Fu Yinzhou frowned, seemingly annoyed that his preferences had been exposed. He leaned back in his chair, his tone deliberately impatient.
"Is this all you can do, these cloying things?"
"Who said they wanted something sweet?"
"I'm sorry, young master," Shen Zhiyi exclaimed, feigning surprise, "I didn't know you didn't like sweets."
"It's just that the leftover ingredients in the kitchen today are perfect for making something sweet."
"If you want to change it, I'll have someone procure it right away."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yinzhou breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"No need."
"Do whatever you can."
He turned his face away and looked at the window, noticing that the curtains had been slightly ajar. He frowned.
But he didn't fly into a rage as usual.
"Then... will Young Master eat my cooking again tomorrow?" Shen Zhiyi asked tentatively.
Fu Yinzhou turned his head.
Seeing that her face was just illuminated by that beam of light, he paused for a moment, then looked away.
"what ever."
Shen Zhiyi smiled.
"In that case, I'll trouble you to accompany me to try out the new dishes for the next few days, young master."
"Young master is right, I am indeed good at making desserts."
"Fortunately, young master is kind-hearted and willing to tolerate my taste preferences. Thank you, young master."
Fu Yinzhou listened to her babbling on and on.
He paused for a moment.
"Who taught you to say such nice things?"
He frowned and scolded in a low voice, "No matter what you're planning, I advise you to give up on that idea."
"Because I won't cooperate with you."
"What ideas could I possibly have?" Shen Zhiyi smiled innocently, her eyes crinkling. "I just want to do my job well and take good care of the young master."
"If the young master says east, then I will go east."
“I will never force you to do something that you don’t want to do, young master.”
"It's not that Young Master is cooperating with me, it's that I'm doing whatever Young Master says."
Fu Yinzhou stared at her for a long time before turning his wheelchair around.
"Glib-tongued".
He spoke reproachfully, yet involuntarily reached out and touched the corner of his lips.
He found himself actually laughing.
Fu Yinzhou suddenly straightened the curve of his lips and put on a cold and stiff expression again.
"Pack your things and get out of here."
"Yes." Shen Zhiyi smiled and went to collect the plates.
While tidying up, she suddenly said, "By the way, young master, I can not only cook, but also give massages."
"Would you like to give it a try, young master?"
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