Chapter 522

The next day, morning.

The handsome boy lazily melted into the chair and tasted the white porridge with chopsticks.

"The heat of lotus seeds is not enough. The rice has been boiled to paste. What I want to drink is porridge, not rice paste."

Young master Yan wants to pick a thorn, so he can't pick it out.

"The fried dough sticks are hard into stone. In addition, the oil smell is too heavy and there is less salt."

"What kind of steamed stuffed bun is this?"

The housekeeper wiped the sweat on his forehead. The young man looked young and had the same aura as his husband.

"Young master, I'll tell them to withdraw."

"No."

Young master Yan folded his jade white fingers and put them on the table. A pair of peach blossom eyes looked like a smile, vaguely showing prestige. "This kind of cook also took it out to shame. Is this your level?"

"I immediately quit them and recruit new cooks."

The housekeeper spoke quickly.

Yan Tao: "take the paper and I'll write the recruitment notice myself."

"OK, young master."

The housekeeper was stunned by the young man's repeated questions, and his head was empty at this time.

Sir has ordered him to serve the young master.

If Yantao is not satisfied, he may have to follow the river to feed the fish.

At my age, it's not worth losing here.

"Young master, please write."

Master Yan's peach blossom eyes were slightly raised. He carelessly dropped a few lines on the paper, patted his hands and said, "look for a cook according to my requirements, and I'll interview in person."

"OK, young master."

Liu Cheng went out to work and returned to the manor about the evening. He asked about Yantao's recent situation, and the housekeeper reported everything carefully.

Liu Cheng frowned. "Is she dissatisfied with the cook? Does she have to interview herself?"

"Yes, sir."

The housekeeper now thought of the boy's frosty expression during the day and made a cold sweat. "Did you learn to cook, young master? His comments were very sharp. After I told the cook that, he resigned himself."

Liu Cheng has never eaten the dishes made by Yan Tao.

Thinking of the dishes made by mother-in-law Jiang at home, he just thought Yantao was in a bad mood and wanted to vent.

"Whatever he wants to do, follow him and buy him whatever he wants."

Liu Cheng doesn't want to lock Yan Tao, but the Yan family is looking for their own trace these two days. For the sake of insurance, it's better to be cautious.

"Tell me to go down and stay away from the Chinese, you know?"

Liu Cheng's voice was cold. The housekeeper bowed his head and responded respectfully.

Sir doesn't like Chinese people. He has always been at a respectful distance, which is known to the whole circle.

This is why they were shocked and couldn't believe it when they saw the Oriental boy brought back by their husband.

But no one dares to ask about your private affairs.

"Tao Tao?"

Liu Cheng went up in his wheelchair and knocked on Yantao's door.

"Come in."

Young master Yan is bored. He is assembling a model plane. The small parts are in the hands of the young man. He can install one in two or three seconds.

Liu Cheng: "do you like airplanes? How about I give you one?"

"No," Yan Tao said coldly, "what's the matter with you?"

Liu Cheng's deep eyes darkened and his lips moved. Finally, he just said, "I'll see you and go right away."

The boy leaned against the table and didn't mean to look back.

Liu Cheng could only turn around and leave decadent. He slid his wheelchair back to his room.

The empty room was silent.

The man's smile with the corners of his lips dissipated slowly, and he leaned back on the chair tired.

Who told him to be a bad man?

I've been used to it for so many years.

However, thinking that he always chased the child he wanted to hug when he was a child, and now he is so cold to him, the man's eyebrows and eyes still overflow with some sadness.