Chapter 479 If It Was Your Feeling, Would You Defend It?
Oona glanced at it and said sheepishly, "I don't know how...can you teach me?"
Misha said readily, "No problem!"
The kitchen seemed to be very harmonious, but neither of them spoke much. Misha was teaching her conscientiously, but Oona seemed a little distracted. From time to time, she would look at her thoughtfully, but Misha clearly looked at her.
When he arrived, he pretended not to know.
Outside the kitchen, Yu Yi was holding a cup and looking inside nervously.
He always felt that the atmosphere was very strange...but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Sister Sha’s fiery temper won’t lead to a fight with Oona, right?
Thinking of this, he shuddered. He couldn't imagine whether Mr. Rong would help Sister Sha or turn to Oona at that time.
Without even picking up the water, he quietly left again. It was a place of right and wrong now, so it was better to stay away.
Oona looked up at Misha again, then slowly lowered her eyes, and asked softly, "Miss Mi... you will... leave here, right?"
Misha turned her head and frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Since you already know that An Rong and I are a very loving couple, and you are fake engaged, you will not be together. So... even if we leave now, there is no problem."
Misha smiled, but there was no warmth at all, "Why, Miss Oona, you just came back and you want to kick away the obstacles in front of you?" She approached Oona, her smile made people shudder, "Where am I?
No one can care about me! If you want me to leave, unless you let An Rong come to me and tell you!"
Oona slowly raised her eyes and pulled away the hair covering her face, revealing the burn scar.
Misha frowned and stared at her, "What do you mean?"
She said, "Have you seen it? It's so ugly, so disgusting..." Then she stretched out her wrist again. There were several deep scars where she had been cut by a knife. "I've cut myself several times for it."
I wanted to kill myself, but every time I thought of An Rong, I lost my courage and had to crawl out again to call for help... I didn't want to die because An Rong was still alive. After thinking about it, I plucked up the courage.
Come back to him." As she said that, she lowered her head and smiled, "It's exactly as I imagined, he still hasn't changed towards me... I know that he has been waiting for me to come back."
Misha looked at her and didn't know what to say. Such deep feelings cannot be understood by others.
Oona looked at Misha very seriously, "Miss Mi, if this is your feeling, will you defend it?"
Misha was startled, narrowed her eyes, and her eyes flickered slightly.
After a long while, she smiled and said, "Miss Oona, do you think I will pose a threat to you?"
Oona said nothing and looked elsewhere.
Misha added, "If I leave, you will be together forever, and I won't say anything about that. But..." Her eyes flashed. At that time, she no longer hesitated, but became clear and firm, "You can't even detect me."
If you want to clear the road ahead, why should you use other people's sacrifices as stepping stones?" As she said that, she took everything in Oona's hand and said, "I think I'd better bake it alone, I'm afraid.
The biscuits that pass through your hands will be bitter."
Oona bit her lip and stood there helplessly, "You misunderstood me..."
Misha raised her hand, interrupted her next words, and said calmly, "You and I have nothing to do with each other, and there will be no conflicts, let alone misunderstandings. If there are, then you are worrying too much."
Looking at this domineering woman in front of me, it's like there is a kind of magic, and she is dazzling with confidence.
Oona looked away, subconsciously covered the scar on her face, turned around, and quickly left the kitchen.
Misha continued to make her cookies, feeling depressed again.
Is there a mistake? Why do you regard her as an imaginary enemy?
After working for a long time, she finally baked a plate full of butter biscuits, grabbed one in her hand, and ate it while walking.
When they came to the living room, An Rong and Yu Yi were talking there. Misha sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, biting it loudly.
Yu Yi's nose twitched a few times, "It smells so good!" He came over after looking for the smell, smiling, "Sister Sha, did you bake this?"
Just as she was about to reach out to grab it, Misha slapped her face and said, "Wash your hands!"
"Oh!" Yu Yihuan immediately went to wash his hands happily, then rushed back and sat next to her. He raised his left and right hands together, grabbed a few pieces, stuffed one into his mouth, and quickly took the others to honor the young master, "Rong
Shao, try it! Sister Sha’s bake is especially delicious!”
An Rong took it and took a small bite. It was indeed very fragrant, more delicious than any dessert he had ever tasted before.
Misha didn't look at the two people, she stared at the TV and ate to herself, obviously feeling angry in her heart, but she still had to show off her indifference.
Yu Yi ate a few bites, then went to grab a few more pieces from the plate, and finally took the plate over and said, "Sister Sha, why are there so few? This is not enough to eat. Is there any more?"
Misha glanced at him sideways, "This is baked for me to eat."
When Yu Yi heard this, he immediately shook his head in disapproval, "Sister Sha, this is wrong with you. How can you eat alone?"
Misha directly snatched his plate, picked it up and walked back, "Who said I can't eat alone?"
"Hey, Sister Sha, why do you say you'll fall out when you fall out?" Yu Yi reluctantly turned around and started to complain about An Rong, "Young Master Rong, it's all your fault. If you hadn't offended Sister Sha, how could she have done this?
Why don’t you give us cookies?”
An Rong took out a tissue and wiped her hands, "Did I offend her?"
"Of course! There are only four people in this room. If it's not you, how can it be Miss Oona?"
An Rong stood there, her eyebrows furrowed deeply.
"Ahem... Mr. Rong, I'm not too talkative, but Miss Oona and Sister Sha should both feel a little awkward living under the same roof, right?" Yu Yi said cautiously, "One is just engaged to you.
The other woman is an old lover, and women are very petty...how can they accept the existence of the other one?"
An Rong said nothing, sat down, and tightened his eyes.
Yu Yi didn't dare to say anything more for fear of making the young master unhappy. Oona's appearance was unexpected by everyone.
"An Rong..." Oona came out and said shyly, "I want to go out to buy something, can you accompany me?"
An Rong looked at her, and when his eyes touched the left side of her face, he suddenly changed, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled, "Okay."
Oona was very happy and walked over and took his arm.
An Rong turned around and glanced at Yu Yi meaningfully, "I'll leave this to you."
Hearing what the young master meant, Yu kept nodding, patting his chest and saying, "Don't worry, Master Rong!"