NOVEL NEXT chapter 44
44 The Maid Also Plays with Knives
When the first sliver of dawn light filtered through the window and fell upon Wu Liang’s eyelids…
Wu Liang stretched out his hand to shield his eyes, groggily sitting up from the bed, his head slightly muddled and aching.
Perhaps due to staying up too late last night, Wu Liang now felt extremely sleepy.
After returning last night, Yao Shi became like a different person, not uttering a word, cold as solid ice.
And afterwards, Yao Shi didn’t interact much with him, instead retreating alone to her room to rest.
Even when he wanted to initiate a conversation with Yao Shi, she would keep her door tightly shut, pretending to be asleep.
This was a reaction Wu Liang had never seen from Yao Shi before, she had never refused him.
However, Yao Shi’s reaction this time made Wu Liang unavoidably concerned about her change.
As a result, he had hardly any sleep last night, only managing to doze off around three or four in the morning.
“I shouldn’t have said anything wrong.”
Wu Liang pressed his temples, silently recalling the events of the previous night.
Could it be that he had offended her? No, he had only chatted briefly with Yao Shi outside.
Sigh… Women truly are incomprehensible creatures…
Buzz~
Just as Wu Liang was still somewhat dazed from just waking up, the sound of a blade being unsheathed suddenly rang in his ears, followed by a cold breeze blowing across his face.
Wu Liang looked forward in response to the sound, his pupils shrinking to the size of needles in an instant.
A dagger, glinting with a cold light, flashed before his eyes, coming perilously close to his neck.
“Damn!!!”
The still drowsy Wu Liang’s adrenaline surged wildly, a strong sense of danger rising from the depths of his brain in an instant.
Feeling the chill on his neck, Wu Liang rolled away in a panic, retreating backwards until his back hit the headboard, barely stopping his momentum.
Cold sweat soaked Wu Liang’s pajamas in an instant; had he moved two steps forward, he might have been done for.
“Young master, if you don’t get up now, you’ll be late.”
Yao Shi, now dressed in a European-style maid’s long dress, pointed the dagger in her hand at Wu Liang’s cheek, her high ponytail swaying gently.
Her other hand was dragging a tray with some sliced fruits on it.
Yao Shi appeared very natural, as if her previous action was merely a friendly greeting to Wu Liang.
“……”
Wu Liang, still unsettled, looked at Yao Shi in front of him, not yet able to shake off the previous sense of crisis.
He scrutinized Yao Shi’s pretty face, trying to find some oddity on her expression.
But no matter how he observed her, Yao Shi’s cool demeanor revealed not a hint of excess emotion, as if she were a cold machine.
“Young master, is there dirt on my face? Why do you observe me so closely?”
Yao Shi walked over to Wu Liang’s side, placing the fruit platter on the bedside table.
She drew a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped the blade of the dagger, the light dagger spinning several flourishes on her fingertip like a top.
The dagger was sheathed in less than a second, the action as smooth as flowing clouds and water, without a hint of hesitation.
“No… no… um… you’re quite good with those knife tricks…”
Wu Liang watched Yao Shi’s skilled sheathing motion, his mouth twitching slightly.
Yao Shi wasn’t showing off on purpose, right? No, it must have been a coincidence.
Who knew Yao Shi had such a skill? Ahahaha, to think the maid is so talented…
“You flatter me, young master. I’m used to playing with some tricks when cutting fruits, I hope I didn’t embarrass you.”
With a flick of her wrist, the dagger in Yao Shi’s hand vanished into her palm, as if everything before was an illusion.
Holding the fruit in her hand, she handed it to Wu Liang and turned to tidy up the messy bed.
“Hmm… Yao Shi has such refined tastes too…”
Wu Liang swallowed hard and forced a stiff smile.
Playing with tricks? Who else could create afterimages with a knife in mid-air? Are you playing Fruit Ninja or what?
If it weren’t for his quick reflexes, his pajamas would have turned into tatters.
“Young master, do you still plan to go to school by yourself today? It’s getting late.”
Having tidied up the bed, Yao Shi stepped aside and asked softly.
As if yesterday’s events hadn’t affected her at all, that eerie aura had completely dissipated.
Yao Shi just stood quietly to the side, waiting for Wu Liang’s orders, occasionally glancing at him as he changed.
Her dark eyes rippled like cold water, carrying a hint of loneliness, yet not losing their gentleness.
“No, it’s too late now, have the driver take me.”
“Remember, don’t make it as extravagant as before, any ordinary sedan will do.”
Wu Liang quickly finished the fruit and got dressed.
Looking at the handsome face in the mirror, he couldn’t help but sigh.
He would never have guessed that the villainous young master would look so handsome with his hair down.
It seems he had underestimated the saying that ‘hairstyle determines one’s looks.’
“But is this hair a bit too long?”
Pinching the hair that almost covered his eyes, Wu Liang frowned slightly.
Was this the amount of hair needed for a pompadour? It seems the old Wu Liang put in a lot of effort to maintain it every day.
“An ordinary car, I understand. Breakfast is ready, young master, please eat first.”
Yao Shi’s mind raced through the family’s fleet of cars. An ordinary car? In her memory, there didn’t seem to be any ordinary shuttle vehicles.
But since the young master said so, she should arrange it for him. However, what exactly does ‘ordinary’ mean in this context?
Without any concrete data to support it, the term ‘ordinary’ actually doesn’t have a precise range.
“Um, thank you for your hard work.”
Wu Liang nodded, discreetly observing Yao Shi’s reaction.
It seemed that the other party had indeed stopped minding what happened last night; Yao Shi had returned to her usual demeanor.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Wu Liang quickly left the bedroom and ascended to the second floor via the wooden carved staircase.
If it was something arranged by Yao Shi, he was very reassured, after all, Yao Shi’s work efficiency was always perfectly swift.
Whether it was in work or the trivial matters of daily life.
He didn’t need to say much; Yao Shi could always perfectly present everything to him just as he envisioned in his heart.
It was just a matter of finding a sedan to take him to school, Yao Shi would surely satisfy him.
That’s what Wu Liang had thought…