When lunchtime came around, Hui Yin left her room and went down towards the kitchen.

To her complete surprise, there was no one in the kitchen and the table was empty. There were only ingredients on the kitchen counter, arranged in a neat order.

Hui Yin frowned. The maids hadn't cooked the food yet?

She went back to the living room and saw one of them dusting an ancient porcelain sculpture. When the maid saw her, she immediately greeted Hui Yin with a respectful smile, her head bowed.

"Uh...excuse me, is the lunch prepared yet?"

Hui Yin felt awkward, because she didn't want to sound like an entitled young miss. But she was starving.

The maid blushed. "Madam...sir told us that you will be the one to cook for lunch."

Hui Yin felt her eyebrows almost rise all the way to her hairline. She was the one who will cook for lunch? Says who?

"I'm not cooking."

It wasn't really hard for Hui Yin to cook a simple meal, but she didn't want to give in to that tyrant's orders.

The maid turned anxious after hearing her.

"But madam, sir hasn't eaten anything yet. He ordered us to call him only after you've cooked his lunch."

Hui Yin didn't care. "He could starve to death."

"Madam..."

"Please don't call me that. I'm not the 'madam' or anything."

Hui Yin felt the heebie-jeebies hearing the term. It was what everyone called her when she was married to Lu Shen.

Since she was hungry and was not willing to give in, Hui Yin decided to go out for a meal. She could have driver Cheng take her to a cheap restaurant.

Hui Yin went outside to search for driver Cheng. But she couldn't find the black Maybach Exelero anywhere.

"Driver Cheng?" she called out.

The villa was spacious, and Hui Yin didn't know where the garage was. She walked aimlessly, until she came to the tennis court that she saw from her balcony. The white puppy was already gone.

Hui Yin felt her stomach grumble. Should she just go out without driver Cheng?

But Hui Yin noticed on the way earlier that the private driveway leading to the villa was lengthy, and there was a guard station before it. She would probably faint from hunger before she could manage to get out.

Forget it. She'll just cook for herself and leave nothing for that tyrant.

Hui Yin went back to the kitchen and quickly started cooking. Before long, there was small dish of gaifan on the table, with some basic fried rice. Hui Yin simmered several slices of meat on a soy broth for thirty minutes before adding bell peppers and tomatoes.

Sprinkling a bit of cornstarch, some garlic, and baby corn, Hui Yin let it cook down into a gravy-like consistency. Voila!

A delicious gaifan and some pepper steak stir-fry.

Hui Yin looked at her creation with a happy face. They looked extremely delicious, but it perfectly described the phrase of 'too many monks, and too little congee'. The food was only enough for one person.

Hui Yin sat down and took out a pair of chopsticks. The aroma of the food wafted up to her nose, and she sniffed like a greedy hamster. She picked up a piece of a pepper steak stir-fry, and brought it to her lips.

Hui Yin closed her mouth and was excited to taste its sweet umami. But to her complete shock, she only swallowed empty air.

Ah?! My delicious pepper steak stir-fry disappeared?