Urban All-Round Master

Chapter 1918 - 1908: The Sisters’ Jealous Rivalry

"Hey, Little Sidekick, you’re here!" From afar, as Lin Zifeng’s car just arrived at Beiming Mansion, Beiming Lan waved her little hand to show her presence. Lin Zifeng also saw Beiming Yu waiting for him with his two precious daughters standing next to him. Honestly, this kind of grand welcome, this kind of hospitality was something Lin Zifeng was witnessing for the first time. When did Beiming Yu become so formal with the rituals? It made Lin Zifeng feel a bit uneasy.Tap, tap, tap... Beiming Lan trotted in her delicate high heels to the front of Lin Zifeng’s car and personally opened the door for him, making her look like Lin Zifeng’s little sidekick. This switch in roles made Lin Zifeng feel quite awkward.

"I say, Lan, this kind of treatment makes me very uncomfortable," Lin Zifeng said with a grin, squinting his eyes.

"Oh, come on. I’m just being proactive because you traveled all the way here and must be tired. What’s up, Little Sidekick? Ya know, I’ve lowered myself like this and you’re still not used to it?" The young girl chuckled, tilting her head proudly.

Whoa! Lin Zifeng’s heart shook twice gently. If she treated him like this forever, he wouldn’t know if it was blissful or unfortunate.

"Why are you on time today?" Just then, Beiming Yu walked over gracefully. He noticed his daughter meticulously dressed up all morning just to meet this guy. What puzzled Beiming Yu the most was that while Beiming Lan had a reason for dressing up like this, his other daughter Beiming Huang also spent the entire morning imitating her.

Usually quite reserved and introverted, Beiming Huang was the classic literary type. Even a literati could put aside their style, dressing herself in a flashy manner was something Beiming Yu never expected.

As Beiming Yu slowly approached Lin Zifeng, Beiming Huang didn’t fall behind either. She tiptoed alongside her father, slowly arriving in front of Lin Zifeng. Looking at his utterly charming face, Beiming Huang’s heart raced like a deer, thumping uncontrollably. Trying to muster a few words for Lin Zifeng, but as the words reached her mouth, she shyly swallowed them back, only able to watch as her sister Beiming Lan chit-chatted continually...

Soon, at Beiming Lan’s invitation, the four of them strolled to the depths of Beiming Mansion, arriving in the courtyard at the back. What appeared before Lin Zifeng was a delicate stone table, decorated with exquisitely prepared dishes. All the dishes were made by Beiming Lan and her sister Beiming Huang themselves. Though the Beiming Mansion’s chef was involved, they only acted as assistants at most, but it was still creditable for both of them.

"Hey, Little Sidekick, did you know? I’ve been busy all morning just to make these delicious treats for you." Beiming Lan giggled as she placed a piece of emerald green pastry, carved with a large ’Feng’ character, into Lin Zifeng’s bowl, overflowing with emotion.

"Did you make this yourself?" Looking at the bright green pastry, Lin Zifeng was in disbelief. If such pastry came from this young lady, it would be too fake. A girl like her—who does nothing but receive clothes and meals—could even make pastries?

"Yes, I made it myself. You haven’t tasted it yet. Are you saying it’s not tasty?" Beiming Lan swiftly grabbed another piece and ate. "Mm-hmm, it’s quite delicious. Don’t you like it?"

"Uh, I like it, I like it. How could I not?" Lin Zifeng nodded, unsure of whose handiwork the pastries were. Beiming Huang saw her sister personally serving Lin Zifeng some pastries and also appeared unwilling to lag behind. She quickly picked up a piece with chopsticks and placed it warmly in Lin Zifeng’s bowl.

"Lin, try this piece of pastry. I made it myself. Although, I’m not sure if it tastes good," Beiming Huang smiled softly, displaying an incredibly alluring look. In Lin Zifeng’s eyes, it suddenly felt as though a chill ran down his spine. What was happening today? How did these two girls transform so abruptly? Could his charm have risen to a point where it’s universally lethal?

"Little Sidekick, try this one too. I personally made it for you. It would be a pity if you didn’t taste it." Beiming Lan picked up another piece with her chopsticks for him.

"..." Lin Zifeng stood silent, neither accepting nor refusing the gesture, allowing her to place the pastry in his bowl, eyes blank, unsure why she was so diligent today.

"Lin, you must try this one; it’s nourishing." Beiming Huang also offered him a piece.

"..." Lin Zifeng looked expressionless and said nothing.

"Hey, hey, hey. You all are so eager, but why haven’t I seen any of you serve a piece to your mother?" At this point, Beiming Yu frowned, quite unable to bear it anymore. Did a mother not deserve as much affection as an outsider?

"Ungrateful kids. Did your old mother raise you up only for you to ignore her efforts? I’ve been sitting here all this time, and you act like I’m not fit for your consideration?" Beiming Yu’s charming eyes glided as she inwardly sulked.

"Hehe, Beiming Yu, I just gave Little Sidekick a few bites. I’ll give one to you now. Don’t be so petty." Seeing her mother feeling slightly jealous, Beiming Lan stuck out her sweet tongue and then quickly served her mother a piece into her bowl.

"Finally decided to serve me, huh? But now I have no appetite at all. Go ahead, keep serving Little Sidekick." Beiming Yu mumbled grumpily, feigning anger.

"Alright, alright. Beiming Yu is the greatest and the best. Come, to compensate you, I’ll give you another piece."

"Yes, mother. Have a piece." Beiming Huang followed her sister’s example, quickly serving her mother several lovely pastries into her bowl, soothing Beiming Yu’s discontent.

"Here, Little Sidekick, try this too." At this point, Beiming Lan reached over to serve Lin Zifeng a piece of fresh red squid, just as her sister Beiming Huang grabbed the same slice. Instantly, the two pairs of chopsticks touched, each wanting to serve Lin Zifeng the same squid.

Immediately, the two girls glared at each other, eyes full of competitiveness, as if they wanted to devour each other.

"Beiming Huang, don’t think I don’t know. You little fox, you’re trying to steal my Little Sidekick. Hmph, even if I give you the chance, you wouldn’t win his heart. With your assets, could you really seduce him? A joke. Little Sidekick is mine. Without my permission, no one can steal him from me."

Beiming Lan sneered inwardly.

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