Heart Hunting

Chapter 93

The soft wind blows in this quiet night. And the stars are shining in the sky.

Poppy is awakened up by the sense of hunger in the middle of the night. She goes downstairs, planing

to make some food.

Kenny is still working. He hears the sound from outside. He goes out with curious and finds that the

light in the kitchen is on. So he goes into the kitchen, then finds Poppy who is looking for something.

He leans against the door lazily, and puts one hand into the pocket. “I thought it is a mouse.”

Poppy is so concentrative that she is scared by Kenny. She gives him a stank eye. “Are you a ghost?

Why didn’t you make a sound when you walk.”

“It’s because you are too obsessed with it.” He walks in and asks, “are you hungry?”

“What do you think I’m doing in the kitchen at this time?” Poppy stops and gives him a supercilious

look.

She wanted to cook noodles, but she found that there is no suitable pot. So she was looking for it.

Seeing her being clumsy, Kenny takes over the pan from her hand and says, “let me do it. Go out and

wait for it.”

Poppy looks at him with the obvious distrust in her eyes.

Kenny raises the pan and asks, “little mouse, are you sure you want to cook noodles with this pan?”

“I didn’t find any other suitable one.” Poppy answers.

“All right. Just go out to wait for me, I know where the pot is.” Kenny looks up and rummages through

the cupboard above his head, and soon finds a pot.

“Don’t waste too much time. I’m so hungry!” Poppy isn’t polite to him.

“It’ll be done before you fall asleep anyway.” Kenny looks at her back and responds.

Poppy curls her mouth and walks out of the kitchen. She sits in the dining room and leans her chin on

her hands, then looks at him busy in the kitchen. She is not interested in appreciating the charm of the

man in the kitchen. She is just wondering when she can eat the noodles.

Fifteen minutes later, with the smell of meat and eggs floating in the air, she can’t help but urges,

“haven’t you done it yet?”

“It’s done!” Kenny puts out the fire, and comes out with a bowl of noodles in his hands.

It looks so delicious that Poppy can’t wait any longer to picks up the chopsticks. “I’m eating.”

“Go ahead.” Kenny sits opposite her, and looks at her eating.

Although it’s not elegant to gobble, she is a beauty after all, and won’t be too ugly.

“You’re a lady, remember? Be elegant, OK?” Kenny makes fun of her.

“Elegant? Elegance has never been with me together. I eat when I’m hungry. Why should I be so Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

stagy.” Poppy recalls the days when she was abroad before she says that.

She ignores him and continues to eat the noodles.

After she finished, Kenny helps her clear the table. “Are you full?”

“Yeah!” Poppy yawns lazily. “I’m sleepy. Good night.”

Kenny quickly puts away the dishes and catches up with her. “Wait.”

Poppy looks at him in surprise and shakes his arm off her shoulder. “What?”

“I didn’t charge you for making you the noodles, so...why not just sleep with me tonight?” Kenny says

as if he is reasonable, and directly walks to the guest room.

“You bad egg. You have a big bed in your own bedroom. Don’t huddle with me.”

“But I just like to huddle with you.”

“You jerk...”

…

The next day is a sunny day.

When Mrs. Murphy gets up, she happens to meet Kenny and Poppy coming out of the same room. A

big smile shows on her face.

“Poppy, did you sleep well last night? Did Kenny bully you?”

Kenny glances at Poppy. He was kicked out of bed several times last night. “It is me who was bullied!”

Poppy is too lazy to explain. She says lazily to Mrs. Murphy, “I’m hungry, Mrs. Murphy.”

“OK, I’ll make breakfast right away. Both of you should supplement your body.” Mrs. Murphy turns to

leave when saying. “I should look it up in some books to find out what kind of soup can tonify the

kidney.

Kenny looks at the back of his mother, and says to Poppy, “my mom is lovely, isn’t she?”

“Yeah, silly and naive.” Poppy answers. But how could such a naive Mrs. Murphy have such a cunning

son?

“Breakfast is ready!” After a while, Mrs. Murphy comes out of the kitchen with a plate of blintzes and

yells at them.

Poppy enters into the kitchen after hearing. “Mrs. Murphy, is there anything I can help?” She was driven

out of the kitchen under many reasons by Mrs. Murphy just now. Mrs. Murphy deliberately made some

excuses, like she didn’t cut the onions thin enough, or she didn’t cut the ginger good enough.

“Take out the porridge for me. I’ll take out the pancake and you can have it.” Mrs. Murphy opens the

oven and takes the pancake out.

It smells so great that Poppy thinks it is definitely delicious.

“I think the reason you didn’t let me stay in the kitchen is just for fear that I might learn how to cook like

you, right?” Poppy walks to Mrs. Murphy and goes to the dining room with her.

“Well, of course. What if you dump my Kenny after you know how to cook?” Mrs. Murphy answers that

on purpose.

She decides to use the “policy of mollification”, which means, she would first satisfy Poppy’s stomach,

and then help her son capture her heart little by little.

“Don’t speak like I have an affair with him.” Poppy accidentally tells the truth, which makes Mrs. Murphy

doesn’t know what to reply.

Mrs. Murphy puts the pancake on the table, and glares at Kenny unhappily. “Kenny, see how

shameless I am. It’s all your fault.”

Kenny is filling the bowls with the porridge. When he hears that, he feels helpless. “Mom, why do you

spread the fire to me. I’m innocent.”

Mrs. Murphy is still unhappy. She takes a piece of pancake and says, “because you haven’t tamed her

yet.”

Poppy ignores Kenny on purpose. She keeps praising Mrs. Murphy while having the porridge. “It’s so

delicious, Mrs. Murphy.”

Mrs. Murphy is so naive that she forgets about the annoyance just in a few seconds. She looks at

Poppy with a smile. “Enjoy it if you like, and I will make something else for you tomorrow.”

Poppy nods. Kenny looks at them, and somehow he feels like he is an outsider.

While they are enjoying the breakfast, a phone call suddenly disturb the nice moment.

Daisy comes in and hands the phone to Mrs. Murphy. “My lady, it’s from Mrs. Morris.”

Hearing that, Mrs. Murphy’s facial expression suddenly changes. She doesn’t want to answers it.

“Hand it up, Daisy.”

Daisy glances at the phone and says, “my lady, but this is the third call from Mrs. Morris.” She has

already ignored the two previous phone calls on purpose, but his Mrs. Morris still keeps calling in, as if

she’s not going to give up if Mrs. Murphy don’t answer the phone.

Mrs. Murphy has no choice but to answer the phone. “Hello.”

“Oh, finally you answer the phone. I have something important for you.”

“What is it?” Mrs. Murphy uses the hands-free function and holds the toast in hand.

“We are going to play mahjong. We’ve already booked a table in Lantern II, you should come.” It

sounds that Mrs. Morris is very happy. Yes, she is. Because Mrs. Murphy is like the God of wealth for

her. She usually loses thousands of dollars in just several rounds.

I knew it! Mrs. Murphy thinks. Whenever Mrs. Morris calls, there is never anything good to tell Mrs.

Murphy.

Mrs. Murphy doesn’t want to lose. It’s not about money, but her dignity. She knows what those women

who wins the money would say about her behind her back. She replies, “sorry, Mrs. Morris. I’m busy

today. I need to deal with something important of my family.”

“Oh, come on! You don’t necessarily to do it by your own, right? Just leave it to the servant. Come on,

Mrs. Murphy. We’ve already counted you in. Don’t disappointing us.” Mrs. Morris is not gonna give up.

“I...But my son...”

“Oh, no, Mrs. Murphy, please don’t always use your son as a shield. You can’t play mahjong very well,

right? Why not just take this opportunity to practice. Let’s make it a deal. Come to us!”

“No...” Mrs. Murphy answers with no confidence. She is always so kind to those women that they

always bullies her.

“Hey, is it just because you’re afraid to lose so that you made so many excuses?” Mrs. Morris dares

her.

“No! How would that be possible... It’s not about money...Playing mahjong is just for fun...”

“Great! So that’s it! Arrive on time this afternoon! See you!”

After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Murphy feels depressed for a long while. The facial expression on her

face shows that she is very upset now.

Poppy has been listening to their talking, and she has already figured out the real intention of those

women. She pats Mrs. Murphy on the shoulder and says, “don’t worry, Mrs. Murphy. I’m available these

days. I’ll go with you. My hands also want to touch mahjong again.”

Mrs. Murphy looks at her, and is a little frustrated. She is afraid that Poppy can’t handle it and would

lose money, too. She says, “are you sure you can?”

“Why not?” Poppy smiles and looks at Kenny. “Besides, your son has nothing else except money.”

Kenny supports Poppy right away. He says, “mom, don’t worry. If you lose, it’s all on me. You can just

enjoy it.”

Money is not the most important. He can earn it back after lose it. The most important thing is to be

happy.

Mrs. Murphy doesn’t know how well Poppy plays mahjong, but she is really impressed by what

happened last time in the restaurant. This makes her starts to looking forward to the game in the

afternoon...

…

In the afternoon, under Poppy’s support, Mrs. Murphy is really different. She dresses herself up

carefully and specially selected a set of the latest clothes of Chanel for Poppy.

At two o’clock, they arrive at Lantern II on time. It is a high-standard club which integrates leisure

activities and entertainment.

Those women are used to come here. When the waiter sees Mrs. Murphy, he is very attentive to her.

He carries their bags and enthusiastically lead them to the private box.

In the box, there are already three women sitting at the mahjong table. They arrived earlier, like the

fishermen paying out the net and waiting for Mrs. Murphy.

Before Mrs. Murphy and Poppy come, they has already had a discussion.

“How much do you think she will lose this time?”

“It’s hard to say. Anyway, she always loses at least fifty thousand dollars every time.”

“Fifty thousand is not a big problem for her. I should have played with you last time. What a big loss!”

Mrs. Perry says regretfully, holding a mahjong in her hand.

“So we call you here this time.” Mrs. Turner says, with a sense of calculation in her eyes. She wants to

get even with Mrs. Murphy this time.

Mrs. Morris smiles, “when I called her this morning, she doesn’t dare to accept my invitation.”

Mrs. Turner and Mrs. Perry asked Mrs. Morris on purpose to ask Mrs. Murphy out in order to get

revenge by playing mahjong.

“Anyway, I think I will be able to afford the jadeite jewelry after today.” Mrs. Perry thinks that she can

easily earn the money from Mrs. Murphy for the jewelry she likes.

Just at this moment, a waiter pushes the door, and Poppy happens to hear what Mrs. Perry said.

Poppy sneers in heart. Jewelry? Hmm...I’m gonna make you lose to nothing.