Maid Dingding hesitated for a moment, somewhat reluctant since they had just met and exchanged only a few words. How could she simply move into someone else's home?
Seeing her hesitation, Chen Shi smiled and asked, "Do I look like a bad guy to you, Dingding?"
Dingding shook her head, "Not at all."
Chen Shi continued, "Since I don't look like a bad guy, what's there to fear? I'm highly respected in the village and known as a good person. Besides, my dog knows how to cook, and he's quite skilled at it. Let him cook a few dishes tonight."
Dingding's eyes widened in surprise as she looked towards Black Pot and chuckled, "It can cook?"
"Chopping vegetables, working the stove, frying, cooking, you name it. He's skilled in all aspects."
Chen Shi added, "Stay at my house, and you'll see for yourself. Would you rather spend the night here alone?"
Dingding glanced at the coffins in the mansion, tightened her grip on the light blue Pipa cloth bag she held, suddenly feeling a fright.
