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Chapter Seventy-six

  Chapter 76

  "Sister, you've laughed enough." Cheng Yiran said to me with a helpless tone as he put down the snacks in his hand. Geez, I was just watching TV and got a little excited for a second, what's the big deal? "What's up with you? The arrogant and domineering Young Master Yiran is acting like a kid, holding onto the bag of snacks and monopolizing the remote control." Humph, if those young girls saw this, it would be great to see that Young Master face get torn apart!

  But I, Cheng Xiaofei, have reason to believe those people will only comment "so cute"...

  "I'm monopolizing the remote control? Hmm, someone shouldn't forget that they're still password-controlling it." Cheng Yiran said with a bad tone. I smiled smugly, thanks to this young master's "refined" taste, everything must be luxurious and extravagant, but it's just an entertainment TV after all. Not to mention the 96-inch wide screen is so huge, but even the remote control has to have a password voice control program, completely dominating design.

  I secretly rolled my eyes at him, then continued to focus on my TV show. Haha, look at that kid having no choice but to watch the soap opera he despises with me, it's so satisfying!

  With a good mood, I happened to have a nice dream.

  ……

  "Ding ding ding——" Ugh, I feel like I just slept for a few minutes, and that damn alarm clock woke me up. I struggled to sit up, ugh, it's only 5 o'clock, and I'm still feeling a bit chilly. I don't want to move at all, but I have to quickly get dressed.

  I rubbed my still-unkempt hair and slipped quietly into the kitchen, making sure to lock the door before turning around to start fiddling with pots and pans. Humph, Ye Chenyi, I, Cheng Xiaofei, have quite a bit of endurance in certain aspects!

  "Ah, I'm so envious of Chen Yi ah, sister you usually don't cook for me with such seriousness." Suddenly a voice rang out in the kitchen where only the sound of pots and pans should be heard, scaring me to almost drop the omelette in my hand... "Cheng Yiran, what are you doing sneaking in here when you have nothing better to do?!" My eyes widened, this despicable Cheng Yiran, I had carefully locked the door precisely so as not to be teased like this, and now he's gone and used his key!

  I stared at the bunch of jingling keys in his hand and clicked my tongue in annoyance!

  "Here, your breakfast." Just saved me the trouble of taking it out. I put the omelette in my hand into a plate and handed it to him. He made a sour face and said, "Sister, still an omelette."

  "Kids shouldn't be picky eaters." I turned around and continued with what I was doing, responding to his complaint at the same time.

  "Hmph, it's clear that someone is picky to the point of never having touched a steamed egg. Although he said so with his mouth, Young Master Cheng still obediently took out and enjoyed his own breakfast."

  This side of my great project is also completed smoothly! Looking at the exquisite meals in the lunch box, I smiled happily, hehe, actually my cooking skills are not bad either.

  Because I spent too much time making bento, I had to hastily finish breakfast and asked Cheng Yiran to drive me to school. He didn't have a problem with it, but the reason I've always been reluctant to ride with him is because his driver is also from the Cheng family.

  Although I've been following Yiran for many years and rarely stay at home, my views are quite different from theirs. However, they still carry a familiar contempt, after all, in their perception, my martial arts skills as a nominal eldest miss are not strong at all. The Cheng family, as a long-standing underworld organization, has always believed that women are of little use to them, and even the servants have been influenced by this habit.

  I glanced at the middle-aged driver with a clearly disrespectful gaze, rolled my eyes and ignored him, anyway I've been used to it for a long time.

  My eyes looking out of the window didn't notice that Cheng Yiran had clenched the armrest for a moment.

  Although he is a young master, to be honest, Yiran does not have the ability to truly confront the Cheng family now. It has been like this since before. Even if I was bullied, all he could do was secretly scold those servants who offended me, secretly bandage me, and secretly take time out to help me practice. This is the unchanging fate of any noble child. The young masters in anime who confront their families from a young age are actually non-existent in reality, especially in this underworld society.

  So even now, facing a driver who has some status with my parents, for the sake of my safety, I really can't do anything.

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