Chapter 825: Willing to Wash Hands and Make Soup for You (3)
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The day after returning from the Thirteen Blood Generals Mansion, Zhang Yufeng arrived early at the small villa to report for duty, only to coincidentally encounter Gu Yelin just as he descended from the second floor.
"Young Master Gu." Upon seeing Gu Yelin, Zhang Yufeng couldn’t help but be startled, offering a faint greeting.
To Zhang Yufeng, Gu Yelin had always been a man filled with a wild aura, and she felt an immense pressure around him. It was as if he were an insurmountable mountain, while she was but a fragile blade of grass at its foot, vulnerable to his whim, a single slap from him enough to end her life.
Thus, Zhang Yufeng had always kept a respectful distance from Gu Yelin.
"Qing is still asleep; she’ll need a bit more time," Gu Yelin glanced at Zhang Yufeng indifferently, speaking coldly.
Zhang Yufeng felt as though that casual glance of his was like a cold, sharp blade, lacerating her. She took a deep breath and steadied her mind with effort, finding it terrifying how just a casual look from him could instill fear in her heart.
"There’s no rush; the young lady’s rest is most important." She nodded and took three seconds to completely calm herself down.
Gu Yelin observed Zhang Yufeng’s subtle facial expressions with his peripheral vision and felt somewhat pleased. Being able to steady oneself so quickly under his oppressive aura showed great potential.
"Sit down, feel free," Gu Yelin advised before he rolled up his sleeves elegantly and headed into the kitchen at a leisurely pace.