The Young Lady is a Bit Unruly [Fragrant Harbor] - Chapter 25: The Perfect Muscle Lines She Craved

Chapter 025: The Perfect Muscle Lines She Craved

The two installation technicians worked all afternoon and finally installed air conditioners in Ye Baoling and her cousins’ rooms.

When Ye Baoling and Gu Man’er returned home from work, they were greeted by cool air the moment they entered their bedroom.

Gu Zhen’er clung to Ye Baoling’s shoulder, Cousin, I’ll be your most loyal servant for life. Please accept my highest form of affection.

As she said this, she planted a kiss on her cheek.

Ye Baoling dodged with a laugh, complaining, Taking advantage of me again. Go, cut some watermelon for your sisters.

Yes, ma’am!

Soon, Gu Zhen’er brought over a plate of cut watermelon.

Ye Baoling took a bite and tasted garlic: Gu Zhen’er, didn’t you use the fruit knife to cut the watermelon?!

It’s not my fault. Mary used the fruit knife to cut garlic.

Gu Man’er laughed, Just eat it. Watermelon without garlic flavor isn’t authentic.

The sisters sat happily in the air-conditioned room, eating watermelon and gossiping about the mistress-catching drama next door.

Around seven o’clock, they started dinner when their uncle Gu Xianyong arrived home.

Coming downstairs, Ye Baoling noticed the telephone originally placed at the second-floor landing had been moved and asked, Where was the telephone moved to?

The attic was rented to my teacher. Her family of three is moving in next week. Grandma thought it wasn’t appropriate to keep the phone here, so it was moved to your room. It’s installed behind the door—didn’t you notice?

I didn’t pay attention. Ye Baoling first went to greet her grandmother before heading to dinner.

Downstairs in the dining room, the Filipino helpers had already served the rice.

Today’s meal consisted of five dishes and one soup—two meat dishes and three vegetable dishes. Before the reforms, this would have been considered a feast, but since the reforms, it had become ordinary home cooking.

The children’s sense of happiness had greatly increased.

Gu Xianyong asked them, You’ve been working for almost two weeks now—how do you feel about it?

From a pure career perspective, Ye Baoling’s job offered no prospects or hope—it was just a dead-end position where one idled away time.

But she was different; she wasn’t there just to work. Her current position allowed her to quickly familiarize herself with the various departments of Ye Qingtang, which was quite good.

So she smiled and replied, Not bad.

Gu Man’er ate her steamed pork with fermented black beans, I’m doing well. Our department isn’t too busy, generally no overtime, and my colleagues are nice to me. It’s fine for coasting along, but there isn’t much room for advancement. Still, having someone to guide me allows me to accumulate some experience for now. For real career growth, it’s better to go to a larger firm.

Shen Yue’e feared her daughter might resign, What do you need advancement for? The most important thing for a girl is to have a stable job. Ye Qingtang is perfectly fine. It’s a big company—easy to relax under a large tree.

Gu Zhen’er spoke up for her sister, Sister wants to become a lawyer in the future. She definitely needs to be at a law firm to have opportunities.

Gu Man’er: Mom doesn’t understand.

Shen Yue’e expressed slight dissatisfaction, Yes, I don’t understand. All I understand now is that stability is most important. Who knows how long your father’s job will last? If he loses his job and you’re unstable too, we’ll truly have nothing to eat.

Gu Man’er asked in surprise, Dad, is your boss going to fire you?

No. Gu Xianyong denied it, then chided his wife, Why are you telling them these things? You’re giving them unnecessary pressure.

Shen Yue’e placed a piece of meat in her youngest daughter’s bowl: Be good, Bao Ling, we don’t need to worry about you. I’m just afraid Man’er might be immature and not take her job seriously. If she gets in a bad mood one day and her privileged temper flares up, she might quit on impulse. I need to prepare her for reality.

Ye Baoling asked, Uncle, is there trouble at your factory?

Gu Xianyong sighed: The garment factory business is very difficult now. Labor costs in Hong Kong are too high, we can’t make a profit. The boss wants to move the factory to Shenzhen – the factory rent there is very cheap, and wages are only one-tenth of what we pay here. If you were the boss, wouldn’t you be tempted? I doubt this place can last beyond the end of the year.

Shen Yue’e said, If your boss builds a factory in Shenzhen, the new factory will still need management. Can’t you talk to your boss and ask him to take you to Shenzhen with him?

Gu Xianyong wasn’t very confident: He has plenty of relatives he can use – why would he choose me? I’ve been thinking – recently I’ve been learning to drive, right? If worst comes to worst, I could always drive a taxi. Do you remember Ah Lu who used to drive for our cloth store? He has a taxi license. I talked with him – he drives the day shift and needs someone for the night shift. It wouldn’t be bad if I took the night shift for him. Taxi drivers make decent money, enough to get by. You don’t need to worry.

But driving a taxi, especially the night shift, was very demanding work.

Shen Yue’e ultimately felt sorry for her husband, If it really comes to that, we can let go of one more Filipina helper, and you can find a less exhausting job.

We’ll see when the time comes.

Gu Zhen’er, though usually sharp-tongued, was sensible: I’ll get a summer job during vacation. I’ll graduate in two more years anyway. Once I graduate, I’ll work hard and help lighten your burden.

Shen Yue’e, though having yielded authority, now expressed confidence in her second daughter, You’re sharper than your sister – I’m not worried about you.

Gu Man’er expressed complete agreement: She is sharper than me, sharper than a rat even.

Everyone laughed.

Ye Baoling had money – she’d made a good profit in stocks today and would surely make more in the future. To repay the original host, she wouldn’t let her uncle’s family suffer too much. But unless absolutely necessary, she wouldn’t make promises lightly.

Adults should be able to support themselves and take care of their own families – that’s basic competence.

She hoped they could do the same.

But she also worried her uncle might be under too much pressure. For a middle-aged man who was the family pillar, unemployment was quite frightening.

After dinner, Gu Xianyong went upstairs to listen to the radio.

Ye Baoling approached him, Uncle, don’t stress too much. If times get really tough, you still have me and Man’er. If we all work together, our family won’t go hungry.

Gu Xianyong turned down the radio volume: Don’t worry, if I can go to Shenzhen, I’ll definitely go. If I really can’t, I’ll make sure not to hold you back. Your father called last time and scolded me, saying our whole family is leaching off you. We can’t give him another chance to criticize you.

Ye Baoling smiled and nodded. Her uncle had just matured too late.

When she returned to the bedroom, her cousins were discussing hiking plans for the weekend.

Cousin, come with us!

Sure. Saturday or Sunday? She had nothing planned for the weekend anyway. She’d signed up for driving lessons, but since she already knew how to drive, she didn’t actually need to attend – she could just take the test when the time came.

Saturday. We want to sleep in on Sunday.

Ye Baoling said no problem.

After dinner, back at the old third residence, Ye Baoling followed her usual routine of practicing Chen Family Fist with Chen Yulan.

After finishing her practice, she hummed a tune on her way back to her room. Passing by the study, she noticed the door was ajar.

Ye Huaizhang was on the phone, and from the sound of it, he seemed to be discussing some press conference.

Ye Baoling couldn’t help but pause. Seeing Ye Huaizhang glance her way, she smoothly changed direction, entered the study, pulled out a chair, and sat down opposite his desk.

Ye Huaizhang looked at her, phone in hand, his voice uninterrupted: Alright, let’s set it for next Wednesday then. I’ll have someone follow up with you on the details… Good, we’ll talk more later.

After hanging up, Ye Huaizhang asked her, What’s up?

I’m going hiking with my cousins this Saturday, and I’d like to borrow your camcorder.

You know where it is, just take it yourself. It’s not really a personal item—you can use any of my things without asking to borrow them.

Ye Baoling deliberately put on a sweet, coquettish voice and said with a laugh, Thank you, hubby.

She loved teasing him like this, subtly and without any boundaries.

After teasing him, she hummed a tune and dashed off.

Leaving him with goosebumps all over.

Having made a hefty profit in the stock market today, Ye Baoling was in high spirits. Back in her bedroom, she glanced at her meager collection of two handbags and decided that once she earned a bit more, she would go on a major shopping spree.

She took out the bag she had used last week. Inside was the Pillow Book Illustrations that her grandmother had tucked in. It was considered an antique—a shame to throw away, but she had no place to keep it.

She couldn’t possibly hide it next to the Bodhisattva statue, could she?

After some thought, she finally stuffed it into the most inconspicuous spot on top of the bookshelf in the walk-in closet.

*

Su Man Jewelry had been rising for two consecutive days. None of the colleagues in the office held onto their shares, selling them off at the peak and making a small profit.

After making some money, everyone’s lunches became more lavish.

They even agreed to take turns treating each other to afternoon tea.

That day, Wang Simin treated everyone to fish balls. Thanks, everyone, for helping me earn a little. If you all hadn’t bought in, I wouldn’t have followed.

Sister Mei, munching on a fish ball, asked curiously, Simin, how much did you make?

Over 360.

Wow! You bought less than I did but made more.

Of course. You sold too early. I sold at the absolute peak. The moment I sold, it started dropping. Wang Simin said, beaming with pride.

Today, Su Man Jewelry was dipping slightly, but since everyone in the office had sold in time, their faces were lit up with happy smiles.

Baoling, have you sold yours yet?

Not yet.

Why not? I heard on the radio earlier that it’s down 3% today.

Ye Baoling replied, The newspaper says there’s still room for it to rise. I’m in no hurry. The dip now is an opportunity. If any of you want to buy back in, you still can.

Everyone waved their hands dismissively.

Never mind. The stock market is risky—better to be cautious.

I’m not greedy. Making enough for some side dishes is good enough for me.

That was a fair point.

But based on Ye Baoling’s years of experience in the stock market, if Su Man Jewelry started rising again later, they might not be able to resist jumping back in.

Liu Haonan shared Ye Baoling’s view. He said, Right now, it’s in a consolidation phase. It’ll rally again later. Once Hong Tong Industries officially announces the acquisition of the diamond mine, that’ll be the confirmation. When others rush in, we can take the opportunity to sell.

This aligned perfectly with Ye Baoling’s thinking.

She smiled and said, That’s exactly what I think.

You don’t seem inexperienced. You said you didn’t know how, but have you really never traded stocks before?

Ye Baoling couldn’t tell the truth either, so she just smiled and said, Really, there isn’t any. I’m just a fast learner. I read financial books, newspapers, and magazines every day now.

Liu Haonan had his doubts about Ye Baoling’s identity. After all, her surname was Ye, and her name sounded too similar to that of the young master Ye Baoshun.

The Ye family had many members—who knew if Ye Baoling might be an unacknowledged illegitimate daughter not exposed in the media?

It was possible.

Liu Haonan asked softly, When do you think Gangtong Industries will announce the news publicly?

Ye Baoling shrugged, Who knows? It could be as early as next week.

That’s soon.

Once the news is released, help me slowly liquidate my position while the stock price rises.

Understood. I’ll be ready at any time.

Even if the stock fell 5% today, she would still be up over 40% on it.

But the next day, it surged again.

Colleagues in the office listened to the radio broadcast and lamented—why was it rising again?

Wang Simin couldn’t resist and bought another 3,000 shares. Uncle Yuan and Sister Mei both tried to dissuade her, but failed.

Wang Simin said, I think Bao Ling has a good eye. She hasn’t sold her shares yet, and they seem to have doubled already. Bao Ling, let me know when you sell your stocks—I’ll follow your lead.

Ye Baoling, who was typing, gave her an OK gesture.

*

At the Ye family’s old mansion.

Ye Kais had just accompanied the old master back from an event and was now eating cold jelly noodles inside.

Ye Qizu’s assistant, Chen Jincai, was reporting the latest stock price of Su Man Jewelry: 4.14 yuan.

Ye Kais sighed, I never expected that Ye Huaizhang buying a diamond mine would bring us such a boost—it’s risen so much.

What’s the use of rising so much now? You have to be able to maintain the stock price—that’s the real skill.

There was no helping it—once the positive news was fully priced in, the stock price would always fall.

Especially since their performance in the first half of the year hadn’t been great.

I heard that big brother and Lu Dexiang took this opportunity to buy tens of millions of shares of Su Man Jewelry. With the press conference next Wednesday, tell him not to sell and crash the price—then the stock can stabilize. Ye Kais shifted the blame to his elder brother.

Ye Qizu had already heard about Ye Kaimin’s recent heavy buying of Su Man Jewelry shares. He shot his younger son a glare, Didn’t you buy any?

How could I hide anything from your sharp eyes? I only bought a little, just chicken feed.

Pot calling the kettle black. You want to sell next Wednesday too, don’t you? You’re not allowed to sell either!

Ye Kais hadn’t expected the stone he threw to end up hitting his own foot.

The assistant finished reporting work matters and left.

Only then did Ye Qizu ask, Where’s Baoshun? I haven’t seen him these past few days.

He went horseback riding.

Is he alright?

Seems perfectly normal.

Ye Qizu heaved a heavy sigh, feeling nauseated and upset whenever he recalled that scene of Lu Tianyou and Ye Baoshun hugging each other naked.

He instructed, Sometime in the next few days, take him for a medical checkup. Keep it discreet.

Huh? Check what?

Are you stupid? Don’t you understand?

Ye Kais finally caught on, That’s not necessary.

Why is it unnecessary? How do you know if that Lü fellow is clean or not? If you actually cared about your own son, this kind of foolish incident wouldn’t have happened. If you cared, you’d have known Baoshun never returned to his room that night. Both of you are useless as parents. Ye Qizu grew angrier as he spoke.

Ye Kais felt wronged by the scolding: Dad, how can you blame me? You should blame Elder Brother—he’s the one who dragged Baoshun into this mess. How could he let an unmarried young man handle such matters?

Ye Qizu: Do you think I haven’t scolded him? Your elder brother claims Baoshun insisted on taking the lead, boasting he wanted to get involved.

And that girl working for your sister-in-law—she knew it was your birthday. No matter how urgent the matter, she should have waited until after your birthday to bring it up. Meiyun thinks your sister-in-law did it on purpose.

Don’t ever mention such baseless suspicions again! Ye Qizu had his own doubts, but with Zheng Junni pregnant, he didn’t want to complicate things further. Ultimately, it’s your failure to raise your children properly. They have no upbringing, no sense of discipline.

Ye Kais: Wasn’t it you who spoiled him rotten? Whenever we tried to discipline him, you’d coddle and protect him. We were stuck in the middle, pleasing no one. Elder Brother and his wife complained too—they said since both are your grandsons, you favor Baoshun and neglect Baolong entirely, accusing you of looking down on Baolong for being intellectually disabled. And now that sister-in-law is pregnant with another boy, your attitude has shifted again, Dad.

Ye Qizu nearly slammed the table in fury: I’m the one pleasing no one, not you! I asked you to take Baoshun for a medical check-up—is that not concern? Do you think I’m trying to harm him? Your brains must be waterlogged. All you know is jealousy and petty rivalry.

Seeing his father’s anger, Ye Kais quickly lowered his head: Alright, alright, I get it. It’s my fault. I’ll take him for the check-up in the next couple of days.

Ye Qizu, seated on the sofa by the window, noticed an unfamiliar car pulling in and asked, Who’s here?

Ye Kais, who had been eating liangfen, set down his bowl, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said, Must be the Gong family’s car? Probably Gong Jiahua here to see Le Qiong. He and Le Qiong are classmates.

The Gong family, like the Ye family, came from an established lineage.

The two families had been fellow townsmen working together since their great-grandfathers’ generation.

Back then, besides the three Ye family residences on Qingtang Street, the adjacent property was the Gong family mansion, followed by the Fang family, relatives of the Gongs.

In total, five grand residences occupied the entire Qingtang Street.

This Gong Jiahua is quite impressive. He doesn’t have a girlfriend, does he?

Haven’t heard of any. What are you scheming now, Dad? Thinking of setting him up with Bao Ling?

Ye Qizu: Considering family status and background, an alliance with the Gong family suits our Ye family better than the Lü family. Introducing Bao Ling to him is preferable to letting your third uncle snatch this advantage.

Sibling rivalry was a family tradition.

Ye Kais shook his head skeptically: A talented young man like Gong Jiahua would never be interested in Bao Ling, Dad. You should give up on that idea. He wouldn’t be interested in Le Qiong either—they’ve been classmates since elementary and middle school. If there were any mutual attraction, they’d have started dating long ago. So there’s no need to envy your third brother potentially gaining such a fine grandson-in-law.

Ye Qizu shot him a disdainful look: How would you know he’s not interested in Bao Ling without trying? In terms of looks, Bao Ling is a hundred times more attractive than Le Qiong—and a hundred times more attractive than you.

Ye Kais was amused by his father’s antics. He said helplessly, Alright, alright, I’ll give it a try. Isn’t that enough?

Downstairs, Gong Jiahua sneezed twice in a row, unaware that the old man upstairs had set his sights on him like a coveted prize.

Entering the Orchid Pavilion Residence, he found Le Qiong and Le Yan, the granddaughters of the Third Elder from the main branch, waiting for him in the living room.

An attendant following Gong Jiahua placed three boxes of Western pastries on the table.

Le Qiong teased him, Young Master Gong, did you specially bring these pastries for me?

You like them, don’t you? They’re from Shanghai Grand Hotel.

So generous, bringing three boxes for us.

Gong Jiahua smiled, Two boxes are for you two. The other is for your cousin.

Le Yan, not as sharp as Le Qiong, asked blankly, Which cousin?

Your cousin, my cousin—Ye Baoling, Le Qiong said, turning to Gong Jiahua. Right, Young Master Gong? Your true intentions are hidden. We’re just an afterthought—this is specially for Bao Ling.

Le Yan’s eyes widened in surprise.

Gong Jiahua looked slightly embarrassed. Don’t be so petty. I brought them—do you want them or not?

Ye Leqiong joked, Since you’re so thoughtful, of course I’ll take them.

Honest Le Yan added, But Bao Ling doesn’t live here. You’ve delivered them to the wrong place.

Gong Jiahua knew some details but pretended otherwise. Isn’t she your Second Granduncle’s granddaughter?

Yes, but she grew up at her maternal grandmother’s house. She only comes back occasionally for specific matters.

Ye Leqiong said bluntly, Gong Jiahua, you should give up. Bao Ling isn’t suited for you.

Under Zheng Junni’s influence, the fact that Ye Baoling preferred girls had already spread through the main branch—a detail Gong Jiahua was unaware of. He insisted, How do you know she isn’t suited for me? I think we’re a good match.

Ye Leqiong couldn’t reveal the truth. If you want to bang your head against a wall, go ahead. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Does she have a boyfriend?

Not that I’ve heard.

Whether she does or not doesn’t matter. Even if she has a boyfriend, as long as she’s not married, I still have a chance.

What a love warrior!

Ye Leqiong asked curiously, After just one meeting, you’re like this? Is it worth it? What do you even like about her?

Gong Jiahua shrugged. A feeling—hard to describe. I think she’s perfect for me.

Immature, Ye Leqiong couldn’t help rolling her eyes.

Meanwhile, the simple-minded Le Yan encouraged him, If you like her, go for it! I think Bao Ling is great too—pretty and with a good personality.

Right? Then I’ll boldly pursue her. How about playing tennis together Saturday afternoon? Can you help me invite her?

Ye Leqiong didn’t mind helping. She smiled and extended her hand. What’s in it for me?

What do you want?

Lend me your yacht next week.

No problem.

I can only try—no guarantee she’ll agree.

Do your best. If she comes, the yacht is yours. I’ll invite Ye Huaizhang too.

Ye Leqiong agreed. That evening, she called the Gu residence looking for Ye Baoling, but she wasn’t in.

Fortunately, Le Yan had kept Ye Baoling’s pager number from last time. They left a message asking her to call back.

Before leaving work, Ye Baoling saw the pager message and returned the call.

Hearing that Le Qiong and her sister wanted to play tennis on Saturday, Ye Baoling remembered she had plans to go hiking with her cousins and politely declined, suggesting they arrange another time.

On Friday evening, Ye Huaizhang returned from his workout drenched in sweat, standing in the walk-in closet to change his clothes.

Ye Baoling, who was curled up on the sofa reading, noticed him undressing. Seeing those perfect muscle contours and the two pink buds on his chest, it would be a lie to say she wasn’t captivated.

She wasn’t just captivated—she was practically drooling.

Ye Huaizhang sensed her gaze and looked over.

Ye Baoling quickly changed the subject: What happened? Did you fall in the water?

It’s raining.

Raining? The walk-in closet had no windows, so she hadn’t known it was raining outside.

She was supposed to go hiking tomorrow, but with this rain, she probably wouldn’t be able to go.

Sure enough, the phone rang. Gu Man’er called to reschedule their hiking trip for next week.

Ye Huaizhang, already changed into fresh clothes, asked her: Do you know how to play tennis?

Yes, why?

I’m going with friends tomorrow for indoor tennis. No need to worry about rain. Want to join?

What friends? It’s not Gong Jiahua from last time’s pool game, is it?

How did you know?

He’s Le Qiong’s classmate. Le Qiong invited me to play tennis yesterday and I declined. What a coincidence that you’re both playing tennis – must be the same group. I’m not going. If I show up, wouldn’t our relationship be exposed? Ye Baoling refused outright.

Ye Huaizhang tossed his clothes into the laundry basket. Suit yourself.

After his shower, standing before the mirror while drying his hair, he suddenly asked: Are you really that afraid of people finding out about us?

I’m afraid my grandfather would beat you up.

He can’t beat me.

Ye Baoling changed her tune: I’m afraid my grandfather and father would team up against me. I can’t beat them both.

Ye Huaizhang actually laughed: That’s true enough.

What an Iron Straight Man!

Hey, couldn’t you say you’d protect me? I’m your wife. Only come forward when needed, otherwise keep your distance, is that it? Even as a boss, you have responsibility for your employees’ safety. Ye Baoling rattled off her complaints.

Ye Huaizhang:
She had a point.

Ye Baoling shot him a sidelong glance. Heartless.

She flexed her fingers, knuckles cracking. I’ll protect myself.

Once she mastered Chen Family Fist, she could take down anyone with one punch.

The Iron Straight Man nodded. I have faith in you.

Early Saturday morning, Ye Huaizhang went to meet a business partner first. He wouldn’t return for lunch, heading directly to play tennis in the afternoon.

Before leaving, he asked her: Really not coming?

Still lying in bed with eyes closed, Ye Baoling murmured: No, I just want to sleep in properly at home today.

He stood by the bed watching her for a moment, then straightened the two small dolls on the bedside table before gently closing the door and leaving.

Ye Baoling dozed for another half hour before getting up.

She’d given Chen Yulan the weekend off. After rising, she didn’t go out, just changed clothes indoors and practiced her fist techniques to stretch her muscles.

Rain pattered against the window – staying home on rainy days felt just right.

Comfortable and carefree.

She remembered the staircase in the secret chamber. Recently she’d been feeling energetic and her courage had returned.

No time like the present.

Ye Baoling locked the door, grabbed a flashlight and a small knife, and returned to the secret chamber.

As usual, she first paid respects to Guanyin Bodhisattva: Bodhisattva, long time no see, I’ve missed you so. Did you receive my offerings? Seeing your rosy complexion, you must have received them and liked them very much, right? I’m going downstairs for a stroll. Please bless me.

After three bows, Ye Baoling opened the floor panel. The flashlight revealed only darkness below – nothing visible except the staircase, which appeared bottomless.

Perhaps to avoid discovery, the staircase was designed extremely narrow, barely wide enough for one person.

Descending the stairs, she discovered they were very long, or rather, very deep.

The spiral staircase wound downward endlessly, with no visible end.

Moreover, there seemed to be no concept of floors here.

She’d lost count of how many stories she’d descended. If twenty steps counted as one floor, she’d taken forty steps – theoretically already at ground level – yet the staircase continued descending further.

Is this leading underground?

It must already be underground. Unlike the floors above where space had to be extremely minimized to avoid detection, the area here had expanded.

Her heart pounded wildly.

The dust on these stairs was considerable—had no one entered here for a long time?

What lay below? A garage? That didn’t seem right.

A cellar? A wine storage area?

An air-raid shelter?

A dungeon?

Her mind buzzed with increasing possibilities.

Suddenly, an idea flashed—could this possibly connect to the old main house?

After all, there was a similar secret chamber in the study on the second floor of the old main house.

This thought excited her.

It felt like the exploration games she played as a child—thrilling and fun.

After descending at least sixty more steps, the staircase finally reached its end.

The endpoint was a sealed, thick iron door.

The door was locked. She pushed it gently, but it didn’t budge.

Rolling up her sleeves, she mustered all her strength to try and force it open, yet the massive iron door remained unmoving.

Thud!

A loud noise echoed from inside, startling Ye Baoling so badly she nearly jumped out of her skin.

Author’s Note:

Ye Huaizhang: What are you looking at? [Rolls eyes]

Ye Baoling: I want to eat. So hungry. [Let me see]