Monday, March 23, 2026

Chapter 83 Rose Mark

   "Bing'er, let's hurry up and cook!" Yinglin ran to Bingtong's side and happily took her arm. "Okay, you little glutton," Bingtong said with a smile.

  Yu Mo saw Yinglin and Bingtong happily enter the castle, smiled, and then went inside.
  Bingtong told Yinglin to sit on the sofa and wait for her, saying she would call her when the food was ready, but Yinglin insisted on helping. Bingtong couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she agreed. Yu Mo naturally went to help as well. I forgot to mention that Yu Mo had obtained a chef's certificate a few years ago and received high praise from many chefs. Yu Mo did this not for any other reason than because Yinglin liked to eat. It's clear how much Yu Mo loves Yinglin.
  Soon, the food was ready thanks to everyone's efforts. The servants brought the dishes to the table one by one. Then a servant came to Bingtong and said, "Miss, the bathwater is ready." "Hmm, I know," Bingtong nodded and then said to Yu Mo and the others, "If you can't wait, you can eat first." After saying this, she went upstairs.
  Despite saying that, Yu Mo and Ying Lin dared not eat first. In a large family, meals could only begin once everyone was present. Moreover, given Bing Tong's status, they naturally dared not eat before she even sat down at the table. So the two sat on the sofa and waited for Bing Tong.
  Soon, Bing Tong finished her shower and came downstairs. Hearing the sound of her coming downstairs, Ying Lin subconsciously looked over, only to be stunned by what she saw. She saw a stunningly beautiful person wearing a light, flowing nightgown. Her purple hair was falling loosely. But what attracted Ying Lin wasn't these details, but rather the rose mark on Bing Tong's face. Ying Lin slowly stood up and pointed at Bing Tong, saying, "Bing'er, you..." Bing Tong smiled at her, then, supported by the servants, walked downstairs.
  A delicate fragrance lingered wherever she went. Some of the servants, upon seeing this, consciously lowered their heads. Bing Tong slowly walked to Ying Lin's side, then leaned close and whispered in her ear, "Just remember, this is me. The most authentic me." She then led Ying Lin to the dining table. If you looked closely, you could see a faint blush on Ying Lin's face.
  At the table, a servant pulled out a chair for Bing Tong. Yu Mo also gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Ying Lin. Ying Lin smiled at him and sat down. Yu Mo also pulled out a chair and sat down beside her.
  "Bing'er, what's that on your face?" Ying Lin asked. Bing Tong, who was about to eat, put down her chopsticks upon hearing Ying Lin's question and said with a slight parting of her lips, "As you can see, it's a rose, something I've had since birth. It represents my identity." "The identity of one of the four great families?" Ying Lin asked. "Yes," Bing Tong nodded with difficulty. "No wonder you hid this mark!" Ying Lin said, stroking her chin.
  "Alright, Bing'er, it's okay. As long as they don't find this mark, they definitely won't recognize you. Don't worry! We'll protect you," Yu Mo said firmly to Bing Tong. "Yes, we'll protect you," Ying Lin added. Bing Tong smiled at their expressions and said, "Let's eat quickly! It'll get cold soon." "Okay, okay! I'm starving!" Ying Lin said excitedly.
  No one spoke during the meal. It was a rule in the large family that one shouldn't talk while eating. Perhaps because Bing Tong's cooking was so delicious, there was only a little food left after the meal.
  After finishing, the three sat on the sofa. As usual, Bing Tong continued working on her computer, as if she always had endless tasks.
  After a long while, Bing Tong finished her work for the day and looked up at Yu Mo and Ying Lin sitting opposite her. The two of them were leaning to one side, resting their chins on their hands, quietly watching Bing Tong. Bing Tong was amused by their behavior. Then she looked at them and said, "Let's go somewhere to play this afternoon! We won't go to class." "Really? We can go play? I've been so bored lately." Yinglin jumped up excitedly at the mention of food and drink.
  Seeing Yinglin's happy expression, Yu Mo smiled as well, then looked at Bing Tong and asked, "Where should we go?" "Um... that's a problem. I'm not very familiar with this place," Bing Tong said, stroking her chin. Indeed, although Bing Tong's home was here, she rarely went out. So she wasn't very familiar with anything. "I know! I heard there's a huge amusement park here, let's go there!" Yinglin quickly offered her suggestion as soon as she heard that Bing Tong didn't know anything.

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