Chapter 72: Seeking Closeness with Su Youyue

Chapter 72: Seeking Closeness with Su Youyue

Su Youyue reached out to gently rub Xiao Feiyan's face. "If you want to thank me, just give me a wheelchair."

She understood Xiao Feiyan's character; asking for something herself would make her feel more at ease, otherwise, she'd always be thinking about owing her something.

Coincidentally, encountering the human traffickers and losing her wheelchair made her realize that she needed at least two wheelchairs to avoid such unforeseen circumstances.

Currently, she couldn't even get out of bed unless a servant carried her... it was rather embarrassing.

Xiao Feiyan was stunned. She looked around the room and didn't see Su Youyue's wheelchair, realizing that her kindness yesterday had indeed caused the loss of the wheelchair. She immediately exclaimed, "Okay! I'll give you three!"

"..., that's not necessary. One is enough, I won't have space for more. Please don't."

Su Youyue was taken aback by the young girl's enthusiasm. Three wheelchairs, plus the one currently being custom-made in the Su Mansion—would she then have to decorate them and switch between them every day?

The thought seemed too extravagant, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Jin'er, bring Miss Xiao a bowl of milk curd as well."

Xiao Feiyan chuckled naively, agreeing with the statement, but inwardly, she vowed to have the best wheelchair crafted for Yue'er.

The sweet cheese was promptly served. After taking a bite, she exclaimed in amazement, "Yue'er, how did you make this? It's so delicious!"

The cooks in their Marquis Jinghai's residence were skilled in desserts too, yet they couldn't match the taste and texture of this!

"It was made by this servant," Chunya interjected, approaching them. "It's my first time making it. Is it good?"

"You made it on your first try, and it tastes this amazing? Chunya, you're incredibly talented!" Xiao Feiyan savored the dessert slowly, not wanting to devour it like she used to. "It's incredibly delicious!"

Chunya smiled contentedly. "As long as it's tasty, that's all that matters. It's not because of my cooking skills but the recipe Miss gave us. Miss's manager is about to open a dessert shop soon, and Miss expects Miss Xiao to attend the opening."

Xiao Feiyan ate while expressing her support. "If Yue'er is opening a shop, I'll definitely be there. On the day, I'll bring my brothers and sisters-in-law, and ask them to invite their friends too!"

"That would be great. Not only a dessert shop, but I also plan to open a cosmetics store, a fabric shop, a restaurant, an arms store, a bookstore...," Su Youyue continued.

As Su Youyue listed more and more, Xiao Feiyan's initial delight transformed into astonishment. "So many businesses, Yue'er! You're incredible!"

She had no knowledge of these matters. She barely put effort into learning characters, let alone reading books or studying arithmetic. Whenever she sat down to study, she couldn't stay focused for more than a short period of time.

Later, her mother entrusted her with managing the shop, but alas, not a single day went by without her miscalculating something. She nearly drove the business to the brink of closure.

Eventually, her mother came to terms with it and aligned her thoughts with her husband and sons. She said if scholarly studies weren't for her, then there was no need to force it. Learning martial arts would do; that way, if any man misbehaved in the future, she could discipline him.

Thus, all these years, she had been wielding swords and practicing martial arts, setting her apart from other refined young ladies.

Yet, that didn't stop her from regarding those ladies who could master such books and ledgers as exceptional talents, capable of focusing their minds and excelling in their studies.

Just as Xiao Feiyan finished his praise, Xia Hua came to report from outside, saying that Su Rong had arrived.

"How did Su Rong come here? Has her face healed yet?"

Recalling the swollen visage of Su Rong as she left yesterday, Xiao Feiyan promptly rose to her feet, eager to inspect the condition of her face.

Only when Su Rong entered did the people in the room notice that she was wearing a veil, yet through the veil, her severely swollen face was still discernible.

"Big sister," she called out anxiously, but then paused, as if speaking with such effort would ache her face.

Jin'er now found Third Young Lady much more pleasing to the eye. She hurried to fetch a chair for her and said, "Third Young Lady, please speak slowly, there's no need to rush."

Su Rong glanced at Jin'er, her eyes carrying a hint of gratitude, and she responded with a nod.

Jin'er was utterly stunned; she had never seen Third Young Lady express gratitude toward her before. In the past, whenever Third Young Lady encountered her, she would nitpick and find fault with everything.

It seemed that Third Young Lady was also deeply moved by Miss yesterday, realizing that it was actually Second Miss who had been harming her all these years, while Eldest Miss had never treated her poorly.

"Big sister, I heard that you came back last night and had a fever. Are you feeling better now?" Su Rong carefully observed Su Youyue's complexion, and only after seeing that her color looked good did she let out a sigh of relief. However, when she raised her head, she happened to meet Su Youyue's gaze, and for a moment, her face felt slightly warm.

Has she been too forward, making the elder sister feel uncomfortable?

Little Xing hastily passed the tray in her hands to Jin'er. "Sister Jin'er, this is pearl barley porridge that my young miss personally prepared for Miss Eldest."

Upon hearing that Miss Eldest and Sister Jin'er had encountered bandits yesterday, she was overwhelmed with self-reproach, regretting not having insisted on accompanying Miss Eldest at that time. Upon learning of Miss Eldest's fever, she promptly took it upon herself to prepare a porridge, hoping for Miss Eldest's swift recovery.

It took Jin'er a moment to snap out of her daze before she hurriedly reached for the porridge.

Who would have thought that the Eldest Miss would have the fortune to taste a porridge personally prepared by the Third Young Lady in her lifetime... Previously, when the Third Young Lady learned of the Eldest Miss's illness, she might have been secretly rejoicing. Of course, she would never have bothered to cook porridge for the Eldest Miss then.

Seeing Jin'er's expression, Su Rong couldn't help but feel a sense of shyness and guilt. Her previous attitude towards her elder sister was too poor; it was just a matter of cooking a bowl of porridge, yet it had astonished Jin'er to such an extent.

Before she entered, she had heard Elder Sister and Miss Xiao chatting merrily, causing her immense envy. If only she hadn't committed those foolish acts in the past, perhaps... she could have already enjoyed the sisterly bond she had always yearned for.

She truly regretted it...

But now, those foolish deeds were done, and she had deeply hurt Elder Sister's heart. She didn't dare seek forgiveness.

Su Youyue opened the silver ear porridge delivered by Jin'er at her side. Seeing that the silver ears had turned into a gel-like consistency, she knew that Su Rong had indeed put effort into it. She ate a few spoonfuls as a gesture of appreciation before commenting, "It tastes good. Third Young Lady has put thought into this."

Upon hearing her appraisal, Su Rong, who had been lowering her head, suddenly lifted it up, her eyes sparkling. "Elder Sister likes it? Then I... I'll make more for you later."

Su Youyue's praise was merely to encourage the girl who had finally mustered the courage to change her ways, not because she genuinely craved the silver ear porridge. However, she didn't want to dampen Jin'er's enthusiasm, so she agreed and instructed Chunya, "When Third Young Lady returns, give her a portion of the milk curd as well."

As she turned back, she saw an unusually bright gleam in Su Rong's slightly round eyes, resembling a puppy that couldn't believe someone had petted its head, filled with happiness, anticipation, and a hint of insecurity.

"Elder Sister," Su Rong couldn't help but call out.