"If you want the most delicious drink, she has to serve it to you personally and add something to it right in front of you before you drink it."
"Otherwise, she would be fooling the young master again with defective products, and she doesn't have the guts to do that."
Fu Yinzhou's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a fly to death.
Is it so troublesome to drink soup?
but……
There seemed to be the aroma of soup still lingering between his lips and teeth.
His Adam's apple rolled.
I can make this taste just for fun. If I follow her method, it will taste even better than before...
He suddenly stopped thinking.
This woman is scheming again.
Want to trick him and let her go upstairs to get close to him?
Oh, she was dreaming!
"Then don't drink anymore and go out." He waved his hand with a grim expression.
"Yes." The butler's expression didn't change much.
Because everything developed just as Shen Zhiyi said.
He went out silently and closed the door.
At around eleven o'clock, Fu Yinzhou came out of the piano room, turned his wheelchair, and slowly walked through the corridor.
Suddenly, a sweet and warm fragrance wafted from downstairs.
Smells like some kind of dessert.
The taste is more tempting than the sweet soup in the morning.
He braked his wheelchair.
He stopped in the middle of the corridor with a sullen look on his face.
I heard the maids exclaiming in admiration from below.
"Oh! Zhiyi, this you made is so delicious!"
"Give me some!"
"I was here first! You line up behind me!"
"I just helped Zhiyi, I should eat first!"
Then, he heard a sweet female voice.
The aroma of this food is no less delicious than this one.
"Don't worry, everyone. We have them all."
"But this one has to be kept separate. I made it especially for the young master."
Her voice sounded a little sad. "But, I'm clumsy, and the young master doesn't seem to want to see me..."
"I don't know if there will be a chance for the young master to taste my cooking skills."
“I just want to cook it for him.”
Fu Yinzhou's eyes narrowed slightly.
The sharpness of his jaw faded a little, and his lips were not as tightly pursed as before.
Just as his eyebrows raised a little, he heard the bodyguard's loud laughter coming from downstairs.
"Sister Zhiyi, the young master doesn't like you, so don't go and make yourself miserable."
"He's definitely not going to eat this."
"Just give it to me. I'll wait to see you."
Fu Yinzhou's expression suddenly turned cold.
He pulled out his cane and slammed it on the ground, "Butler!"
There was a sudden silence downstairs.
The butler appeared out of nowhere.
"Master! Are you looking for me?"
Fu Yinzhou had a blank expression on his face, but his eyes were filled with a cold light like ice chips. He said coldly: "I paid for bodyguards, not to let them eat during work hours."
"If you're so free, you might as well open it sooner rather than later."
The housekeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"yes."
"I will definitely criticize them well."
Fu Yinzhou turned his wheelchair and before leaving, he said, “Let Shen Zhiyi bring what she made and come up to see me.”
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