176: Chapter 176 Eating, Drinking, and Having Fun

Early the next morning.

Sunlight spilled into the room through the cracks of the carved wooden window.

Lin Ye was woken up by a strong smell of burning.

He opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

Leng Yue and Frost Star beside him had already gotten up.

"Holy shit, what is this smell... Is someone refining pills in the kitchen?"

Lin Ye put on his clothes and hurried down the stairs.

As soon as he reached the first-floor backyard, he saw billows of smoke rolling out of the kitchen.

Ayugu pinched her nose, stood in the courtyard, and frantically fanned the air with a large cattail-leaf fan while cursing under her breath.

"Cough, cough, cough! Foreign woman! Do you even know how to cook? The fuck is this, frying eggs or frying an explosive pack?!"

Helena's aggrieved and flustered voice came from the kitchen.

"I... I put in oil according to the recipe... But the fire was too big... In the West, breakfast at our monastery is only cold bread and plain water..."

Lin Ye walked over and took a look.

Good grief.

The dignified chief nun of the Inquisition was currently wearing that sexy black cheongsam with slits reaching the root of her thighs, layered with a pink apron patterned with Doraemon on the outside.

Holding a spatula, she was at a loss facing an indescribable black mass in the frying pan that exuded a pungent, burnt smell.

Her original silver short hair had turned somewhat grayish from the oily smoke.

Her beautiful face was stained with a few streaks of black ash, making her look just like a big calico cat that had just crawled out of a coal mine.

Her huge chest heaved violently from tension. That pitiful, pitiful look of wanting to cry yet not daring to, coupled with this extremely incongruous kitchen background, simply left one speechless and amused.

"Alright, alright, turn off the stove."

Lin Ye stepped forward, snatched the spatula from her hand, and casually turned off the gas stove.

"I spent a lot of money to hire you back so you could be a bodyguard and chop people up, not to blow up the kitchen."

"With your cooking skills, I reckon those Paladins pedaling bicycles in the basement below would get food poisoning if they ate it."

Helena lowered her head, her hands twisting the edge of her apron.

"I'm sorry... Boss, I just wanted to... wanted to make breakfast for you. To prove that besides killing, I have other value."

Ever since her faith collapsed, Helena had been extremely lacking in a sense of security.

She desperately wanted to find a positioning beside this Eastern man that could prove her own existence.

Last night, seeing Lin Ye's undisguised pampering of Leng Yue and Frost Star, feelings of jealousy unprecedentedly sprouted in her heart.

Therefore, she got up early today, wanting to learn to wash her hands and make soup like the women of Great Xia.

As a result, reality gave her a heavy slap in the face.

Seeing Helena's red-rimmed eyes and the look of someone about to cry, the trace of irritation in Lin Ye's heart dissipated.

He pulled out a tissue and reached out to wipe those streaks of black ash off Helena's face.

"Alright, don't look so immensely aggrieved. The cuisine of Great Xia is profound and extensive; how could a Western nun who drinks cold water and gnaws on hard bread learn it in a single day?"

Although Lin Ye's action of wiping her face was rough, the temperature transmitted from his fingertips made Helena's heartbeat accelerate once more.

She stood obediently, not daring to move, letting Lin Ye wipe her face.

"Go wash your face. I'll give you a day off today, no need to watch the front door. Come out with us."

Lin Ye turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Helena stood frozen in place, an incredible ecstasy flashing through her icy blue eyes.

"Yes! Thank you, Boss!"

Half an hour later.

Fatty Wang drove his newly repainted black george patton back with a few baskets of xiaolongbao and tofu pudding from the breakfast shop at the entrance of the old street, solving the breakfast crisis for everyone at the Funeral Shop.

At the dining table.

Fatty Wang bit into a bun while reporting with his tablet.

"Boss, the funds from last night's auction totaled 2.6 billion. I just contacted the Jiangzhou Amusement Park; it will be closed to the public today and exclusively reserved for us."

"Also, regarding the custom-made clothes you ordered, I've already had Jiangzhou's largest high-end custom mall reserve a storefront."

Lin Ye took a sip of soy milk and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well done. No business today, no immortal cultivation today, the main theme is eating, drinking, and making merry."

"Long live!"

Frost Star cheered, excitement flashing in her heterochromatic pupils.

Ten in the morning.

The george patton parked outside Hang Lung Plaza, the most high-end mall in Jiangzhou.

When Lin Ye led the group into the mall's main entrance, it instantly attracted almost everyone's attention.

This lineup was simply too explosive.

Lin Ye walked at the very front, wearing a well-tailored black casual suit. His figure was upright, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes.

The ruffian-like handsome charm emanating from his bones and the composure of a superior made people unable to look away at all.

To his left was Leng Yue, wearing a moon-white improved modern cheongsam.

The Millennium Drought Demon's cold, otherworldly, noble, and inviolable mature-sister aura left passing men without even the courage to look her straight in the eye, forcing them to secretly swallow their saliva.

To his right was Frost Star, linking arms with him.

Today, the little loli wore a seductive pair of denim ultra-shorts paired with a tight white T-shirt.

Her exaggeratedly plump upper chest and straight, slender white legs, matching her pure face with silver-blue twin tails, made her practically a walking hormone harvester.

And Helena, following at the very back—although wearing last night's black cheongsam with extremely high slits and keeping her head down like a little sidekick—was still eye-catching.

"Oh my god, who is this man? Is he the young master of some chaebol in Jiangzhou? The female companions he brought along are insanely top-tier!"

"Those two mixed-race beauties are simply peerless! Especially the silver-blue twin-tailed one, does that figure even really exist?"

Whispers constantly drifted from the surroundings.

Lin Ye was long used to this.

The group headed straight for the top-floor high-end custom clothing area.

The mall manager had long received Fatty Wang's notification and respectfully waited at the entrance with a few gold-medal shopping guides.

"Mr. Lin, hello. All the seasonal new arrivals have been prepared for you. What style would the ladies like to look at first?" The manager bowed with a flattering smile.

Lin Ye sat down on a genuine leather sofa and crossed his legs.

"Don't ask me, just take good care of these few ancestral grandmothers."

The shopping guides instantly understood, leading the three stunning beauties with completely different styles toward the fitting area.

Frost Star was like a little mouse that had entered a rice jar.

Because her body had just blossomed, she could no longer fit into all those pink, cute cartoon clothes from before.

Seeing all these dazzling adult women's clothes now, she was extremely excited.

She directly grabbed a deep V-neck red tight bodycon dress and gestured it against her body.

Several male shopping guides in the mall almost sprayed nosebleeds and hurriedly turned their heads away.

Lin Ye supported his forehead.

Although this girl's body had matured, her mentality still lingered in that uninhibited loli stage.

This kind of pure yet seductive straightforwardness was truly lethal.

"The color is too gaudy, change to something more elegant. With your figure, you'd look good wrapped in a burlap sack; you don't need this kind of clothes to set it off."

Lin Ye unassumingly flattered her.

Frost Star was praised until her heart blossomed with joy, instantly dropping the red dress and running off to pick something else.