Chapter 342: Chapter 342 - 342: Contest

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Fu Ting looked down at the two people in the living room, one standing and one sitting. When he met Lian Jing’s calm eyes, he suddenly felt angry. Just as he was thinking about how to counterattack, he suddenly heard light footsteps behind him.

He turned around and saw Shen Yin, who was wearing a short beige jacket with a tight white dress. The skirt was designed in the mermaid style, accentuating the slenderness of her calves.

Fu Ting immediately smiled and made way for her as a gentleman would. He even carefully took her arm to help her down the stairs. “Your outfit today is nice. It suits your figure very well. If my fashion designer saw you, he would definitely invite you to model for him exclusively.”

Shen Yin awkwardly listened to his praise. When she looked up and saw Lian Jing standing at the staircase with a dark expression, she hurriedly quickened her pace and hid behind him.

Lian Jing was very satisfied with her reaction. He raised his head proudly and said casually, “I’m sorry, Yin Yin doesn’t like to talk to unfamiliar people.”

“Is that so?” There was a faint smile on Fu Ting’s face. He smiled gently and said, “Then I was being rude. Yin Yin, please don’t be offended.”

Anger bloomed on Lian Jing’s face. He suddenly strode forward and grabbed Fu Ting’s collar, forcing the latter to look into his eyes. “What did you call her? Are you worthy to address her like that?”

“Lian Jing, what are you doing? We’re family!” Fu Ting spread his hands innocently, as if showing that he had not started the conflict. Then, he slowly looked at Lian Jing. “Let me go. It will benefit you to listen to me.”

“What if I don’t let go?” Lian Jing curled his lips into a cold smile. His cold, sharp look could cut this smug man into pieces.

Fu Ting pursed his lips and did not say anything. The two of them were in a deadlock for a long time before Old Master Lian decided that he had enough of this show. He stood at the head of the stairs and coldly warned, “What are the two of you doing? It’s not good to spar so early in the morning!”

When Shen Yin saw that Old Master Lian had arrived, she hurriedly grabbed Lian Jing’s arm and advised softly, “Don’t be rash. Grandpa is watching you from behind.”

Fu Ting raised his head arrogantly and smiled as he waited for Lian Jing to stop.

Such an opportunity to anger Lian Jing was impossible to come by in the past. This showed that Shen Yin was extraordinarily important to Lian Jing.

Shen Yin finally persuaded Lian Jing to let go. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and clenched his fists by his side. After a moment, he looked up the stairs with a smile and said, “Grandpa, it seems that Cousin Fu’s skills have deteriorated. He has forgotten everything that you’ve taught him.”

Old Master Lian raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Ting playfully. “Have you disobeyed me and stopped training during the years that you were in Liancheng?”

Fu Ting quickly defended himself. “Grandpa, Little Jing has improved too much. I was already no match for him in the past. It’s good that you’re here. I asked Lu Wen to prepare some dishes this morning. I heard that she’s very good at making soup, so I asked her to make some for you to try.”

When Old Master Lian heard this, he walked down the stairs with the help of Butler Chen. He smiled and said, “I didn’t know that this girl was so skilled. You’re so meticulous. You’ve only know her for one night, but you already know what she can and cannot do.”

Fu Ting was slightly stunned. He met Old Master Lian’s half-smiling eyes and suddenly regained his wits. He smiled apologetically and said half-jokingly, “The person Grandpa personally chose to serve me must have some extraordinary skill. How can I let her talents remain buried?”

Lu Wen was delighted when Fu Ting took the initiative to mention her. She nodded and said humbly, “Young Master Fu, you’re flattering me. My cooking skills are poor and cannot compare to the head chef of the Lian family.”

“You’re too humble.” Fu Ting was like a peacemaker. When he spoke to anyone, he would automatically put on a smile that put the person at ease. “Grandpa, do you notice the smell?? Isn’t the fragrance in the living room especially refreshing?”

Old Master Lian went along with him and sniffed carefully. In the end, he nodded and smiled. “That’s right. What soup did you make today?”

They moved to the dining room as they spoke. Lu Wen followed Fu Ting’s instructions and hurriedly ran into the kitchen. She personally brought a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Old Master Lian. “It’s lotus root with pork rib soup. Try it.”

Old Master Lian’s eyes lit up. He pointed at the soup bowl in front of him and smiled. “I remember that this is Yin Yin’s favorite soup. Come and try it too.”

“Okay.” Shen Yin got up and scooped a bowl for Old Master Lian before scooping some soup for herself. She took a mouthful and the fragrance of the pork ribs mixed with the sweetness of the lotus root instantly bloomed in her mouth.

Shen Yin half-closed her eyes in satisfaction and smiled. “It’s really not bad. Grandpa, do you like it?”

Old Master Lian did not touch the soup bowl, but he looked at Lian Jing meaningfully. “Speaking of which, Little Jing is also very good at making soup.

I really miss Little Jing’s cooking.”

“I’ll make it for you this weekend.” Lian Jing bowed his head and agreed without hesitation.

Old Master Lian smiled happily. His gaze inadvertently landed on Fu Ting, and a fleeting glint flashed across his eyes..