Chapter 517: We all know who did it.

As long as the little tits are distracted, they will eat anything that is fed to them.

As expected, Yuan Siyin fell into deep thought: "I can't say for sure either, after all, there is no conclusive evidence."

"No initial suspects?"

Yu Shiyan brought the braised pork to her lips, and she obediently opened her mouth, mechanically chewing twice: "Yes, but I still want to wait until tomorrow to see if there is any evidence."

Tomorrow is Saturday.

Yu Shiyan casually offered a reminder, and then took the bowl from her hand, since she wouldn't notice it anyway.

"What's wrong with Saturday? Can't I go to the company on Saturday?" Yuan Siyin was a little sullen, but she found the braised pork delicious and couldn't help but glance at the meat in the pot that hadn't been served yet.

"Working under heavy load is not good."

Seeing that the steamed rice with potatoes and shrimp was ready, Yu Shiyan first plated the braised pork, and then opened the rice cooker to serve the delicious steamed rice on the table.

Zhong Heng bought ready-made sweet lotus root with osmanthus from the cold dish section, which saved him the time of making pudding. With a few dishes laid out like this, dinner was ready.

Yuan Siyin came to her senses and sat down at the table. To be honest, it was impossible not to be surprised.

No matter how you look at him, he seems like a pampered young master who never lifts a finger to cook. It's hard to imagine that he can cook so well.

That's quite like him.

"Don't order takeout anymore. Tell me what you want to eat and I'll cook it for you."

The two were sitting facing each other. Yu Shiyan pushed the dishes towards her to make it easier for her to pick them up.

Yuan Siyin was happily eating her rice when she heard him say that, and suddenly coughed, choking on several grains of rice: "Cough... It's better to avoid making these kinds of jokes in the future, as they can easily be misunderstood."

"I didn't mean to make you misunderstand, it's true."

Yuan Siyin swallowed the grain of rice stuck in her throat with difficulty, deciding not to talk to him anymore and to focus on eating.

On the other hand, this person is really easy to get along with, and the food is really delicious.

Hot food, and even a glimpse into the cooking process—that alone is quite rare.

The atmosphere between the two cooled down again because of their previous conversation. After finishing their meal, Yuan Siyin didn't ask him to do anything and washed the dishes herself, while Yu Shiyan leaned back on the sofa and sent emails.

Yuan Siyin was also thinking about the blueprints. After washing the dishes, she returned to the sofa, picked up her laptop, and nestled down to look at the blueprints, including looking for a suitable processing factory.

Although the two sat side by side for nearly an hour, they did not exchange a single word. Each did their own thing quietly, without disturbing the other.

The connections recommended by Yu's mother are good, but the problem is that they're too good.

First of all, reaching an agreement on this collaboration, which was problematic from the start, is not an easy task; it will take time, but she can't afford to give that time. That's the first point.

Secondly, Sy is still a small brand. If the design doesn't match the processing technology, the effect will be counterproductive. This is her second concern.

So it's better to look at more information. It doesn't have to be about finding someone famous. If you're all trying to make money, then we all have the same goal.

"How is this factory? The samples they've processed are pretty good."

Yu Shiyan sent her a screenshot from who-knows-where. Yuan Siyin glanced at it, then couldn't help but purse her lips: "Thanks, but I can do it myself."

"Okay, you can do it, you can do it." Yu Shiyan's eyes were full of doting.