Chapter 17: Bully's Midnight Snack? That's a Full Manchu-Han Imperial Feast for the Whole Family!
The roar of the ferrari's engine sounded particularly piercing in the manor late at night.
Lu Shixuan slammed on the brakes and parked the car in front of the main building.
Regardless of whether the car was parked straight, he pushed the door open and got out, slamming it with a thunderous bang.
"What time is it? Won't you let people sleep?"
He cursed under his breath as he loosened his tie and walked into the house.
Behind him, Lu Sisi was wrapped in a men's leather jacket, which Lu Shixuan had "thrown" to her earlier in the car because he thought it was too hot.
She followed him at a jog, her face still flushed with an excitement that hadn't yet faded.
"A Xuan, wait for me!"
"Wait for what? If your legs are short, take more calcium tablets!"
Lu Shixuan didn't look back, walking with long strides.
This silly girl, she just finished singing for two hours; her physical strength is exhausted, yet she's still running?
The skin on her heels is already rubbed raw, and those sky-high heels are so tall—doesn't she get tired wearing them?
Walk slower, or else she'll sprain her ankle trying to catch up with me, and tomorrow's headline will be 'Lu Sisi Falls Flat on Her Face.'
While Lu Shixuan was complaining in his heart, his steps honestly slowed down.
He even pretended to kick a small pebble by the roadside, dawdling for a few seconds.
Lu Sisi caught up and naturally took hold of his arm.
"Let go! It's boiling hot!"
Lu Shixuan shook her off with feigned disgust, but when he couldn't, he just let her have her way.
The hall was brightly lit.
Eldest Sister Lu Qingwan, Second Sister Lu Zhirou, Third Sister Lu Hongyi, and even the Fourth Sister Lu Shuyao, who was obsessed with writing scripts, were all there.
The four of them were sitting neatly on the sofa, staring at the door with burning eyes.
That look wasn't like they were looking at their brother, but rather like they were looking at a living deity who had just descended to earth.
Lu Shixuan's heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, a joint trial?
No, this look is too kind—so kind it's giving me goosebumps.
They must have watched the live stream and are definitely going to praise me again.
No way, I have to strike first!
Lu Shixuan threw his jacket onto the sofa, slumped into it, crossed his legs, and put on the air of a wealthy landlord.
"What are you looking at? Never seen a handsome guy before?"
He patted his stomach with a look of impatience.
"This Young Master is hungry! I was playing the piano and shouting on stage just now; my physical exertion was huge."
"I want a midnight snack! Now! Immediately! Right away!"
Ye Chen, who had been hiding in the shadows of the staircase corner, saw his eyes light up instantly upon hearing this.
An opportunity!
It was already one in the morning, and the servants had long since gone to sleep.
Lu Shixuan making such a fuss about wanting food at this time was simply tormenting people!
This was typical playboy behavior!
The sisters had worked all day and were so tired; they would definitely resent this kind of unreasonable behavior.
Ye Chen clenched his fists and muttered in his heart: Scold him!
Hurry up and scold him for being so inconsiderate!
However.
Lu Qingwan put down the financial magazine in her hand and said in a gentle tone, "What do you want to eat? I'll have the kitchen get up and make it."
"The kitchen?"
Lu Shixuan gave a cold laugh, his eyes scanning his four sisters critically.
"I'm tired of the food the kitchen makes. Is that even fit for humans?"
"I want to eat what you guys make!"
He pointed at Lu Qingwan's hand and then at Lu Zhirou.
"Eldest Sister, I want to eat your Yangchun Noodles. Second Sister, I want to drink the chicken soup you stew. Third Sister... you know how to chop vegetables, right? Cut me a fruit platter. As for Fourth Sister..."
Lu Shixuan glanced at Lu Shuyao's hands, which were only good for typing on a keyboard.
"You peel garlic for me! I want to eat Sliced Pork with Garlic Sauce!"
"If one thing is missing, This Young Master will flip this table!"
The room fell into a deathly silence.
Ye Chen almost laughed out loud upstairs.
Crazy!
Lu Shixuan is absolutely crazy!
Making a female CEO worth hundreds of billions cook?
Making a divine doctor who holds a scalpel stew soup?
Making a criminal investigation captain cut fruit?
Making a great writer peel garlic?
He's treating his sisters like servants!
They should blow up now, right?
Lu Shixuan's heart was also pounding.
Was this wave too much?
Eldest Sister has never lifted a finger in the kitchen; last time she went in, she almost burned her eyebrows off.
Second Sister has a germaphobia and hates the smell of oily smoke the most.
Third Sister uses a knife to cut people; cutting fruit is simply a waste of talent.
I'm doing this on purpose to make things difficult for them!
I'm humiliating their dignity!
Quick!
Throw the apron in my face!
Scold me for being ungrateful!
However.
In the next second.
Lu Qingwan stood up, rolled up her sleeves, and revealed her snowy white wrists.
"Fine."
Just one word, crisp and neat.
Lu Zhirou pushed up her glasses, the corners of her mouth turning up: "Perfect, I'm hungry too. Do you want wolfberries in the chicken soup?"
Lu Hongyi had already picked up an apple from the fruit bowl, her fruit knife performing a beautiful flourish: "Is it okay if I cut it into rabbit shapes?"
Lu Shuyao put down her script, her eyes fanatical: "Peeling garlic? Such an action full of the breath of life... perhaps it can help me find the pain of low-level characters! A Xuan, you really are my muse!"
Four women whose combined net worth was enough to shake the Capital actually walked toward the kitchen in unison for this one unreasonable request.
Lu Shixuan was dumbfounded.
Wait... this script isn't right!
Shouldn't you be angry?
Shouldn't you think I'm being unreasonable?
Eldest Sister, that shirt of yours is high-end silk!
If it gets splashed with oil, it'll be ruined!
Second Sister, those hands of yours are insured for tens of millions!
Using them to kill a chicken?
Crazy, the whole family is crazy.
Sigh, the kitchen floor is slippery; the servants just mopped it.
Eldest Sister is wearing high heels; don't let her fall later.
No, I have to go supervise.
I've already thought of a reason: I'll say I'm afraid they'll sneak a bite!
Lu Shixuan jumped up and rushed toward the kitchen.
"Hurry up! Stop dawdling! This Young Master is going to supervise you. Whoever dares to cut corners, I'll deduct their pocket money!"
Watching Lu Shixuan's hurried and even somewhat flustered back.
Ye Chen, on the stairs, felt his worldview collapse once again.
Why?
He was so cautious in this house, even having to check their expressions just to drink a glass of water.
Lu Shixuan bossed everyone around like a lord, and as a result, the whole family pampered him?
Even the Eldest Sister, who was usually the most principled, was willing to cook noodles for him?
"Damn it..."
Ye Chen's nails dug deep into his palms, and blood seeped out.
"Lu Shixuan, you just wait. Tomorrow... tomorrow Young Master Lin will make his move."
"When that time comes, I'll see if you can still be this arrogant!"
...Half an hour later.
The dining table was covered with food that had a terrible appearance.
The noodles were clumped together, unidentified black objects floated in the chicken soup, the fruit platter was cut like a murder scene, and the garlic in the Sliced Pork with Garlic Sauce... was in whole cloves.
Lu Shixuan looked at this table of "dark cuisine," his mouth twitching.
This is too eyesore to behold, isn't it?
Are these noodles of Eldest Sister's undercooked or overcooked?
How can they be like paste?
This chicken soup of Second Sister's... the chicken gall must have burst, right?
It looks bitter.
These apples of Third Sister's—every piece carries a murderous aura.
If I eat this stuff, I'll have to spend the night in the bathroom.
Lu Qingwan somewhat awkwardly wiped the flour off her hands, her eyes carrying a hint of expectation and a hint of nervousness.
"A Xuan, try it? It's been too long since I made it, so maybe..."
"It tastes terrible!"
Lu Shixuan cursed before even eating.
"Just looking at this appearance makes me lose my appetite! Even a pig wouldn't eat this!"
While cursing, he picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a large clump of the mushy noodles, and stuffed them into his mouth.
"Bah! It's so salty! Eldest Sister, did you knock over the salt jar?"
Despite saying "bah," his throat honestly swallowed it down.
Immediately after, he picked up the bowl of blackened chicken soup and gulped down a large mouthful.
"Bitter! It's awful! Second Sister, are you trying to poison me so you can inherit my Huabei?"
He then grabbed a strangely shaped piece of apple and bit off half with a crunch.
"What kind of thing is this? It's hideous!"
Lu Shixuan devoured the food like a whirlwind, cursing under his breath, but his hands never stopped moving.
In less than ten minutes.
The "dark cuisine" on the table was completely wiped out by him.
Finally, he let out a loud burp and slammed the bowl down hard.
"Terrible! It was too terrible! You're not allowed to make it again! It's simply a waste of ingredients!"
Whew... I'm stuffed to death.
These noodles are indeed salty, but that's a burn on Eldest Sister's hand, isn't it?
A large area has turned red.
If I don't finish it, she'll definitely feel guilty.
This chicken soup may be bitter, but Second Sister put in calming traditional medicine; she's probably afraid I'll be too excited from the concert to sleep, right?
And these apples—Third Sister even cut her hand while slicing them; did she think I didn't see the Band-Aid she was hiding behind her back?
Sigh, this group of silly women.
To make sure they don't suffer in the kitchen again, I can only belittle this meal as worthless.
System, this wave of 'wasting food + insulting my elder sisters' counts as completing the task, right?
Hurry up and settle the rewards!
Lu Qingwan looked at the empty bowls and plates, listening to her brother's heart that spoke contrary to his words.
Her eyes turned red instantly.
She quietly hid the burned back of her hand behind her and wore the gentlest smile of the night.
"Fine, since it's terrible, I'll go learn. Next time, I'll definitely make something good for you to eat."
Lu Shixuan: "..."
Don't learn!
I beg you!
I just want to eat takeout!
Ding!
Detected that the host has completed 'Late Night Harassment + Binge Eating' behavior.
Although the original intention was to disgust the sisters, the actual effect was 'eating dark cuisine with tears in his eyes because he felt bad for his sisters' hard work.'
System Judgment: The host is not only a bully but also has an iron stomach.
Reward: 5 million in cash.
Reward: Divine Physique (Poison Immunity Version).
villain points: +0 (System Note: host, as long as you're happy.)
Lu Shixuan slumped into his chair in despair.
"I'm tired, let the world be destroyed."
Just then, his phone suddenly vibrated.
An unfamiliar text message popped up.
"Tomorrow night at eight, the Underground Boxing Arena. Do you dare to come and play? — Lin Zihao."
Lu Shixuan looked at the text, and his previously dead eyes lit up instantly.
Underground Boxing Arena?
That's a real den of iniquity!
It's also the place where the villain in the original story gets slapped in the face and even has his leg broken!
Fantastic!
Finally, there's something a proper villain should do!
That grandson Lin Zihao definitely wants to get even.
As long as I go, lose everything, and get into a ton of debt, the Lu family definitely won't be able to protect me!
Lu Shixuan jumped up and ran upstairs with an excited face.
"Time to sleep! Tomorrow I have big things to do!"
Watching his cheerful back, Lu Hongyi narrowed her eyes.
"Underground Boxing Arena?"
She took out her phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, SWAT Team? Tomorrow night at eight, everyone on standby. Target: the South City Underground Boxing Arena."
"Yes, someone wants to touch my brother. Flatten that place... for me."