Chapter 406: The Little Angel is Flirting with Master Again.
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Poor thing.
The moment he opened his mouth, he killed the conversation. It’s a wonder how Miss Shen never got tired of him every day. If it were anyone else, they would have given up long ago. A sadist and a masochist. Miss Shen and Master are indeed a perfect match.
“Have I grown fat?”
Shen Qianshu moved slowly in her seat and asked a helper to bring her a weighing scale. Shen Qianshu stepped on it and widened her eyes in shock.
“101 pounds?” Shen Qianshu could not believe it. A bolt from the blue!!!
Her weight had gone over 100.
The helper said, “Miss Shen, you are so tall. Your expected weight is above 110. You are not heavy at all, so don’t listen to Master.”
“Look at those female celebrities who are 168cm tall. They only weigh 90 pounds…” Shen Qianshu clenched her fist. “I want to slim down!”
Ye Ling’s face darkened, and there was a tinge of unhappiness in his amber eyes. He stared at her coldly. Shen Qianshu sat on the carpet, looking pitiful with two hands on her chin. She stared at him sadly. “Master, do you mind that I’m fat?”
“I don’t!” She was so skinny that she was only left with bones. How could she slim down any further? She was nice and round and smooth, so adorable.
“You do mind that I’m fat.” Shen Qianshu was angry. She turned around and stormed upstairs.
Ye Ling’s gaze darkened. As he stared at her back, he felt anger.
Zhong Ran tried to help. “Master, women are very sensitive about their age and weight. Those are secrets. How could you tell Miss Shen that she has been eating too much lately?”
Ye Ling responded. “I just wanted to say that she has been eating a lot lately and having a good appetite, so we could get the kitchen to cook more of her favorites.”
“…” Zhong Ran stared at Ye Ling.
Speech is a form of art!
He’s a blockhead.
He will never learn. Give up!
“Oh…”
Shen Qianshu’s appetite had been really good lately. She had been eating more because she exercised more. Every morning, she trained hard for two hours with Ye Ling. After dinner every night, she would rest for an hour before practicing to battle with the security guards.
This led her to have three proper meals every day and even afternoon tea and supper.
Gaining 3 pounds was no wonder.
But she had looked slimmer. As her muscles became firmer, her body figure looked nicer.
During their meal, Shen Qianshu ate sadly as if she was counting the rice. The chef had made her Sichuan Mala Hotpot. There was her favorite bullfrog, and the entire pot was really red and fragrant. Shen Qianshu salivated as she looked at it. After having two mouths of it to satisfy her cravings, she never touched her chopsticks again. She counted the rice and stopped after eating one-third of her rice. Then, she began drinking fruit juice.
Ye Ling’s face was so serious that it was intimidating. He looked at the leftover rice in the bowl made of bone china and noticed that she did not even eat much of the dishes that she usually loved. He took a deep breath and said, “You’re full?”
“I’m full.”
Can’t eat and drink crazily again.
Ye Ling’s eyes darkened, and Shen Qianshu was stunned. She poured some soup for herself and took little sips, feeling like she could take half an hour to finish it. Ye Ling bore with her. “You aren’t fat!”
Shen Qianshu was actually just being pretentious. She could not care less about her weight moving up or down. She was just trying to mess around with Ye Ling. That was the joy she found in her life. Otherwise, life would be boring.
She resisted the temptation of finishing the entire hotpot so that she could mess around with him. She admired herself for being able to resist the temptation.
Just as she was thinking, bullfrogs were put into her bowl. “Eat it!”
“Master…”
“You were really nice back then,” Ye Ling said.
Back then?
“Seven years ago.”
Shen Qianshu flirted with him playfully. She smiled at him. “So, do you think I looked good back then?”
“… Eat up!”
Indeed, he had gone angry from feeling shy.
Shen Qianshu smiled and cleared her throat, kicking away her slippers. Then, she poked Ye Ling’s leg with her toes and dragged her voice. “Maaaster…”