The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 530 - 527: The Word Husband Upside Down 9_1

Chapter 530: Chapter 527: The Word Husband Upside Down 9_1

He makes it sound so easy, but that old man is hardly ever home. What’s there for me to inspect? Besides, he’s dreaming! Who would *want* to check up on him? Honestly!

Nonetheless, acting as if he didn’t have a care in the world, he stretched lazily and plopped down onto the sofa. "I’m so thirsty. I’ll have some Zhu Ye Qing."

So, I had no choice but to brew him a pot of Zhu Ye Qing tea.

He drank a couple of cups. That’s the thing about tea; the more you drink, the hungrier you get.

"Oh, right, I haven’t had dinner yet. Just make me a couple of simple dishes."

"Just a couple of simple dishes!" As if it’s nothing!

Easy for him to say! I deliberately ate a full dinner at the mall precisely to avoid cooking. And now I’m supposed to cook for this... this guy?

But just as she was grumbling to herself, Wan Donglin shamelessly piped up again, "You still haven’t made up for that meal you owe me. Miss, are you really going to welsh on your debt? Besides, it’s not like I ask you to cook for me every day. I’m just trying to help you cultivate the virtue of keeping your promises. If you can’t do something, don’t make empty promises. Understand?"

It was true; there was such an agreement.

With no other option, she reluctantly dragged herself off to cook.

The ingredients, of course, had been brought by the old man himself; they were surprisingly abundant, and everything was fresh.

She rummaged through the bags and found a dazzling array of neatly sorted and packaged fruits and vegetables—enough to last a whole week.

She heard him casually remark, "Pollution is severe these days. Farmland has long been contaminated by highly toxic pesticides and chemical fertilizers, turning the soil poisonous. Add to that unscrupulous vendors using all sorts of hormones and plumping agents... food safety is a huge concern. These organic fruits and vegetables I brought are from my home; you can’t buy them out there. I asked you to move in with me, but you wouldn’t. It’s such a hassle to carry things like this all the time."

She snorted inwardly. Only an old fussbudget like him would be so picky. I’ve been eating regular food for decades and I’m not dead yet!

In no time, three dishes and a soup were ready.

Wan Donglin took one look and saw that the meal was indeed a feast for the senses—perfect in color, aroma, and taste. The rice was also cooked just right, fluffy and delicious.

He didn’t stand on ceremony and began to eat heartily. Noticing her sitting to the side without eating, he asked, "Why aren’t you eating? Do you get full just by watching me? Am I that much of a feast for the eyes?"

"I just ate before I came back. How could I possibly eat any more?"

"In the future, stop eating out so much. That gutter oil isn’t hygienic."

She didn’t respond. Even street food cooked with gutter oil has its own simple pleasures, as long as you’re not trying to shoulder the worries of the nation.

"If you ask me, you should stop wandering around all day. Preparing for your exam should be your priority..."

Her gaze involuntarily fell on another large bag he had brought: it was crammed full of various materials.

"These are materials I’ve collected. There’s even more, more comprehensive stuff online; I’ve already had someone compile it all and send it to you. Starting next week, I’ve also arranged for a teacher to give you specialized tutoring..."

"Can I opt out of the tutoring?"

"No. The fee’s already been paid, and they won’t give a refund."

Just as Yan Xixi was about to respond, the doorbell suddenly rang.

She was very surprised. With Wan Donglin already here, who else would knock on the door at this time of night? Could it be property management, or someone about the utilities?

Wan Donglin was clearly surprised too.

"I’ll get the door," Wan Donglin offered.

Yan Xixi immediately stood up. "No need, I’ll get it."

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"我才吃了回來,哪裡還吃得下?"

"以後別老出去吃地溝油了,不衛生."

她不答,地溝油也有地溝油的樂趣,只要你不去操中蘭海的心.

"我看你一天到晚也別出去瞎晃悠了,早點做好準備應付考試才是正經..."

她的目光不由得落在他帶來的另一個大袋子裡面:滿滿的全是各種資料.

"這些是我搜集來的,更多更齊全的資料在網上,我已經叫人羅列好統統發給你.下周起,我安排一名老師專門給你補習一下..."

"我不補行嗎?"

"不行,費都交了.人家又不會退錢."

顏細細還要說什麼,門鈴忽然響了.

她好生意外,汪東林已經坐在這裡了,誰還會晚上來敲門?難道是物管水電什麼的?

汪東林顯然也很意外.

"我去開門."

顏細細立即站起身:"不用,我去."

門一開,她愣住了.

站在門口的人也愣住了.

黃小覺的目光落在飯桌上的汪東林身上,不敢置信.

慢慢地,眼神就变得非常奇怪:愤怒?失望?痛苦?绝望?

汪东林为什么会在这里?

为什么这家伙会在这里吃饭?而且,看样子,熟门熟路.

颜细细硬着头皮,低声道:"小觉,有事情吗?"

他嗓子被堵着,无法回答.

在离开之前,他本是抱着最后一丝幻想而来.

（今日到此,大家周末愉快,明日继续.）

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[Her internal monologue: He talks like it’s nothing but he’s hardly ever home. What kind of inspection is he going on about? And he’s dreaming if he thinks someone would be that infatuated with him. Whatever!

Nonetheless acting like he doesn’t have a care in the world, he stretched casually before sitting down on the sofa, "I’m thirsty. I’ll drink some Zhu Ye Qing."

So, I make him some Zhu Ye Qing tea.

After he drinks a couple of cups, the tea makes him hungry. As it usually does.

"Hey, I haven’t eaten dinner yet. A couple of small dishes would be just nice."

A couple of small dishes, he says, as if it’s nothing!

He sure knows how to downplay things. I opted for a filling dinner at the mall just to avoid cooking, and now I’m supposed to cook for this old chap?

But, just as she grumbled inside, Wan Donglin was already the unabashed again, "You still owe me a meal, miss. Do you really think you can afford to not pay your debts? What’s more, I don’t ask for a home-cooked meal every day, I just aim to encourage your good character of keeping promises. If you can’t make it happen, then don’t make empty promises. Got it?"

Well, this was indeed the case.

Feeling helpless, she reluctantly dragged her feet to cook.

As for the ingredients, of course, they were brought by the old man himself: The materials were surprisingly abundant, all fresh.

She rummaged in his bag and saw neatly packaged fresh fruits and vegetables enough for a whole week’s supply.

She heard him casually talking, "Nowadays, pollution is serious, and farmland has long been poisoned by harmful pesticides and fertilizers, which have turned the land toxic. Added to this is the unscrupulous venders who use all kinds of hormones and swelling agents compromising food security. These organic fruits and vegetables I’ve brought are from home, you can’t buy them outside. You don’t want to move with me, it’s really inconvenient to carry things like this."

She snorted, "It’s like you’re so picky about food when I’ve eaten for so many years and never died."

In no time, she got three dishes and a soup cooked.

Seeing the meals, Wan Donglin found them appetizing, both in smell and taste, and the cooked rice was just right, fluffy and delicious.

He started to eat without reservation, but noticed her sitting on the side not eating, "Why aren’t you eating? Do you get full just watching me eat? Do you think I’m that pleasing to the eye?"

"I just had dinner before coming home. I can’t possibly eat anymore," she replied.

"Stop eating out; cooking oil from the gutter isn’t hygienic."

She didn’t respond. Even gutter oil has its own pleasures, as long as you don’t concern yourself with matters of state.

"Instead of wandering around aimlessly all day, it’s better to start preparing for your exam..."

Her eyes fell onto another big bag he had brought with him: it was full of various study materials.

"These are the materials I collected, more and more comprehensive materials are online, I have asked people to organize them and send them all to you. Starting next week, I have arranged a teacher to specifically tutor you..."

"Would it be ok if I don’t have a tutor?"

"No, the fee has already been paid. They won’t refund."

Just as Yan Xixi was about to respond, the doorbell suddenly rang.

She was very surprised. Wan Donglin was already here, who else would knock on the door at this time of night? Could it be the property management or utilities?

Wan Donglin also looked surprised.

"I’ll get the door."

Yan Xixi immediately stood up, "No need, I’ll get it."

She was stunned as the door swung open.

The person at the doorway was stunned too.

The eyes of Huang Xiaojue, who was standing on the doorstep, fell onto Wan Donglin sitting at the dining table; he couldn’t believe it.

Slowly, his expression turned into something strange: anger? disappointment? pain? despair?

Why was Wan Donglin here?

Why was this guy eating here? And by the looks of it, quite comfortably too.

Yan Xixi kept her composure and asked in a low voice, "Xiaojue, is anything the matter?"

He was so stunned that he couldn’t respond.

Before he arrived, he had come harboring one last glimmer of hope.

(End for today. Have a good weekend everyone, more to continue tomorrow.)]

I will begin the proofreading and polishing process.

**Step 1: Initial Revision and Application of Guidelines**

1. **Glossary Terms**:

* Zhu Ye Qing: Confirmed used as "Zhu Ye Qing" or "Zhu Ye Qing tea". Both acceptable.

* Yan Xixi: Used correctly.

* Wan Donglin: Used correctly.

* Huang Xiaojue: Used correctly.

* Xiaojue: Used correctly.

2. **Pronoun Check**: Seems generally okay, will refine for consistency and clarity. The narrator ("I") seems to be Yan Xixi. Let’s ensure this is consistent.

* "So, I make him some Zhu Ye Qing tea." - Narrator is Xixi.

* "She snorted, ’It’s like you’re so picky...’" - Narrator is Xixi. Should be an internal thought.

* "She didn’t respond." - Narrator.

* "Her eyes fell onto another big bag..." - Narrator.

3. **Inner Monologue (...)**:

* "He talks like it’s nothing..." -> He makes it sound so easy, but that old man is hardly ever home. What am I supposed to inspect? And he’s dreaming if he thinks anyone would actually *want* to do that. Honestly!

* "A couple of small dishes, he says, as if it’s nothing!" -> A couple of simple dishes, he says! As if it’s nothing!

* "He sure knows how to downplay things. I opted..." -> Easy for him to say! I specifically ate a filling dinner at the mall just to avoid cooking, and now I’m supposed to cook for this character? (Using "this character" as a slightly exasperated term for "这大爷").

* "Well, this was indeed the case." -> It was true; there *was* such an agreement.

* "She snorted, ’It’s like you’re so picky...’" -> She snorted inwardly. *He’s* so picky! I’ve been eating ordinary food for decades and haven’t died yet. (Making it more direct thought).

* "She didn’t respond. Even gutter oil..." -> She didn’t respond. Even gutter oil has its own appeal, as long as you don’t trouble yourself with affairs of state. (Refined "中兰海的心" meaning "matters of state/high-level concerns").

* "She was very surprised. Wan Donglin..." -> She was genuinely surprised. Wan Donglin was already here; who else would knock at this hour? Property management? Utilities?

* "Why was Wan Donglin here?" -> Huang Xiaojue’s thought: Why was Wan Donglin here?

* "Why was this guy eating here? And by the looks of it, quite comfortably too." -> Huang Xiaojue’s thought: Why was this guy eating here? And he looked so comfortable, like he owned the place! (Strengthening "熟门熟路").

4. **Address Terms**:

* "old chap" -> Replaced in thought with "this character."

* "Mister Wan" -> Seems to be used by the narrator sometimes when Wan Donglin speaks. It sounds slightly off if Xixi is the narrator and feels that way about him. Let’s use "Wan Donglin" or "he" more consistently unless it’s dialogue.

* "Mister Wan was already the unabashed again" -> "Wan Donglin was already being shameless again"

* "小姐" (miss) -> "Miss" is fine in dialogue.

* "他老人家" (tā lǎorenjiā) - "that old man," "the old man himself." This is fine.

5. **Idioms/Cultural Terms**:

* 说得潇洒 (shuō dé xiāosǎ): "He makes it sound so easy" / "He says it so casually."

* 想得美 (xiǎng dé měi): "he’s dreaming."

* 没事人一般 (méishìrén yībān): "acting like he doesn’t have a care in the world."

* 一屁股坐在沙发上 (yī pìgu zuò zài shāfā shàng): "plopped himself down on the sofa."

* 说得倒轻巧 (shuō dé dào qīngqiǎo): "Easy for him to say!"

* 暗暗腹诽 (àn’àn fùfěi): "grumbled inside."

* 赖账 (lài zhàng): "welsh on your debt."

* 开空头支票 (kāi kōngtóu zhīpiào): "make empty promises."

* 没辙 (méi zhé): "Feeling helpless" / "With no other option."

* 扒拉口袋 (bā lā kǒudài): "rummaged in his bag" (referring to the grocery bags).

* 琳琅满目 (línláng mǎnmù): "dazzling array."

* 无良商贩 (wúliáng shāngfàn): "unscrupulous vendors."

* 食品安全十分堪忧 (shípǐn ānquán shífēn kānyōu): "food security is a grave concern."

* 就你大爷天天挑剔 (jiù nǐ dàye tiāntiān tiāotì): Changed to her thought: "He’s so picky!"

* 色香味俱全 (sè xiāng wèi jù quán): "appetizing, both in smell and taste" -> "perfect in color, aroma, and taste."

* 恰到好处 (qiàdàohǎochù): "just right."

* 大快朵颐 (dàkuài duòyí): "eat heartily."

* 秀色可餐 (xiùsèkěcān): "pleasing to the eye" -> "Am I that much of a feast for the eyes?"

* 地沟油 (dìgōu yóu): "gutter oil."

* 瞎晃悠 (xiā huàngyou): "wandering around aimlessly."

* 熟门熟路 (shúménshúlù): "quite comfortably too" -> "he looked so comfortable, like he owned the place!" or "as if he knew his way around."

* 硬着头皮 (yìngzhe tóupí): "kept her composure" -> "bracing herself."

6. **Sentence Structure/Fluency**:

* "He talks like it’s nothing but he’s hardly ever home." -> Start with the inner monologue.

* "So, I make him some Zhu Ye Qing tea." -> "So, I had no choice but to make him some Zhu Ye Qing tea." (Adding "只好").

* "After he drinks a couple of cups, the tea makes him hungry. As it usually does." -> "After he drank a couple of cups, the tea started to make him hungry, as it often does." (Past tense, smoother).

* "A couple of small dishes would be just nice." -> "A couple of simple dishes would be nice."

* "The materials were surprisingly abundant, all fresh." -> "The ingredients were surprisingly abundant, and all of them fresh."

* "She heard him casually talking," -> "She heard him remark casually,"

* "...compromising food security." -> "...making food safety a serious concern."

* "You don’t want to move with me, it’s really inconvenient to carry things like this." -> "I told you to move in with me, but you refused. It’s such a pain to carry things like this."

* "In no time, she got three dishes and a soup cooked." -> "Before long, she had prepared three dishes and a soup."

* "Seeing the meals, Wan Donglin found them appetizing..." -> "Wan Donglin looked at the meal; it was truly perfect in color, aroma, and taste."

* "He started to eat without reservation, but noticed her sitting on the side not eating," -> "He tucked in without ceremony, then noticed her sitting to one side and not eating."

* "I just had dinner before coming home. I can’t possibly eat anymore," -> "I just ate before coming back. How could I possibly eat more?"

* "cooking oil from the gutter isn’t hygienic." -> "that gutter oil isn’t hygienic."

* "more and more comprehensive materials are online" -> "there are even more comprehensive materials online"

* "The eyes of Huang Xiaojue, who was standing on the doorstep, fell onto Wan Donglin sitting at the dining table, he couldn’t believe it." -> "Huang Xiaojue’s gaze, from the doorway, landed on Wan Donglin at the dining table. He couldn’t believe his eyes."

* "Slowly, his expression turned into something strange: anger? disappointment? pain? despair?" -> "Slowly, a very strange look came into his eyes: anger? Disappointment? Pain? Despair?"

* "Yan Xixi kept her composure and asked in a low voice," -> "Yan Xixi, bracing herself, asked in a low voice,"

* "He was so stunned that he couldn’t respond." -> "His throat tightened, and he couldn’t get a word out."

* "When he left, he had initially come with the last glimmer of hope." -> "Before coming over, he had been clinging to one last sliver of hope."

7. **Formatting**:

* Removed the extra quote mark before "I’ll get the door."

* The author’s note at the end is fine as is.

Let’s rewrite the entire Chapter with these changes.

**Revised Text (First Pass):**

He makes it sound so easy, but that old man is hardly ever home. What am I supposed to inspect? And he’s dreaming if he thinks anyone would actually *want* to do that. Honestly!

Nonetheless, acting as if he didn’t have a care in the world, he stretched lazily and plopped down onto the sofa. "I’m so thirsty. I’ll have some Zhu Ye Qing."

So, I had no choice but to make him some Zhu Ye Qing tea.

After he drank a couple of cups, the tea started to make him hungry, as it often does.

"Oh, right, I haven’t eaten dinner yet. A couple of simple dishes would be nice."

"A couple of simple dishes would be nice!" As if it’s that easy!

Easy for him to say! I specifically ate a filling dinner at the mall just to avoid cooking, and now I’m supposed to cook for this character?

But, just as she was grumbling inwardly, Wan Donglin was already being shameless again. "You still owe me that meal, Miss. Are you really going to welsh on your debt? Besides, I don’t ask you to cook every day; I’m just trying to help you cultivate the virtue of keeping promises. If you can’t do something, don’t make empty promises. Got it?"

It was true; there *was* such an agreement.

Feeling helpless, she reluctantly dragged herself to the kitchen to cook.

The ingredients, of course, had been brought by the old man himself. They were surprisingly abundant, and all of them fresh.

She rummaged through his bags and saw a dazzling array of fruits and vegetables, all sorted and packaged—enough for a whole week.

She heard him remark casually, "Nowadays, pollution is serious. Farmland has long been poisoned by toxic pesticides and chemical fertilizers, turning the soil toxic. Add to that unscrupulous vendors using all kinds of hormones and plumping agents—food safety is a serious concern. These organic fruits and vegetables I brought are from my home; you can’t buy them outside. I told you to move in with me, but you refused. It’s such a pain to carry things like this."

She snorted inwardly. *He’s* so picky! I’ve been eating ordinary food for decades and haven’t died yet.

Before long, she had prepared three dishes and a soup.

Wan Donglin looked at the meal; it was truly perfect in color, aroma, and taste. The rice was also cooked just right—fluffy and delicious.

He tucked in without ceremony, then noticed her sitting to one side and not eating. "Why aren’t you eating? Are you full just from watching me? Am I that much of a feast for the eyes?"

"I just ate before coming back. How could I possibly eat more?"

"In the future, stop eating out all the time. That gutter oil isn’t hygienic."

She didn’t respond. Even gutter oil has its own appeal, as long as you don’t trouble yourself with affairs of state.

"Instead of wandering around aimlessly all day, you should focus on preparing for your exams. That’s what matters..."

Her gaze involuntarily fell on another large bag he had brought with him: it was crammed full of various study materials.

"These are materials I’ve collected. There are even more comprehensive materials online; I’ve already had someone compile them all and send them to you. Starting next week, I’ve arranged for a teacher to give you specialized tutoring..."

"Can I opt out of the tutoring?"

"No. The fee’s already been paid, and they won’t issue a refund."

Just as Yan Xixi was about to say something more, the doorbell suddenly rang.

She was genuinely surprised. Wan Donglin was already here; who else would knock at this hour? Property management? Utilities?

Wan Donglin also looked clearly surprised.

"I’ll get the door," he said.

Yan Xixi immediately stood up. "No need, I’ll get it."

When she opened the door, she froze.

The person standing at the doorway froze too.

Huang Xiaojue’s gaze, from the doorway, landed on Wan Donglin at the dining table. He couldn’t believe his eyes.

Slowly, a very strange look came into his eyes: Anger? Disappointment? Pain? Despair?

Why was Wan Donglin here?

Why was this guy eating here? And he looked so comfortable, as if he owned the place!

Yan Xixi, bracing herself, asked in a low voice, "Xiaojue, is something wrong?"

His throat tightened, and he couldn’t get a word out.

Before coming over, he had been clinging to one last sliver of hope.

(End for today. Have a good weekend everyone, more to continue tomorrow.)

**Step 2 & 3: Final Non-English Content Detection & Translation and Final Quality Check**

Reviewing the revised text to ensure 100% English and adherence to all rules.

- Pronouns: The "I" narrator perspective for Xixi seems consistent now.

- Address terms: "Old man" for Wan Donglin in Xixi’s thoughts feels appropriate for "他老人家" or "大爷". "Wan Donglin" is used by the narrator. "Miss" for Xixi from Wan Donglin.

- Idioms: Naturalized.

- Inner Monologues: Marked.

- Sentence flow and run-ons: Improved.

- Punctuation: Corrected (e.g. comma before dialogue tags, quotation marks).

- No Chinese characters or Pinyin remain.

A few more tweaks for flow and naturalness:

- "A couple of simple dishes would be nice!" As if it’s that easy! -> Maybe "...As if it’s that simple!"

- "this character?" -> "this old coot?" or stick with "this guy?" to be less aggressive. Let’s use "this character" as it’s somewhat neutral but shows her internal dismissal.

- "It was true; there *was* such an agreement." -> This is fine.

- "She rummaged through his bags" -> "She rummaged through the bags he’d brought". "His bags" might imply personal luggage.

- "Wan Donglin looked at the meal; it was truly perfect..." -> "Wan Donglin took a look; the meal was truly perfect..."

- "Are you full just from watching me?" -> "Can you get full just by watching me?" or "Does watching me eat fill you up?"

- "you should focus on preparing for your exams. That’s what matters..." -> "you should focus on preparing for your exams; that’s what really matters."

- "When she opened the door, she froze." -> Good.

- "The person standing at the doorway froze too." -> Good.

- "Before coming over, he had been clinging to one last sliver of hope." -> Good.

Looks solid.

One more check: "门一开,她愣住了." - "When she opened the door, she froze." or "The moment she opened the door, she froze." The current one is fine.

"站在门口的人也愣住了." - "The person standing at the doorway froze too." Fine.

"黄小觉的目光落在饭桌上的汪东林身上,不敢置信." -> "Huang Xiaojue’s gaze, from the doorway, landed on Wan Donglin at the dining table. He stared in disbelief." (Changed from "couldn’t believe his eyes" for slight variation and directness).

Consider the line "他嗓子被堵着,无法回答."

Previous revision: "His throat tightened, and he couldn’t get a word out." This is good.

Original translation: "He was so stunned that he couldn’t respond." This is also a valid interpretation of the *effect*. "嗓子被堵着" is more literal "his throat was blocked." My revision is a good balance.

Final check for the prompt requirement: "100% pure English text with ZERO tolerance for any Chinese characters." This is met.

"Punctuation - Multi-Paragraph Dialogue: Apply correct quotation marks for multi-paragraph speech (open quote each paragraph, close quote only on the final paragraph)." Wan Donglin’s speech about pollution and food, then about study materials, are distinct blocks separated by Xixi’s thoughts or actions, so they are treated as separate dialogues, not one continuous multi-paragraph speech. This is correctly handled.

The opening thought by Xixi:

"说得潇洒,他老人家经常不在家,自己去查什么岗?而且,他想得美呢!谁爱去查岗啊.真是的."

"He makes it sound so easy! That old geezer is hardly ever home, so what rounds am I supposed to be checking for him? Besides, he’s dreaming if he thinks anyone would actually *want* to do that. Honestly!"

"Old geezer" for "他老人家" captures the slight disrespect. "What rounds am I supposed to be checking for him?" for "自己去查什么岗?". "he’s dreaming if he thinks anyone would actually *want* to do that." for "他想得美呢!谁爱去查岗啊.".

This feels pretty good. Let’s use this version.

Original again: "He talks like it’s nothing but he’s hardly ever home. What kind of inspection is he going on about? And he’s dreaming if he thinks someone would be that infatuated with him. Whatever!"

My previous: He makes it sound so easy, but that old man is hardly ever home. What am I supposed to inspect? And he’s dreaming if he thinks anyone would actually *want* to do that. Honestly!

"That old man" is safer than "old geezer" perhaps. "What am I supposed to inspect?" is good. "Infatuated" was definitely an over-interpretation. "Wants to do that" for "爱去" (loves to go/wants to go).

Let’s stick to my previous one, slightly less aggressive with "that old man."

He makes it sound so easy, but that old man is hardly ever home. What am I supposed to inspect? And he’s dreaming if he thinks anyone would actually *want* to do that. Honestly!

This version is good.

Ok, final check on the line: "I opted for a filling dinner at the mall just to avoid cooking, and now I’m supposed to cook for this old chap?"

My revision: Easy for him to say! I specifically ate a filling dinner at the mall just to avoid cooking, and now I’m supposed to cook for this character?

"This character" as a slightly annoyed, dismissive term. Or, "this... *gentleman*?" (sarcastic). "This guy" is also possible. "This character" has a nice ring of her being unimpressed.

Consider the use of "Mister Wan" vs "Wan Donglin".

"But, just as she grumbled inside, Mister Wan was already the unabashed again"

The narrator is Xixi. If she thinks of him as "old man", "old fussbudget", would the narration (which is her POV) call him "Mister Wan"? Likely not.

So "But, just as she was grumbling inwardly, Wan Donglin was already being shameless again" is better.

My revision uses "Wan Donglin" there, which is good for consistency if Xixi is the narrator.

Looks ready.He makes it sound so easy, but that old man is hardly ever home. What am I supposed to inspect? And he’s dreaming if he thinks anyone would actually *want* to do that. Honestly!

Nonetheless, acting as if he didn’t have a care in the world, he stretched lazily and plopped down onto the sofa. "I’m so thirsty. I’ll have some Zhu Ye Qing."

So, I had no choice but to make him some Zhu Ye Qing tea.

After he drank a couple of cups, the tea started to make him hungry, as it often does.

"Oh, right, I haven’t eaten dinner yet. A couple of simple dishes would be nice."

"A couple of simple dishes would be nice!" As if it’s that simple!

Easy for him to say! I specifically ate a filling dinner at the mall just to avoid cooking, and now I’m supposed to cook for this character?

But, just as she was grumbling inwardly, Wan Donglin was already being shameless again. "You still owe me that meal, Miss. Are you really going to welsh on your debt? Besides, I don’t ask you to cook every day; I’m just trying to help you cultivate the virtue of keeping promises. If you can’t do something, don’t make empty promises. Got it?"

It was true; there *was* such an agreement.

Feeling helpless, she reluctantly dragged herself to the kitchen to cook.

The ingredients, of course, had been brought by the old man himself. They were surprisingly abundant, and all of them fresh.

She rummaged through the bags he’d brought and saw a dazzling array of fruits and vegetables, all sorted and packaged—enough for a whole week.

She heard him remark casually, "Nowadays, pollution is serious. Farmland has long been poisoned by toxic pesticides and chemical fertilizers, turning the soil toxic. Add to that unscrupulous vendors using all kinds of hormones and plumping agents—food safety is a serious concern. These organic fruits and vegetables I brought are from my home; you can’t buy them outside. I told you to move in with me, but you refused. It’s such a pain to carry things like this."

She snorted inwardly. *He’s* so picky! I’ve been eating ordinary food for decades and haven’t died yet.

Before long, she had prepared three dishes and a soup.

Wan Donglin took a look; the meal was truly perfect in color, aroma, and taste. The rice was also cooked just right—fluffy and delicious.

He tucked in without ceremony, then noticed her sitting to one side and not eating. "Why aren’t you eating? Does watching me eat fill you up? Am I that much of a feast for the eyes?"

"I just ate before coming back. How could I possibly eat more?"

"In the future, stop eating out all the time. That gutter oil isn’t hygienic."

She didn’t respond. Even gutter oil has its own appeal, as long as you don’t trouble yourself with affairs of state.

"Instead of wandering around aimlessly all day, you should focus on preparing for your exams; that’s what really matters..."

Her gaze involuntarily fell on another large bag he had brought with him: it was crammed full of various study materials.

"These are materials I’ve collected. There are even more comprehensive materials online; I’ve already had someone compile them all and send them to you. Starting next week, I’ve arranged for a teacher to give you specialized tutoring..."

"Can I opt out of the tutoring?"

"No. The fee’s already been paid, and they won’t issue a refund."

Just as Yan Xixi was about to say something more, the doorbell suddenly rang.

She was genuinely surprised. Wan Donglin was already here; who else would knock at this hour? Property management? Utilities?

Wan Donglin also looked clearly surprised.

"I’ll get the door," he said.

Yan Xixi immediately stood up. "No need, I’ll get it."

When she opened the door, she froze.

The person standing at the doorway froze too.

Huang Xiaojue’s gaze, from the doorway, landed on Wan Donglin at the dining table. He stared in disbelief.

Slowly, a very strange look came into his eyes: Anger? Disappointment? Pain? Despair?

Why was Wan Donglin here?

Why was this guy eating here? And he looked so comfortable, as if he owned the place!ŸŸŸ

Yan Xixi, bracing herself, asked in a low voice, "Xiaojue, is something wrong?"

His throat tightened, and he couldn’t get a word out.

Before coming over, he had been clinging to one last sliver of hope.

(End for today. Have a good weekend everyone, more to continue tomorrow.)