Even Dogs Don't Eat_1

Fu Yunshen glanced at the woman behind him in the rearview mirror. Although it was a little dark, he could still see her palm-sized face. At this moment, it was as wrinkled as a bun, and she would gasp from time to time. For some reason… there was a very strange feeling.

However, he quickly shook his head to shake off the feeling. Why would he find this disgusting woman cute? It had to be an illusion.

Seeing that the villa behind them was getting further and further away until they could no longer see it after turning a corner, Le Yao finally relaxed. Then, she felt sleepy and actually fell asleep. Dancing and kicking Nangong Jue to escape were all very tiring.

When she woke again, she found herself lying in a strange room with a small night light beside her.

She sat up hurriedly and realized that her clothes were still intact and that her feet had been wrapped into dumplings. They had obviously been treated.

It hurt a little when she stood, but it was bearable. There was a pair of men's slippers in front of the bed, which suited her bandaged feet.

After leaving the bedroom, she realized that Fu Yunshen was busy in the open kitchen. When he heard the noise, he turned around and looked at her. "You were sleeping soundly and didn't wake up, so I could only bring you back. Your feet have already been treated. They're all superficial wounds, nothing serious… If you're hungry, wait. I only know how to cook noodles. It's too late now, so I can't order takeout."

Le Yao sat down in a chair. "Thank you." He had carried her up from the car and even applied medicine to her feet. She felt a little embarrassed just thinking about it.

"How are you going to thank me?" Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I don't have any money now. Nangong Jue won't give me the breakup fee he promised. I still have to live on what little money I have. So, how about this? If you need any help in the future, I won't refuse as long as I can help." Le Yao looked serious. "How about it?"

Fu Yunshen did not say anything else. Instead, he brought out the noodles he had cooked. "Although it doesn't look very good, it tastes alright."

Le Yao looked at the sticky bowl and smirked. It would be strange if it tasted good.

Fu Yunshen sat down and started eating. "Is it not delicious? I think it's not bad." At least it was cooked.

"Well…" Le Yao's lips twitched. "I don't even have the appetite to eat this. I don't even think the dogs will eat it."

Fu Yunshen was speechless.

Who are you scolding? You don't eat it yourself, so you're a dog? I usually eat this. Am I worse than a dog? Fu Yunshen thought.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to swallow the noodles in his mouth or not.

Le Yao didn't care what Fu Yunshen was thinking. She went to the kitchen to search for ingredients and found that the ingredients were quite abundant. There was even half a bag of flour. She immediately made two sets of handmade noodles and mixed a tomato egg marinade.

Fu Yunshen looked at the noodles she made and then at the noodles he had cooked. He silently pushed the bowl away.

"There's not much time. Let's just make do with it for now." Le Yao filled a big bowl for Fu Yunshen, then poured the marinade on the surface and pushed it in front of him.

Fu Yunshen swallowed his saliva and took a tentative bite. His eyes immediately lit up. "Han Binglan, when did you learn to cook? I remember that you almost burned down his villa in order to cook for Sir Jue…" Later on, that kitchen alone cost 100,000 yuan to renovate.