“But tell my dad this—if he doesn’t make it back before tomorrow, the only thing he’ll see is my corpse.”
Afraid Secretary Wang wouldn’t take her seriously—and even more afraid that her father wouldn’t listen—Sheng He deliberately chose the most extreme wording she could think of.
It was the surest way to get results.
As expected, Secretary Wang’s expression turned grave. He stopped hesitating and agreed immediately.
With her father’s situation settled for the moment, Sheng He turned her attention to the next task.
She started calling factories.
“I want one hundred thousand tons of rice. Flour too. Bread as well. Instant noodles—I’ll take those too. Actually, send everything. I want all of it. Money isn’t an issue. I can pay half upfront…”
She finished one call and immediately dialed the next, ordering everything she could think of.
Fortunately, Kyoto was a major city, and the original Sheng He had more than enough money.
Anything she wanted could be bought.
As long as she was willing to pay, nothing was out of reach.
The factory owners privately thought she was an absurdly wealthy fool.
But the moment the fifty-percent deposit hit their accounts, every one of them happily began preparing the orders.
A fool?
No.
She was practically a godsend.
Her only condition was that everything had to be delivered to the designated warehouse before eight o’clock that evening. Anyone who failed to make the deadline wouldn’t receive the remaining payment.
Those who arrived early would receive an additional ten percent bonus.
With orders this enormous, a ten-percent bonus was no small sum.
It was like striking gold.
Soon, factories all across Kyoto sprang into action.
Truck after truck rolled out of their gates, each racing against the others as though competing in some massive delivery contest.
[Host, you’ve already placed all the orders ahead of time. Are you really that confident you’ll raise He Xiao’s remaining favorability?]
Seeing that Sheng He had finally finished making calls, 007 couldn’t help asking.
Half the day was already gone.
Yet the host didn’t seem anxious in the slightest.
007 couldn’t figure out what she was planning.
Sheng He curled her red lips into a confident smile.
“Relax.”
“It’s actually very simple.”
“I guarantee I’ll get that storage space. Just wait and see.”
Since she sounded so certain, 007 chose not to press further.
Instead, it found itself looking forward to the outcome.
If the host really obtained a storage space, she’d become much stronger, which would benefit the system as well.
Besides…
She’d already raised He Xiao’s favorability by so much in just a single day.
That alone proved how capable she was.
Binding itself to such a powerful host meant its future performance evaluations would probably be excellent.
Once she finished everything, Sheng He finally lay down to rest.
She had been exhausted from the previous night.
Then she’d been awakened early that morning by the system, spent more time… occupied… afterward, and had rushed nonstop through countless preparations.
Only now did she finally have a chance to catch her breath.
She was tired.
Yet she loved the feeling of racing against time.
It made every moment feel meaningful.
Every second had purpose.
Compared to the life she’d lived before…
This was infinitely more exciting.
For the first time in a long while, she felt she had a clear goal.
She didn’t rest for long before getting back up.
Walking downstairs, she found Auntie Zheng busy in the kitchen and stepped inside.
“Miss, I’ve bought everything you asked for.”
Auntie Zheng smiled warmly when she saw her.
“Great. Thank you, Auntie Zheng.”
As she spoke, Sheng He began taking out the ingredients.
“Are you planning to cook yourself, Miss?”
“If there’s anything you want to eat, just tell me. I’ll make it for you. You’ve never cooked before. What if you hurt yourself?”
Auntie Zheng’s voice was full of concern.
“Thank you for worrying about me, Auntie Zheng.”
“But I want to make it myself.”
“Only something I cook with my own hands will feel sincere.”
Seeing how determined she was, Auntie Zheng didn’t try to stop her.
“All right.”
“If you don’t know how to do something, just ask me.”
“And be careful.”
As she spoke, she picked up the vegetables.
“I’ll wash everything for you.”
Sheng He laughed softly and accepted the help.
The dish she planned to make was incredibly simple.
Classic tomato scrambled eggs.
She intended to give it to He Xiao.
The idea had come from a scene she remembered from the novel.
In the story, it was precisely this dish that completely captured He Xiao’s heart.
At the time, the protagonists had been fleeing for their lives.
The heroine managed to make tomato scrambled eggs under extremely limited conditions.
That very night…
Their relationship finally crossed the last line.
That was why the scene had stuck in Sheng He’s memory.
Back then, supplies had been scarce.
The tomatoes and eggs weren’t even fresh.
The fire had been produced by a fire-type ability user, and the meal had barely been cooked.
Needless to say, the taste couldn’t have been very good.
Yet He Xiao had still completely fallen for her.
That alone spoke volumes about the dish’s emotional impact.
Today, however, Sheng He was using the freshest eggs and tomatoes available.
She had proper seasonings.
A real stove.
Everything was far better than in the novel.
Surely He Xiao would be touched.
She wasn’t expecting him to fall hopelessly in love with her.
But earning fifteen more favorability points shouldn’t be impossible.
That was exactly why she felt so confident.
Who cared if she’d skipped parts of the novel?
She remembered the important scenes.
Sheng He had never cooked before.
Fortunately, tomato scrambled eggs was a beginner-friendly dish, and Auntie Zheng patiently guided her through every step.
Although it took longer than expected, she eventually finished it.
The final result actually looked surprisingly appetizing.
After carefully plating the dish, she didn’t bring it out immediately.
Instead, she went to He Xiao’s room first.
His door was closed.
She knocked gently and waited outside.
His voice soon came from within.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me, Sheng He.”
Silence answered her.
A few moments later, the door opened.
He Xiao stood there, looking at her with an expression that was still far from pleasant.
“What is it?”
He lifted his eyes slightly, his tone cool and detached.
It was as though the man who had spent the entire morning tangled up with her was someone else entirely.
Sheng He laughed inwardly but kept smiling brightly.
“I need you for something.”
“Could you come with me?”
He Xiao frowned, unable to guess what she was plotting this time.
“If you have something to say, say it here.”
Too much had happened in less than twenty-four hours.
Their relationship had changed so suddenly that He Xiao, who had always lived by strict rules and discipline, still hadn’t processed it all.
He’d hidden away in his room precisely because he needed time to think.
On top of that, remembering how she’d deceived him without showing the slightest remorse still irritated him.
More than anything…
His pride had taken a hit.
In truth, all he needed was someone to coax him a little so he’d have an excuse to let the matter go.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have opened the door in the first place.
Of course, Sheng He wasn’t about to tell him what she’d prepared.
That would ruin the surprise.
And what if the effect wasn’t as good?
She reached over and gently tugged at the corner of his shirt.
Looking up at him with pleading eyes, she said softly,
“I really do need you.”
“Will you come with me?”
Meeting her gaze, He Xiao suddenly recalled the way her eyes had looked the previous night—soft, alluring, almost intoxicating.
His body immediately began heating up again.
He quickly forced the memory aside and answered stiffly,
“Lead the way.”
“Thank you!”
“You’re the best.”
She happily handed him an invisible “good guy” award before grabbing his hand and pulling him along.
He Xiao let her.
He quietly followed behind.
Without even realizing it, he’d already grown accustomed to her touch.
When Auntie Zheng saw Sheng He leading He Xiao out by the hand, she looked surprised for a moment.
Then a warm smile spread across her face.
The young miss had always liked Mr. He.
He was a good man.
If the two of them could end up together, that would be a wonderful thing.
She had already guessed that the tomato scrambled eggs had been made for He Xiao.
Thinking the young couple deserved some privacy, she quietly slipped back into her room.
Sheng He paid no attention to any of that.
She led He Xiao to the dining table and gently pressed him into a chair.
“Sit here.”
“I’ll go bring it out.”
Although he had no idea what she was planning, He Xiao simply nodded.
“Okay.”