Chapter 156: Ziyan Arrives

"Brother, I'm hungry. Go make me something to eat. I want something delicious," Chu Yan'er suddenly turned around and urged Chu Feng to cook.

"Alright, Brother will make you something delicious." Chu Feng affectionately patted her little head, then turned and went downstairs.

The moment Chu Feng closed the door, Chu Yan'er's expression twisted in agony as she clutched her head. After two or three minutes, she slowly let go, her face covered in cold sweat caused by the intense pain.

Once the pain subsided, Chu Yan'er took a handkerchief from her pocket, wiped her face, and checked her reflection in the mirror. Making sure everything looked fine, she finally went downstairs.

Chu Feng was already busy in the kitchen. In their earlier years, he had raised his younger sister on his own, and it was during those times that he had mastered his culinary skills.

Later, after starting work at Jimin Hospital, Chu Feng hired a housekeeper, Mother Zhang, to take charge of Chu Yan'er's daily life and care.

Hearing the rhythmic chopping of vegetables from the kitchen, a flash of blissful a smile crossed Chu Yan'er's face. Having such a good brother who cared for her so deeply, she was already more than content.

"Miss, a young lady has come looking for the young master. She says she is his girlfriend," Mother Zhang said as she walked over to Chu Yan'er, who was sitting on the sofa watching television.

"My brother's girlfriend is here? Why didn't he bring my sister-in-law straight back with him? Hurry and show her in," Chu Yan'er said, feeling somewhat puzzled by Mother Zhang's words. She couldn't understand why her brother hadn't brought his girlfriend home directly.

A short while later, a girl with purple hair entered the living room. Seeing the girl with vibrant hair, Chu Yan'er felt a slight sense of unease.

She assumed her brother had gotten mixed up with some rebellious punk, wondering why anyone would willingly dye their hair purple.

"Hello, you must be Chu Feng's sister, Chu Yan'er. My name is Ziyan, and I'm your brother's fake girlfriend," Ziyan said as she walked up to Chu Yan'er, feeling a little nervous that Chu Feng's sister might not accept her.

"You just said you were my brother's girlfriend, but now you're saying you're his fake girlfriend. So, are you actually my brother's girlfriend or not?"

Having never experienced the deceit and schemes of the outside world, Chu Yan'er couldn't quite grasp what Ziyan meant.

"How should I put it? To the outside world, your brother and I are a couple, but among close people, we're just friends. To put it bluntly, I'm just a shield for your brother."

Ziyan was completely making things up. While there had been a certain ambiguous tension between her and Chu Feng before, it had never reached the level she was describing.

"Ziyan, why are you here? Weren't you supposed to be in the capital?" Hearing someone talking to his sister, Chu Feng walked out of the kitchen. He was startled the moment he saw Ziyan.

Before leaving for the Golden Triangle, Chu Feng had instructed her to stay at the hospital and protect Elder Chen. So how had she ended up here today?

"And you have the nerve to ask? If you had told me you were coming back here today, I wouldn't have come. Do you know I chased after you across more than half of China?"

Ziyan didn't spell things out too clearly in front of Chu Feng's sister, assuming that Chu Yan'er knew nothing about Chu Feng's true identity.

Hearing Ziyan's words, Chu Feng suddenly remembered that Long Feihu had indeed dispatched someone to the Golden Triangle to provide backup, and he hadn't expected that person to be Ziyan.

When Long Feihu sent someone to rendezvous with Chu Feng in the Golden Triangle, that person was indeed Ziyan, though it was entirely her own initiative rather than an assignment from Long Feihu.

Even Ziyan couldn't fully explain why she had done it; she simply felt a strong urge in her heart that she needed to go, so she went.

"Keep my sister company and watch some TV for a bit. Dinner will be ready soon, and we'll eat together. My cooking isn't bad at all," Chu Feng told Ziyan, asking her to stay and watch television with his sister before darting back into the kitchen to continue his work.

"What did you mean when you said you chased my brother across more than half of China? Have you two been running from each other this whole time?" Although Chu Yan'er hadn't experienced much of the world, she was quite intelligent. Had it not been for her mysterious illness, she easily could have been admitted to Capital University.

"Well, your brother secretly kissed me one evening and deliberately grabbed my chest. When I demanded he take responsibility, he refused. So I went after him, and he kept leading me in circles until we finally ended up back here."

Ziyan portrayed Chu Feng as an utter scoundrel—the kind who took advantage of someone and then refused to own up to it.

Hearing this, Chu Yan'er quickly covered her small head, as if trying to deny the existence of such a person. She didn't know him at all. She never imagined her brother capable of doing something so shameful.

"So since you chased him all the way here, do you want my brother to take responsibility? If so, I suggest you dye your hair back to its natural color first. I really don't like that purple."

Chu Yan'er said to Ziyan with a completely serious expression; she genuinely disliked that color.

Hearing this, Ziyan glanced at her purple locks with a trace of reluctance in her eyes. Her purple hair had been with her for a very long time.

"Come and eat," Chu Feng called out just as the two girls finished chatting, having finished preparing the dishes.

"You came on the right day. My brother's cooking is fantastic. You probably haven't tried it before, otherwise you would have married my brother long ago."

Chu Yan'er showered her brother with unsparing praise without the slightest hint of embarrassment.

Ziyan felt a flicker of anticipation as well. Back in the capital when she used to deal with Chu Feng, she had never once heard that he knew how to cook.

After arriving in Nanyun City, she had contacted Long Feihu, but Chu Feng and his team had already retreated and were aboard a flight to Shanghai. Consequently, Ziyan bought a plane ticket to Shanghai as well.

"Mother Zhang, come sit and eat with us too," Chu Feng called out to Mother Zhang, who was standing nearby. This was his old rule; he never made the domestic help stand while everyone else ate, insisting that everyone dine together.

Mother Zhang had remained standing because she noticed a guest had arrived, but upon hearing Chu Feng's summons, she retrieved a set of bowls and chopsticks and took a seat.

"How is it? My brother's cooking is great, right? If you want to marry him, you'd better hurry. If you hesitate and drag your feet any longer, you might end up at the back of the line. The people waiting in line to chase my brother could stretch all the way from here to the capital."

Chu Yan'er declared proudly to Ziyan. Back then, Xu Ruohan from Jimin Hospital had also visited Chu Feng's home. At the time, Chu Yan'er had been quite fond of her and hoped her brother would pursue a relationship with her, but Chu Feng had suddenly left for the capital a few days later, leaving the matter unresolved.

"What are you rambling about? Just eat your food," Chu Feng shot his sister a warning glare, signaling her to stop talking nonsense, before placing a piece of meat into her bowl.