Qi Yuanwei's face turned red, and he was speechless. How could this brat have such a foul mouth?
Shangguan Yichen stared coldly at Qi Yuanwei. "Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."
If I had known I would have brought my third sister along, I would have poisoned you to the point of near death.
The old butler was dumbfounded, standing there in a daze, looking at his arrogant and domineering young master, then at the frosty-faced young boy, and exclaimed how tragic it was.
Shangguan Yichen's lips curled into a cold smile: "Lord Qi, where is the return gift for Mother?"
"puff!"
Qi Yuanwei felt like spitting blood in Shangguan Yichen's face. How dare he ask for a return gift after just a few boxes of shoddy pastries?
Could it be that this brat secretly switched the gifts?
"Oh dear, young master, look at this old servant's memory! Come, come, come with me to get the return gift." The old steward was in tears. The young master didn't understand social etiquette at all. What should he do?
This old servant is truly worried sick...
Shangguan Yichen clasped his hands in thanks: "Thank you!"
"Young master, what are you saying? Madam and young master... cough cough..." The old butler suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and swallowed the rest of his words...
Shangguan Yichen smiled without saying a word, followed the old steward into the storeroom, and without hesitation, selected a few items and loaded them onto the carriage.
Qi Yuanwei: "..."
What happened to saving it for my future wife?
snort!
Lies!
The old butler, exasperated, glanced sympathetically at his young master before seeing Shangguan Yichen to the door and waving, "Young Master, come again when you have time..."
"..." Shangguan Yichen turned around: "Goodbye!"
It's best we never meet again!
The one-eyed dragon's eyes flashed slightly; the young master was majestic.
Shangguan Yichen rode at full speed back to Ruyi Village. It was almost noon when Mo Qingcheng said with concern, "Boss, you've worked hard."
A faint smile appeared in Shangguan Yichen's cold eyes. After washing up, the food was served.
Mo Qingcheng personally prepared several hearty dishes, which were quickly devoured.
Old Man Bai was speechless when he saw the plate that Mu Shenyi had snatched away: "Old Mo, there's more after you finish eating..." Can't you be a little more mindful of your image?
Mu Shenyi rolled his eyes: "I don't believe you for a second. Pretty boy, hurry up and eat, don't cause trouble. I only ate a couple more bites, unlike some people who eat with gusto but dare not admit it, how shameful..."
Old Man Bai: "..."
Who really lost face? Don't they have any self-awareness? Old Man Bai channeled his grief and anger into strength, eating an extra bowl of rice than usual, leaving Mu Shen dumbfounded.
At the dinner table, Shangguan Yunxi's dark eyes sparkled: "Mother, it's too late this year. Next year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's organize an event and earn more money..."
The little girl chuckled, her eyes full of anticipation.
“That’s right, that’s right, Mother, Mo Mo is affecting our ability to make money. Mother is working too hard.” Bai Zi Mo quickly chimed in, not wanting to be left behind.
“Actually, we don’t have to wait until next year, we can celebrate the New Year this year…” Mo Qingcheng encouraged the children to share their opinions: “If you have any good ideas, let’s plan ahead so we don’t end up in a rush.”
"Mommy, you're so wonderful! You're the best mother in the world!" Bai Zimo blinked. "Mommy, I want to make some delicious food..."
"puff!"
"Cough cough!"
Everyone burst out laughing. He couldn't stop talking about his profession; he's definitely a super foodie.
“MoMo, you’re still young. How about we make desserts together?” The Xuan Yuan Tong sisters exchanged a glance, their eyes lighting up.
Bai Zimo shook his head: "No, why should one person's earnings be divided into three? Do you think I'm stupid?"
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