The Atypical Young Lady Has Returned
/ The Atypical Young Lady Has Returned Chapter 3
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Under their scrutinizing gazes, Yan Jinyu calmly took out two napkins to wipe her mouth. “If you guys often have to go without meals, you will be very familiar with eating too. Don't mention knives and forks, even if you don't have anything, when you are hungry, you will be able to skillfully stuff food into your mouth.”
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“…” Lin Zimu. That sounded very right.
However, when she used such a calm tone to say that she often had to go without meals, it inevitably made them feel sorry for her.
Yin Jiujin looked at her and then retracted his gaze. “Let's go.”
When they came out of the restaurant, someone had already taken over Lin Zimu's car and sent them straight to the airport.
First class cabin.
The beautiful air stewardess looked at Yin Jiujin and blushed, “Sir, what would you like to drink?”
Yin Jiujin did not answer her. Instead, he looked at Yan Jinyu, who was sitting beside him, “What do you want to drink?”
Yan Jinyu was looking out of the window curiously. When she heard what he said, her eyes lit up, “Anything?”
“Mm-hm.”
“Yogurt, and can I have a few packets please?” The excitement in her eyes didn't seem fake. It was the first time Yin Jiujin had seen such a vivid expression on her face ever since he saw her.
It was just yogurt, so why was she so excited?
He lifted his eyes and looked at the air stewardess. “Get me a cup of coffee too.” The air stewardess was a little frightened by his dark gaze and quickly lowered her head. “Alright, Sir and Miss, please wait for a moment.”
The air stewardess returned very quickly. Yin Jiujin took the coffee, and the yogurt was also placed into Yan Jinyu's hands.
Yin Jiujin placed the coffee cup down after taking a sip. He looked at Yan Jinyu, who was sighing while drinking the packet of yogurt.
She was so satisfied by a packet of yoghurt, so how much hardship had she endured?
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She asked the stewardess to take a few more packets. The stewardess did as she was told and gave her five packets.
Seeing that Yan Jinyu wanted to continue drinking after finishing the third packet, Yin Jiujin finally couldn't help but stop her, “Stop drinking.”
Yan Jinyu looked up at him with her eyes filled with grievance. However, she still obediently put down the yogurt in her hand.
Her aggrieved gaze made Yin Jiujin wonder if he was being too fierce with her.
He softened his tone and said, “It's not that I don't want you to drink it. Don't drink so much in one go. Rest for a while first before you proceed.'
Lin Zimu, who was sitting on the other side, was speechless. Was that still his boss who had always kept his word? Also, why was he talking with this gentle tone?
Furthermore, was the word “gentle” suitable for the business world's God of Slaughter?
Although Miss Yan's experience was worthy of sympathy, the boss's favoritism on her was simply too much.
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The two of them had no idea what Lin Zimu was thinking. After hearing Yin Jiujin's words, the grievance in Yan Jinyu's eyes disappeared. Her eyes were bright and full of spirit again, “Really?”
“Yeah, but it'll be an hour later.”
“One hour it is, as long as you don't confiscate it.” She was so protective of her yoghurt as if someone had confiscated her yogurt before.
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“It's just a few packets of yogurt. No one's going to take them away from you.”
Yan Jinyu's gaze shifted. “From the looks of it, buying a few packets of yogurt shouldn't be a big deal to you. Since that's the case, why don't you buy it for me when we reach the North City that you mentioned?”
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Yin Jiujin looked at her while holding the cup of coffee. “Do you really like it that much?”
Yan Jinyu nodded repeatedly. “Yes, I like it very much.” However, they always gave her limited quantities.
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Seeing her like this, Yin Jiujin almost couldn't help but raise his hand to pinch her face. Fortunately, he quickly stopped himself and took a sip of coffee before turning his face away. “I'll buy it for you in North City.”
Her eyes lit up. “Do you mean what you say?”
“Mm-hm.”
Yan Jinyu propped up her chin and looked at him. “I think you're a pretty good person. I've decided to acknowledge you as my fiancé.”
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Lin Zimu almost spat out the coffee in his mouth.
Was she unwilling to acknowledge this fiancé before this?
Master Nine was feared by many people. No matter where he went, people would rush to curry favor with him. Yet, she actually said that Master Nine had only caught her eye now. She was really ignorant and fearless!
Yin Jiujin was stunned, and he thought that he'd misheard. After all, no one had dared to speak to him in such a tone in all these years, let alone making such a comment.
He raised his eyebrows, “Oh? Should I say it's my honor then?”
“You can't say that either. Since you're the one who is bringing me back, I'll naturally acknowledge the engagement. However, this is the admission from the bottom of my heart.” She looked at him. “Speaking of which, I still don't know your name. How should I address you in the future?”
“Yin Jiujin, my name.” After a pause, he continued, “Everyone calls me Master Nine.”
“Master Nine?” Yan Jinyu shook her head. “That's not a good name. I don't like to call others master. You don't look much older than me. I'll call you Brother Nine from now on.”
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Lin Zimu had learned his lesson and did not drink anything. If not, he would not be able to hold it in this time and would really spit it out.
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Master Nine was an honorific to the boss. What the hell was Brother Nine?
It wouldn't be appropriate to use such endearments on the boss!
However, this endearment was extremely refreshing to Yin Jiujin.
Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Yan Jinyu said, “If you don't like me calling you that, why don't you change it? What should I call you then? Anyway, I simply can't call you Master Nine.”
“Whatever.”
“Then I'll call you Brother Nine. I've never called anyone else master, nor have I called anyone else brother. You're the first person whom I called brother.”
Yin Jiujin obviously enjoyed her explanations.
“Since you've introduced yourself to me, I should return the favor too. My name is Yan Jinyu but you know that. Everyone calls me Beauty Yu. You can call me that in the future too.”
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“Beauty?” Yin Jiujin sized her up with a strange look in his eyes. “With your shriveled body and palm-sized face, which part of you looks beautiful?” She was clearly a child.
But Lin Zimu did not think so.
Miss Yan was just a little thin, but her face was undeniably a beauty. If she dressed up properly, even the daughters of the noble families in the capital might not be able to hold a candle to her.
Speaking of which, it was because Miss Yan's eyes were clean that people would subconsciously ignore the advantage of her looks and treat her like a child.
Yan Jinyu glared at him. “How am I not a beauty? Am I not considered pretty when I look like this?”
“You're not ugly.” She was indeed quite pleasing to the eye.
He could recognize her at a glance. He had seen a photo of their grandmothers when they was young. She looked exactly like her grandmother.
The Yan Family's matriarch, Feng Yan, was a well-known beauty when she was young. However, even though she clearly had similar looks, he simply couldn't use the word “beauty” on her.
He frowned when he saw her insert the straw into a new packet of yogurt. “I just told you that you can only drink it in an hour.”
“I like to drink yogurt whenever I'm in a bad mood.” Of course, she liked to drink it when she was in a good mood too. No, it should be said that she liked to drink it at any time.
She was not born with this preference. It happened only after her first murder.
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The taste of yogurt could suppress the disgusting smell of blood.
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“I can't believe you're saying that I'm just not ugly when I look like this. You're making me feel bad.”
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“…” Yin Jiujin. Was she angry? He was clearly telling the truth.
“You're only allowed to drink one packet.”
Yan Jinyu snorted coldly and ignored him.
Upon seeing this, Yin Jiujin took the initiative to change the topic. “I wanted to ask you earlier. Is that… a watch on your left hand?”
Chapter end
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