Chapter Eighty-two No Ace in the Hole

  Yin Tongye looked at her and whispered in her ear, "Tonight I might sneak into your room."

  "Eh? Xiao Wei looked at him in sudden terror, her hands clasped to her chest, took a step back, swallowed hard and asked: "Young Master Yin, are you joking?"

  "I did remind you, think about it yourself, to be honest, you're quite light, actually can gain a bit more weight, and your chest will get bigger too." He raised an eyebrow, threw a flirtatious glance, his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked out of the room, with an uncontrollable sly smile on the corner of his lips.

  Xiao Wei slowly lowered her head, looking at her own chest with an innocent expression, and tightened it even more. She puckered up her lips, and her face was full of knots. Should she believe his words or take them as a joke? Why did she suddenly feel that there was a gloomy atmosphere floating in the room.

  She jogged along behind Yin Tongye, but still kept a distance from him. Now his words kept echoing in her ears.

  Tonight I'll sneak into your room oh

  "No way, he was just joking, how could that be?" Burying his head, muttering to himself in a low voice, as he walked, his head was pressed down by the five claws, unable to move forward.

  "Can't you stop walking with your head down, where are you going? Come this way." Yin Tong Ye twisted her head around, pinched her clothes and took her along, lest she buried her head again and ran wildly.

  The restaurant's large gate opened, and on the high-grade red wood long table, utensils and delicious dishes were already set up, waiting for diners to take their seats.

  "Master, sir." Mu Guan's housekeeper pulled out a chair for Yin Tongye, waited for him to sit down, then pulled out the chair beside him and made a gesture to Xiao Wei: "Miss Zhu, please take a seat."

  "Should I sit here? Young Master Yin, actually I can wait for you to finish eating with them. How can I sit and eat with you?" She was just a maid, in the Su family she had always stood by and watched her masters eat, serving them, without the qualifications to sit down and eat with them.

  "Why can't you? You're not a maid in my house, although you swapped with Ahee-yeon, I didn't plan on treating you like a maid, so sit down and eat with me at ease."

  "But..."

  "Didn't you say you'd listen to me? Forgotten so quickly? Sit down." He commanded in a gentle tone, not wanting her to stand by and watch him eat. Nor did he mind her identity.

  "Alright." Xiaowei took a deep breath, mustered up her courage and sat down, scanning the dinner table. This was the first time she saw the food on the table at the same level as her "master". Everything seemed so close to her.

  "Miss, I hope you'll enjoy these dishes. If there's anything else you need, just let me know. Have a pleasant meal." Mu Guanjia smiled and stepped aside to wait.

  Xiao Wei nodded slightly and took a glance around, but didn't see Yin Tingye's parents. Were they also abroad for work like her own father?

  "Eat up, what are you staring at. Hurry up, I have something to tell you later." Yin Tongye urged, also quickly moving his chopsticks.

  Xiao Wei still looked down with a humble expression and began eating with her hands.

  After dinner, Yin Tongye beckoned to her with his finger, indicating for her to follow him. As they walked, he asked, "What instrument are you good at?"

  "Musical instruments? I..." Xiaowei thought for a moment, furrowed her brow and shook her head: "I don't know how to play any. Why ask this suddenly?"

  "I didn't tell you about the Miss Elegant competition? You're not planning to participate? I inquired and this year's principal's questions may include a musical instrument performance item."

  "Performing instruments? No way, I don't know how to do anything!" Xiaowei suddenly became anxious, having previously been so focused on studying for the finals that she had forgotten about this.

  "So, from now on, you just need to choose one instrument and practice a good piece." Yin Tongye stopped in front of a room door, opened it and walked in. Xiao Wei followed him, and as soon as she entered, she was stunned by the scene before her eyes.

  In the room, all kinds of stringed instruments were hung on the walls around, and there were many big and small frame drums, electronic pianos, guzhengs and so on on the ground.

  "Wow, you have so many instruments at home." She exclaimed, she had never seen so many instruments before.

  "Feel free to pick one, once you've chosen, we'll move on to the next item." Yin Tongye said generously, after all, these instruments were all ones he had used before and had been left here for some time without being played.

  Xiao Wei's gaze swept across the various instruments, but none of them appealed to her. She wondered why there was no piano in this room. If possible, she wanted to learn how to play the piano, at least that way she could be like Young Master.

  "Master Yin, I actually want to learn piano." She said softly, looking a bit embarrassed.

  "Ah, piano...hmm..." Yin Tongye looked at her hands and struck a chord: "Your fingers are quite short, can you play well?"

  Xiao Wei raised her hand and looked at it, pouting in discontent: "My fingers aren't short, they're just small, I haven't even learned yet, how do you know I won't play well?"

  "Alright! Then let's go to the piano room, follow me." Yin Tongye took her to the rooftop piano room and said: "After breakfast tomorrow morning, gather here. Alright, next item."

  "What's next?" Xiao Wei hurriedly followed behind him, very curious.

  Yin Teng Ye didn't say a word, just kept walking until he reached the kitchen of the Yin's house. He stopped and directly said: "Cooking skills, this is something that needs to be compared every year, because it's not like you can do whatever you want just because you're good at it."

  "Cuisine from various countries, you all need to master. Last year it was French cuisine, the year before that was Japanese cuisine, and the year before that was Korean cuisine, then Thai and Chinese. This year it might be Chinese cuisine again, but only possibly. It's not necessarily cooking, maybe it's making desserts, nothing is certain."

  Xiao Wei listened with a foolish expression, staring blankly and unable to speak. She had never thought that this competition would involve so many things, music and cooking were not her strong suits.

  "Are you kidding me?! What, you think it's difficult and don't want to participate anymore?"

  Xiao Wei immediately shook her head: "No, I want to participate. There's nothing difficult about it. As long as I study hard, I believe I can do it."

  "Great! Tomorrow when our chef starts cooking at home, you come to the kitchen to learn. Next item!"

  Continue walking and arrive at a small room on the second floor. Upon entering, Xiaowei sees many threads of various colors and white cloth for sewing inside.

  "What's this?" She exclaimed in surprise, could it be that they still wanted to compare sewing skills?

  "In our principal's eyes, a girl who can embroider is an extremely gentle lady, so you know."

  This time, Xiaowei stared blankly at those threads, completely unable to express the thoughts in her mind. Did they want her to embroider, or was it a thousand holes and hundred wounds? Wasn't there one project that she was good at?!

  Yin Teng Ye looked at her silly expression, sighed, snapped his fingers in front of her to bring her back to reality, and said: "It seems that your chances of winning the first three were not great, but it's okay, there is still one last chance."