LIGHTNOVELONLINE
Chapter 142
“Triangular thing?” Gu Muxi was taken aback, then quickly realized what he meant, her face flushing instantly.
“Alright, wait a moment, I’ll get it for you.”
Gu Muxi ran into the room and pulled out a purple one.
Yikes, this color, spooky enough!
After coming out, she pinched it with two fingers, a look of disgust on her face as she stuffed the underwear through the crack in the door.
Yi Feng: “…”
“Is it necessary to be like this, Gu Muxi? I’m not poisonous!”
“Stop complaining and catch it!” Gu Muxi yelled, holding her nose.
Yi Feng caught it, shaking his head secretly. This girl must have something against me!
Dressed and out, Yi Feng saw Gu Muxi cooking something in the kitchen, the air filled with a pungent odor.
“Hm? Gu Muxi, what are you cooking that smells so bad?”
“Ginger soup. You seem to have a cold coming on, so I’m making you some ginger soup to ward off the chill,” Gu Muxi responded without turning around.
Yi Feng felt touched inside. Gu Muxi does care about me!
That’s really nice!
I’m moved to tears!
Yi Feng walked into the kitchen, only to be dumbfounded at the sight.
“This, this, this is ginger soup??”
He saw at least five whole pieces of ginger in the pot, whole pieces! The water was almost boiled away!
This wasn’t ginger soup; it was ginger juice!
And… she didn’t even slice the ginger, and there was still dirt in the crevices!
Damn! Was I supposed to savor the fragrance of soil? “Yes, I put five pieces of ginger in it. The medicinal effect should be excellent. You won’t catch a cold after drinking it,” Gu Muxi said, stirring the pot with a spoon.
The juice in the pot, turning almost black, looked nothing like ginger soup. It was practically poison!
Yi Feng gasped, thinking that a sip might not cause diarrhea but would definitely cause inflammation.
“Cough, Gu Muxi, you’re really nice to me. I’m very moved, but… let’s skip the ginger soup. I don’t feel like I have a cold at all! Feeling great!”
Yi Feng forced a smile, patting his chest to show his health.
“No way, you just sneezed. If we don’t expel the cold, you’re bound to catch a cold.”
“It should be ready now. Give it a try!” Gu Muxi turned off the fire, seemingly very pleased with her creation.
If it weren’t for your heroic act of saving someone, I wouldn’t bother making ginger soup for you!
“Try it?” Yi Feng, covered in sweat, knew that a taste would likely be the end of him.
“I’ll pour you a bowl. You have to drink it all!” Gu Muxi casually grabbed a bowl and filled it with the soup, just enough to fill the bowl.
Five whole pieces of ginger boiled down to one bowl of water!
Yi Feng looked at the murky juice, swallowing hard.
“Gu Muxi, isn’t that a bit much? Do we have to?”
Gu Muxi rolled her eyes at him, earnestly saying, “What do you mean, too much? Drinking more will help dispel the cold faster.”
Yi Feng paused, was that even a thing? Where did she learn that?
“That’s too much…”
Gu Muxi pouted, looking reproachfully at him, “What, are you going to reject my kindness?”
He couldn’t stand Gu Muxi’s look, gritting his teeth and saying, “Fine, I’ll drink it!”
Yi Feng, with a tragic expression, tremblingly lifted the bowl to his lips and took a sip.
The moment the soup touched his tongue, the intense and spicy flavor of ginger shot straight to his brain!
He almost ascended to heaven!
“How is it, tasty, right?” Gu Muxi looked at him expectantly.
“Um, delicious,” Yi Feng, struggling to keep the turmoil in his stomach at bay, managed a smile.
Suddenly, the sound of the door opening was heard, seemingly Yi Feng’s parents returning.
“Hey, Gu Muxi, my parents are back. Go open the door!” Yi Feng saw a glimmer of hope and quickly called out.
“Oh, okay!” Gu Muxi turned and ran out of the kitchen to open the door.
Yi Feng quickly poured the ginger soup down the kitchen sink, then carried the bowl out of the kitchen.
At the door, Yi Jianbing and Meng Xiaoyun entered, chatting with Gu Muxi.
“Son, what’s that smell? What were you cooking in the kitchen?” Meng Xiaoyun curiously asked.
Gu Muxi sweetly replied, “Auntie, I thought Yi Feng seemed to have a cold, so I made him some ginger soup.”
“Ah, Xixi, you’re so nice, even making ginger soup for Little Feng. You’re so good to him!” Meng Xiaoyun exclaimed, clasping Gu Muxi’s hand with a warm smile.
“Hehe, it’s nothing~ Just a small thing~” Gu Muxi replied demurely.
Yi Feng forced a smile, knowing that finishing the soup would have been a big deal!
Gu Muxi turned back to see Yi Feng holding the empty bowl, asking, “Yi Feng, did you finish it all?”
“Uh, yes, I drank it all in one go. It was so delicious!”
“Now, I just feel warm all over, even sweating!” Yi Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, forcing a laugh.
Hearing this, Gu Muxi’s heart bloomed with joy, feeling she had done something significant for Yi Feng, very pleased with herself.
“That’s good. If you catch a cold again, I’ll make it for you! Don’t worry, leave it to me!” Gu Muxi confidently stated.
Yi Feng: “(；?＿?)……”
Does she actually want me to catch a cold?!
Drink it again? I’d like to live a few more years!
Meng Xiaoyun patted her hand, saying, “Xixi, stay for dinner today.”
“I’ll cook something delicious for you.”
Gu Muxi, holding her hand, sweetly replied, “Okay, thank you, Auntie~”
…
The next morning, Yi Feng got up early to prepare for work.
While washing up in the bathroom, he noticed a small pimple on his lip.
“Damn! Gu Muxi’s ginger soup was too potent! I got inflamed already?” Yi Feng was speechless.
He didn’t catch a cold, but he ended up with inflammation…
Well, I’ll just go buy a bottle of herbal tea to cool down.
Yi Feng went downstairs, ready to cycle to the office, when suddenly a call came in from an unknown number.
Curious, Yi Feng still answered the phone.
“Hello, who is this?”
“Ah, is this President Yi? Hello, hello, I’m Pan Chengfu from Shengde.”
Yi Feng narrowed his eyes. The CEO of Shengde Company was calling him personally, and the tone was surprisingly polite. He roughly guessed the reason.
After cooperating with Shengde Company, Yi Feng had met Pan Chengfu a few times and exchanged a few words.
“Oh, President Pan, I’m sorry, I almost didn’t recognize your voice. Is there something you need?”
“Ha, President Yi, you jest. How could I dare to instruct you? I’m calling to apologize. Those last two shipments were Nie Xin’s doing on his own, and I only found out afterward! I’ve severely reprimanded Nie Xin, deducted his annual bonus, and… I’d like to invite you to dinner. I’ll have him apologize to you in person. Rest assured, any losses caused by those shipments, any and all of your losses, our Shengde Company will take full responsibility!”
Yi Feng knew they must have guessed something, like the online exposure of Shengde Company being related to him.
They were calling to make peace now!
Everything was as he expected!
“Oh, if President Pan insists with such sincerity, it would be rude of me to refuse. Alright, I’ll follow President Pan’s arrangements,” Yi Feng replied cheerfully.
“Ha ha! Great, President Yi, you’re so straightforward, and you’re giving me a lot of face. I’m truly grateful. Let’s do this: today at noon, 12 o’clock, at Tao Tao Ju, I’ll book a private room and send you the details!” Pan Chengfu laughed over the phone.
After a bit more polite chit-chat, they hung up.
…
Inside the Shengde Company office.
Pan Chengfu put down his phone, relieved but with a somber expression.
Nie Xin didn’t dare speak, the office deathly silent.
After being bombarded by calls and internet backlash for two days, he hadn’t slept well, looked haggard, and sprouted more white hair.
He realized the only person he’d offended in the past two years was Yi Feng, and seeing the online posts and screenshots, he guessed it was probably Yi Feng’s doing.
He hadn’t expected Yi Feng to be so ruthless!
For the little benefit from Zhao Xingye, he ended up in this sorry state, possibly even losing his job.
He was full of regret!
Under Pan Chengfu’s questioning the day before, he had no choice but to confess about offending Yi Feng, but he hid his collaboration with Zhao Xingye.
If Pan Chengfu knew he took benefits from Zhao Xingye to harm Yi Feng, he would be furious.
To defuse the situation, Pan Chengfu had called Yi Feng personally, hoping to smooth things over.
After all, to undo the damage of the online post, they needed Yi Feng to retract it.
Pan Chengfu glared at Nie Xin, gritting his teeth, “Nie Xin, look what you’ve done!”
“I just called him, invited him to lunch. If you can’t settle this, I’ll deal with you! Damn it!”
Nie Xin trembled, nodding quickly, “Yes, yes, President Pan, I, I will sincerely apologize to President Yi!”
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