Chapter 014 (1/2)

The Complete Guide to the Use and Care of a Personal Assistant

Translator: Jury

Editor: NomNom

First Published on Chaleuria

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Chapter Fourteen

Ling Miao tipped the burned food in the pot into the trash, then filled the pot with cold water and put it back on the stove. “I hope this can be washed clean.”

Having said his piece Ling Miao turned to leave, but Su Yuyang stepped in front of Ling Miao and barricaded his way: “Xiao Miao, I’m hungry.”

Hearing Su Yuyang’s wheedling words, Ling Miao was extremely vexed.

“Stop being disgusting.” Ling Miao batted away Su Yuyang’s hand, then returned to the kitchen and made a bowl of noodles for Su Yuyang.

Su Yuyang ate the noodles in silence, one strand at a time. Ling Miao watched him from the side and very much wished to open a hole in Su Yuyang’s head and pour the noodles in.

Su Yuyang ate slowly and daintily. Ling Miao sat to one side and prepared to read a novel, but then noticed that a certain Successful Author had not uploaded a new chapter. He muttered to himself under his breath.

“What’s wrong?” Su Yuyang asked.

“Nothing.” Ling Miao gave off an air of “I don’t want to deal with you.”

This was a thorny situation so Su Yuyang promptly changed the subject: “Xiao Miao, these noodles you made are good.”

“The noodles I made…” Something occurred to Ling Miao, and he interrogated Su Yuyang: “Aren’t you scared of the stove? What made you try to cook for yourself today?”

“I…” Su Yuyang was at a loss for words.

Ling Miao grit his teeth and a look of realization dawned on his face. He pulled the bowl from in front of Su Yuyang and made a show of dumping it into the trash. “Su Yuyang, you can’t even go a day without making things difficult for me, right? Since our personalities are so incompatible, I think it’s best I resign.”

Su Yuyang hurriedly reached for the noodles, and as he put them back on the table, Ling Miao took the opportunity to walk to the door.

“Xiao Miao!”

Hearing Su Yuyang’s shout, Ling Miao stopped walking but did not turn back. He said coldly, “Shu Yang, rest assured. I won’t divulge any information about you.”

Su Yuyang explained, “It’s true I don’t like to use the stove. Today I was so hungry that I plucked up the courage to try, and you saw the result. I burned everything.”

Su Yuyang’s thoughts had gone something like this: If Ling Miao can control fire like it’s in the palm of his hand, there’s no reason I can’t, right?