The Cub I Raised Turned Out to Be a Reborn Boss (GL) - Chapter 15

Jiang Yixue felt that Song Xi had been a bit down since seeing Li Wan, seeming somewhat distracted.

But every time she asked Song Xi if she was in a bad mood, Song Xi always replied, “No.”

She understood that Li Wan was Song Xi’s only good friend. Her sudden departure from the sect would naturally make her feel lonely.

Jiang Yixue rubbed Song Xi’s soft, fluffy head and asked with a smile, “Xi Xi, are you unhappy because you have no one to play with?”

Song Xi subconsciously wanted to dodge Jiang Yixue’s hand, but she forcibly suppressed her body’s reaction and obediently allowed Jiang Yixue to rub her head twice.

Close my eyes, steel my heart. I misunderstood her before. If she likes to touch my head, then let her. Consider it as owing her…

She absolutely hated owing favors to others. Earlier, she thought Jiang Yixue was deceiving her and had a bigger scheme, so she didn’t feel indebted to her.

But ever since the profound meditation during the sword practice and the matter with Li Wan… No matter how Song Xi thought about it, she felt she owed Jiang Yixue a favor.

Apologizing was impossible. The $\text{Youming}$ $\text{King}$, who always held herself in high regard and never owed anyone, felt awkward for several days.

The child’s hair was soft. Song Xi also had two pink velvet flowers tied in her hair, which made the texture even better. After rubbing her head twice, Jiang Yixue suggested, “How about we invite a few little friends from $\text{Wansnow}$ $\text{Peak}$ to be guests at the $\text{Azure}$ $\text{Lotus}$ $\text{Residence}$? It would be good for Xi Xi to meet some new friends, wouldn’t it?”

Song Xi’s eyes widened. She instantly spun around: “I don’t want to play with them.”

Song Xi’s hostility was too obvious, causing Jiang Yixue to frown in surprise: “Is it because you don’t like Yan Ming and Yan Zi?”

Yan Ming and Yan Zi had just returned from the $\text{Ice}$ $\text{Prison}$. When they came to report back to Jiang Yixue yesterday, they ran into Song Xi, and the three of them almost started a fight right in the courtyard of the $\text{Azure}$ $\text{Lotus}$ $\text{Residence}$. Fortunately, Jiang Yixue happened to return from outside and witnessed the scene, preventing another disaster.

Jiang Yixue gently persuaded her, “If you don’t like Yan Ming and Yan Zi, we can make other good friends. We need warm friendships.”

“No.” Song Xi shook her head resolutely. “I don’t need to be friends with them.”

Song Xi didn’t say the rest of the sentence. She didn’t need any warm friendship. Towards Li Wan, she only felt guilt. Everything she experienced in her previous life was vivid in her memory. There was no real warmth on the path of a powerful expert. No one around her could be trusted. The only person she could trust was herself.

The $\text{Youming}$ $\text{King}$ never needed such false, unreal emotions and so-called warmth.

Thinking of this, Song Xi slightly pouted: “They’re just a bunch of naive children. What’s the point…”

Song Xi genuinely thought this. As the $\text{Youming}$ $\text{King}$, playing with this group of children would just be babysitting, wouldn’t it? She absolutely refused.

But in Jiang Yixue’s eyes, the scene before her was quite different.

She herself was only a ten-year-old child. Her pink butterfly gauze dress made her face look like the morning glow. Her eyelashes were long, and the black, lively eyes concealed in the slight shadow, coupled with her slightly pouting, troubled expression, not only failed to convince but actually made one want to laugh.

Jiang Yixue couldn’t help but burst out laughing. The child’s innocent, affected maturity was genuinely comical.

This laughter clearly carried a hint of mockery. Song Xi’s face instantly stiffened. Just as she was about to get angry, she remembered that she still owed Jiang Yixue a favor, so she angrily held it back.

The child was seething but couldn’t do anything about it. Her cheeks seemed to be covered with a red glow, her expression full of unwillingness.

A child getting angry was both adorable and funny. Jiang Yixue, who was already amused by her expression, laughed even harder.

After laughing for a while, Jiang Yixue finally stopped. She cleared her throat and said, “Alright, alright, don’t be angry. I wasn’t laughing at you.”

But even as she said it, Jiang Yixue didn’t believe herself. Seeing the little child with a serious “I’m very angry” expression, she almost couldn’t hold back her laughter again.

“I originally planned to invite them to play today and even specially made delicious hash browns to treat the guests. It would be a waste if they didn’t come.”

As she spoke, Jiang Yixue took out the food she had just prepared from her $\text{mustard}$ $\text{seed}$ $\text{bracelet}$. The pastries and tea were fine, but those two plates of hash browns would be a pity to waste.

There was no such thing as hash browns in this world. This was Jiang Yixue’s favorite food in her previous life, so she replicated it from memory.

Given Jiang Yixue’s current culinary foundation, replicating such a simple hash brown was quite difficult. After going through numerous difficulties, she managed to successfully make a few.

Jiang Yixue persistently continued to persuade Song Xi: “We can’t waste food, can we? If we don’t invite the Yan siblings, we can invite other $\text{Junior}$ $\text{Sisters}$ and $\text{Junior}$ $\text{Brothers}$.”

“It’s fine. I can eat it all.” Song Xi spoke without hesitation. She had to stop Jiang Yixue’s impulse to invite other children at all costs.

But as she picked up a hash brown and took a bite, Song Xi realized she had acted impulsively.

She subtly pursed her lips, her brows slightly furrowed. She quietly changed the subject: “$\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$, I still don’t quite understand the mental cultivation method you taught me yesterday. Could you teach it to me again?”

The child was so diligent. She didn’t forget to cultivate even while eating.

Jiang Yixue showed no impatience at all and said seriously, “It’s alright. Xi Xi has made great progress these past few days. I’ll explain it to you again. The first phrase, ‘Follow the flow of nature,’ is like this…”

Song Xi nodded, pretending to listen attentively, and quietly put the hash brown in her hand back down.

She understood the mental cultivation method. It was this hash brown that she didn’t quite understand. How could someone make something that was burnt on the outside and still raw on the inside, and tasted simultaneously sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy?

Indeed, although Jiang Yixue wasn’t trying to trick her, the food Jiang Yixue made was truly inedible.

After Jiang Yixue patiently finished explaining, she noticed that Song Xi had been listening seriously and hadn’t eaten much. She put the hash brown back into Song Xi’s hand and said, “Did you understand this time? Don’t just focus on listening to me. Eat properly so you can grow taller later.”

Song Xi: “…”

Under Jiang Yixue’s watchful gaze, Song Xi closed her eyes, steeled her heart, took a large bite, and swallowed it almost without chewing.

“Is it delicious?”

Song Xi took a deep breath and said, “Delicious…”

The $\text{Youming}$ $\text{King}$ had to keep her word. If she said she would eat it all, she couldn’t say it tasted bad.

A brilliant smile instantly appeared on Jiang Yixue’s face. Everyone in her previous life called her the “kitchen terminator,” crushing her confidence in cooking.

She tasted it herself, and it did seem just average…

But Song Xi loved it, biting off almost half of it in one go. Jiang Yixue secretly thought, It’s not that my cooking is bad; it’s that I haven’t met a connoisseur who appreciates it.

Look at Xi Xi; she knows how to appreciate it.

Song Xi, holding the hash brown, looked utterly obedient. A little bit of oil stained her two tender white hands. She looked like a small animal holding food, her eyes darting around, full of innocence, clearly enjoying her meal!