his head and asked the person next to him. Suddenly, he thought of something and his round, starry eyes widened. "Second brother, did she do it on purpose, burning down the kitchen and then starving us to death?"

He Wuyou ignored his sister's next words and replied, "She has never cooked in the kitchen before, and her ability to burn firewood is not as good as yours. It's not surprising that she burns the kitchen."

He Wuyang proudly raised his chin: "This skill was taught to me by my elder brother!"

"I remember......"

You've burned down the kitchen before.

He Wuyou paused, refraining from saying the second half of his sentence. He knew his sister was very concerned about her image, and he couldn't bear to embarrass her.

"what?"

"It's alright, let's watch our brother put out the fire."

"Oh."

The two little ones stood under the eaves chattering away. When they saw their older brother stride into the kitchen, they weren't flustered at all. With their older brother there, what did it matter if the kitchen burned down? They weren't afraid even if the sky fell down.

Ye Xiaoxiao originally planned to go to the kitchen to cook something delicious, but she was stumped when she saw the earthen stove. She had never used such a primitive thing before.

Finally, gritting his teeth, he thought, "Even if I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run. It's just starting a fire. As long as I light the tinder, I just throw it into the stove and put in some dry branches."

simple!

only......

Unexpectedly, the sparks from the tinder fell down and landed directly on the pile of dry pine needles below the stove opening.

This stuff is very easy to start a fire. Once it gets a tiny spark, the bright red flames begin to spread rapidly, burning the woodpile in the corner with lightning speed.

It had rained a few days ago, and the firewood on the pile was still damp. As soon as the flames flickered, thick white smoke billowed up, making it hard for Ye Xiaoxiao to open her eyes and causing her to cough repeatedly.

"Cough cough cough—cough cough cough—"

Without thinking twice, she looked around for the water tank, but the kitchen was completely unfamiliar to her, and she panicked, standing there dumbfounded.

In that instant, a tall figure rushed in carrying a large bucket, lifted the bottom of the bucket, and poured the water directly onto the woodpile.

The whole process was completed in one go, without any effort.

Ye Xiaoxiao felt as if He Jing had descended from the heavens to save her from the raging fire.

Why didn't the original owner cherish such a good man?

"Go outside, I need to tidy up."

A deep, resonant voice rang out, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Ye Xiaoxiao's gaze met his deep black eyes, and a wave of guilt washed over her. She said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just wanted to help with the cooking. I..."

She paused, realizing that apologizing was useless at this point, and casually wiped her face, saying, "I'll help you clean up."

After speaking, he went out to get a broom.

The tall figure standing in the kitchen stared thoughtfully at Ye Xiaoxiao's back.

Just now, her eyes were clear and pure, like a mountain spring, and her expression didn't seem fake. Before, she was repulsive, always with a mean and acrimonious face, completely unlike her current appearance.

She... is indeed a little different from before.

Thinking of his past life, He Jing's gaze instantly turned cold, his eyes becoming even more profound, like a bottomless, icy pool.

Regardless of whether she has changed or not, this woman will only be a menace if she stays at home.

I will give her a letter of divorce tomorrow and let her leave.

Ye Xiaoxiao paused, just in time to hear his inner thoughts.

Does He Jing really want to divorce her? Then she won't be able to complete her mission.

If she doesn't complete the task, she'll be—gone!