The Substitute Bride and the Cripple

Back then, he hadn’t known his way around the kitchen, but after helping her out, he had learnt how to wash and cut vegetables, and even familiarized himself with the various cooking utensils.
After he was done washing the vegetables, he immediately requested a reward, and his reward was–naturally–a kiss from her.

Not that Tang Qiu wasn’t happy to oblige him.
Her smile, sweet and adorable, set him itching and on edge.
His mind was full of embarrassingly vivid fantasies, some of which took place in the kitchen.

Just then, Ke Liuyi walked in and saw the two of them flirting in the kitchen.
Rage rose like lava in her stomach, threatening to erupt as a pool of blood on the floor.
It just wasn’t right.
Tang Qiu must have played some tricks on him, for a noble man like Jiang Shaocheng to endure the grease and smoke of the kitchen to help her in her cooking.

Tang Qiu was an efficient worker; in half an hour, she had prepared three dishes and a soup.
She called Ke Liuyi and He Lei over for dinner.

But Jiang Shaocheng said, “They’ve already had dinner.
Come, let’s eat.”

“He Lei, Doctor Ke, you’ve both eaten?” Tang Qiu asked, puzzled.

Ke Liuyi hadn’t had dinner yet, but He Lei answered for her.
“Yes, Young Mistress.
We ate together earlier.
Do enjoy your meal.
Call us if you need anything.”

Ke Liuyi glared at him.
She hadn’t eaten, so why would he say otherwise?

He Lei shot her a look, warning her not to air her grievances in front of them.
Helplessly, Ke Liuyi bit back her anger and let him lead her out.

***

When they reached the courtyard, He Lei made sure that Tang Qiu hadn’t followed them before informing her, “Doctor Ke, you’re still new here, so you might not understand how things work.
In the future, whenever the young mistress makes dinner, you’re not to eat with them.
The young master doesn’t like it when others eat the food his wife prepared.”

Ke Liuyi burst into an outraged laugh.
“I’ve eaten her food before.
Why didn’t he get angry then?”

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“That was when you first arrived.
The young mistress wanted to be a good host, so the young master kept quiet about it.
The second time, the young mistress was just being polite.
But the young master won’t let there be a third time.”

“But they ate the meals I cooked too,” she protested, indignant.

“It’s different when it’s his wife doing the cooking.
Besides, you helped out of your own accord; why would the young master stop the young mistress from trying your food? Also, try to avoid the kitchen in the future, so you won’t intrude on their, ah, time alone.”

“Time alone?” she echoed, fighting to keep her voice level.