After Being Forced Into a Facial Paralysis, the Villain Said I’m Such a Drama Queen - Chapter 27

Sheng Xia had no idea that in the eldest miss’s mind, she was regarded as something akin to a puppy; her heart was simply full of joy because she didn’t have to “go to the orange” (jail).

Xiao Xia, now that the eldest miss is sick, this is a perfect opportunity for the two of you to spend time together and foster your relationship. When people are ill, they tend to be vulnerable. Taking good care of her now would not only showcase Sheng Xia’s professional skills but also significantly boost her impression points in the lady’s heart.

Sheng Xia pondered this and didn’t reply. Someone else in the chat, assuming she lacked experience and didn’t know what to do, offered a suggestion.

Just take care of the eldest miss the same way others used to take care of you, Host. Just copy that. The person speaking had joined the livestream late and didn’t know Sheng Xia came from an apocalyptic world. In that world, being cared for was a fantasy; even if you fell ill, you had to hide it, because there was no guarantee someone wouldn’t stab you in the back.

If Sheng Xia had trusted people to help her back then, she wouldn’t have ended up here at such a young age.

The people in the livestream hesitated to speak further, worried about touching upon Sheng Xia’s painful past. Fortunately, she didn’t seem to mind. After thinking it over, she said, “I think the eldest miss might not want us to see her in a vulnerable state.”

Sheng Xia recalled that after they were ambushed at the hotel, even though the lady was clearly uncomfortable, she had forced herself to show no signs of fatigue. She knew the lady was a strong-willed person; perhaps when she was sick, what she truly wanted was a private space to herself.

Sure enough, Uncle Li and the others did not give the eldest miss excessive attention in her presence. They acted much as they usually did, only paying extra care to her diet and other details behind the scenes.

After this incident, Sheng Xia learned her lesson. She decided to study culinary arts diligently; she could never let the eldest miss suffer from something like gastroenteritis again because of her cooking.

“A person cannot be defeated by a single hardship. I’m going to ask Uncle Li to buy me cookbooks, and then I’ll make a fresh start.”

Sheng Xia pumped herself up. Remembering Xu Xiu’s suggestion to have someone taste the food first, she sought out A-Biao to be her first “test subject.”

A-Biao had heard about the situation and was naturally very cooperative. He gave her his word, telling Sheng Xia to just call him whenever the food was ready.

Practice makes perfect. Sheng Xia practiced her skills relentlessly. Setting aside the flavor for a moment, her knife skills at least became quite impressive.

Her shredded potatoes were cut with perfect uniformity her blade work was transcendent, leaving her enough leisure to even carve a radish.

While Sheng Xia was working hard, the family chef followed Xu Xiu’s suggestion and decided to make the dishes look less appetizing to see if it would have any effect. Unfortunately, the eldest miss took one bite and didn’t want to touch it again.

Sheng Xia encouraged herself, striving to return to the kitchen soon and impress the lady. With this thought, she became even more diligent. Every day, besides training, she was cooking, even setting a schedule for herself.

Tomato and Scrambled Eggs, Vinegar-glazed Shredded Potatoes, and Steamed Pork Buns. She didn’t want much; learning these three would be enough.

One day, while Sheng Xia was shredding potatoes, she heard footsteps. Poking her head out of the kitchen, she saw it was A-Si and called out, “Brother Si, you’re back!”

A-Si had been away on business for the past few days. Seeing Sheng Xia call him, he walked over. “What is it?”

Sheng Xia brought out a plate of food. “I’ve been practicing my cooking lately. Could you try some?”

A-Si gave a hearty laugh and agreed immediately. “Sure.”

Then, upon taking the first bite, his facial expression froze instantly. It was only the years of experience traveling the world with the eldest miss that allowed him to adjust his expression in time, maintaining a forced, stiff smile.

“Xiao Xia… who taught you to stir-fry like this?” Why was it that from just a simple plate of shredded potatoes, he could taste sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty all at once? And each flavor manifested with distinct, terrifying layers.

For a moment, A-Si didn’t know if Sheng Xia was a genius or completely untalented.

Sheng Xia was still shredding potatoes and didn’t notice A-Si’s expression. “I researched the recipes myself.” She had it all figured out: the eldest miss didn’t like the food made by the family chef, so she would become a self-taught talent. That way, her flavors would be distinct from everyone else’s.

Sometimes Sheng Xia would even innovate a little, feeling that she might have a bright future as a chef.

A-Si put down his chopsticks and sat a bit further away. He asked tentatively, “Have you tried it yourself?”

Sheng Xia nodded, her movements crisp and efficient. “I have. I think it’s okay.”

Because she had eaten everything and anything in the past, Sheng Xia’s requirements for flavor were very low. She worried her palate might be different from normal people, which is why she planned to let A-Biao and the others eat more to record data, so she could grasp the right balance.

A-Si was frightened by Sheng Xia’s definition of “okay.” After some hesitation, he took another bite. Instantly, his face contorted. He clenched his fist against the table, struggling not to gag.

The kid is still young, she needs encouragement. Don’t rush, don’t rush.

A-Si did some mental construction for himself and spoke against his conscience: “It’s not bad. Keep working hard.”

Seeing Sheng Xia still shredding potatoes, he couldn’t help but ask, “Isn’t there already a plate on the table? Why are you making more?”

“That plate was originally for Brother Biao. Since Brother Si is here, I’ll make a fresh portion for him.”

“No! No need! A-Biao and I are good brothers. Good things should be shared! I am willing to give this share of ‘love’ to A-Biao!”

With that, A-Si stood up with a whoosh, grabbed the plate, and bolted. He was terrified that Sheng Xia would pull him back in the next second. He felt like he had never run this fast, even when fleeing for his life.

The ghosts in the livestream watched this scene and tried to remember: how many people had been driven away by Sheng Xia’s food now?

At first, A-Biao had promised with absolute confidence. After eating, the physically robust man had already taken two days of sick leave to visit the proctology department of the hospital.

Uncle Li also wanted to take time off after eating, but thinking that no one would be there to take care of the eldest miss, he stayed behind with tears in his eyes.

Xiao Xia, is it possible that cooking is like studying you can’t force the growth, and it doesn’t happen overnight?

Everyone’s taste is different. Will it really be effective for Xiao Xia to have A-Biao and the others taste it like this? Of course, no one dared to suggest she give it directly to the eldest miss. They only hoped Sheng Xia would give up on cooking and find another path.

However, they spoke too subtly. Sheng Xia thought she simply hadn’t selected enough people. After thinking it over, she decided to make a portion for all the bodyguards to get their suggestions.

Now, she was going to poison the whole nest.

The ghosts in the livestream hesitated, but thinking that A-Biao and the others would surely speak up after being tortured, they didn’t want to be the “bad guys” and didn’t point it out.

However, unexpectedly, everyone else had the same thought. Everyone was waiting for someone else to speak first.

So, A-Biao pinned his hopes on A-Si, and A-Si pinned his hopes on Uncle Li. In this cycle of waiting, the days of “forced feeding” actually continued for nearly a week.

Over this week, Sheng Xia’s cooking skills did indeed make a qualitative leap, but she couldn’t help the fact that she was repeatedly making the same few dishes, and the portions accumulated were massive every time.

When “iron” test-subjects meet “iron” ingredients, there can be no good result.

Sometimes, when A-Biao looked at A-Si’s head, he hallucinated that a giant potato was bobbing in front of him.

Every time they wanted to refuse, the words turned into “The taste is not bad, I quite like it” under Sheng Xia’s expectant gaze.

They “liked” it so much that after eating, they felt as if their souls were about to dissipate.

Now, every time training ended, everyone ran as fast as they could. Even when entering the villa, Ah Biao and Ah Si would look in all directions, terrified of being caught by Sheng Xia.

“Brother Biao, why don’t you talk to the eldest miss and have her tell Xiao Xia to focus more on preparing for the college entrance exam?” Continuing like this was not the way. Forget the eldest miss; they were about to lose all expectation for food entirely.

As the primary victim, A-Biao deeply regretted his actions. How boldly he had agreed back then was how miserable he was now. Listening to A-Si, he felt it was indeed necessary to remind Sheng Xia.

It was fine to explore hobbies, but she could definitely wait until after the exam.

The two of them hid in a corner. Upon hearing Sheng Xia’s voice, they instinctively dove behind a curtain. Uncle Li’s hearing wasn’t great, so he didn’t hear her and was caught on the spot.

Uncle Li’s aged face was full of weariness. Looking at the plate Sheng Xia brought out, he wiped a tear and reached out a hand like the “Zhou Jie” meme. “Xiao Xia! Don’t be impulsive.”

“Sob, sob, sob… Uncle Li is on a diet lately. I don’t want to eat lunch!”

A-Biao and A-Si, hiding behind the curtain, shuddered when they heard Uncle Li’s sobbing. They felt they were once again about to be dominated by plates of tomato scrambled eggs, shredded potatoes, and steamed buns.

Uncle Li, Uncle Li, hold on, Uncle Li!

Sheng Xia’s hearing was extraordinary; she had known people were hiding behind the curtain long ago. With a flick of her hand, she pulled the curtain open. She looked at A-Biao and A-Si huddled together and said with a beaming smile, “Brother Biao, Brother Si, it’s time to eat.”

The two of them looked like vampires exposed to sunlight; they lost all will to fight. They very practicedly sat on the floor with their backs to Sheng Xia, propping their chins in their hands, utterly lifeless.

Sheng Xia grabbed each of them by the collar with one hand and dragged them away. From a distance, A-Biao and A-Si had the exact same wooden expressions, both thinking in unison that they really needed to hire more bodyguards.

As A-Biao and A-Si sat at the dining table, the other hidden bodyguards were also found by Sheng Xia. Seeing that they weren’t the only ones suffering, a strange sense of satisfaction rose in their hearts.

Exchanging glances, their eyes were filled with mutual sympathy as they constantly encouraged themselves.

It’s just one meal. If Uncle Li can take it, why can’t I?

Then, when Sheng Xia brought out a massive steamer filled to the brim with buns, their eyes widened like copper bells.

A-Biao asked tremblingly, “Xiao… Xiao Xia, these aren’t all for us to eat, right?”

Sheng Xia shook her head shyly. “No, this one is mine. I accidentally made too many today.”

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Sheng Xia brought out several more steamers from the kitchen. “These… these are the ones for you.”

These are the ones for you.

The devil’s whisper was nothing more than this.

A-Biao and A-Si looked at each other, and then simultaneously gagged. In their hearts, tears were spraying everywhere:

Ahhh! Eldest Miss! Eldest Miss, save us! Save us, Eldest Miss!

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