Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Dumplings and Three Worried Men

Su Qinglan finally stepped out of the small tree house, her hands still trembling faintly from everything she had just learned.

A different mother... a hidden sister... a buried truth that refused to stop ringing in her head.

She had thought the shock would follow her all the way home, but the moment she walked down the wooden steps with Han Jue beside her, something else took over her entire brain.

Yes... food, especially her white flour. And most importantly, aside from the earlier shock, she really didn’t want to burden herself at all with this matter.

Neither did she have any wish to find her real mother. Yes, she felt a little bit of connection to this female, but not to the point she would become careless with her life and revolve only around her.

Because for her, now her babies and her dear husbands were more important. Wherever they were... was her real home.

She turned once to glance at the unconscious female resting inside. Rong Ye was already standing beside the bed like a dedicated watchdog. "I’ll keep an eye on her," he said quickly, because she had already bribed him with good food earlier, and that was more than enough reason for him to agree. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

After all, anything made by his Lan Lan tasted better than anything. It was filled with love... sweetness... and the magical flavor of her hands.

So Rong Ye puffed his chest, nodded loyally, and stayed behind... because he also knew when it came to cooking he was practically useless. So he thought he would just guard this female and do some side work.

After she left the small tree house, she immediately wanted to fill her starving soul with dumplings or noodles... or both. Noodles were soft and warm. Dumplings were juicy and heavenly. Both were her favorites, and the moment she imagined the taste, she almost drooled onto her own boots.

She pressed a hand to her stomach dramatically.

She was already hungry and her babies must be starving too. No wonder just moments ago she had sensed so much movement from them.

They were probably protesting for being hungry.

She looked at Han Jue and Hu Yan with shining, determined eyes.

"Light the fire," she ordered like a tiny empress on the verge of fainting from cravings. "Today... I will cook something delicious."

Han Jue: "..."

Hu Yan: "..."

None of them expected her to suddenly say this after such a long silence. They thought there was something serious... wait no, it was really serious. How could they let their female cook?

Both of them looked like they wanted to protest, but Su Qinglan already leaned forward, pouting. "I will only do the minimum. You two will help me. Okay? Please? I need dumplings or noodles. I need them. If not, I will cry."

The two men instantly panicked, especially since her pregnancy mood swings could turn a small tear into a flood.

"Fine."

"We’ll help."

"Don’t cry..."

And just like that, they surrendered.

Once the fire was lit, Su Qinglan happily sat down with her bag of flour. She touched it lovingly, inhaled the faint scent of wheat like it was perfume, and then poured some into a bowl.

She added water carefully and began kneading the dough. The white flour clung to her fingers, soft and cool, and she hummed under her breath as she worked. With every push and fold, her mood brightened, the earlier tension dissolving into the warm rhythm of cooking.

Hu Yan crouched beside her and started chopping vegetables and meat. His expression was serious, like he was cutting enemies instead of meat. The wooden board echoed with steady thumps, and Su Qinglan peeked over in satisfaction.

"Yes. Chop it smaller. Smaller. Perfect! You’re amazing."

Hu Yan, who received praise, immediately worked harder.

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