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This was too unreasonable. Xu Wai rolled his eyes as hard as he could. No matter how hard he looked, there was only a single blanket in the mirror.

The old steward had really placed this young master at the top of his heart. Hearing his words, he quickly asked, "What's wrong with that? Young master, tell me what seasonings are missing. I'll go to the kitchen and have the kitchen redo it now."

Liang Zhaoshan frowned in deep thought. After a long while, he said unhappily, "How do I know what's inside? Isn't this supposed to be a chef's matter?"

The old butler didn't dare to argue with him, so he quickly comforted him and took the chicken cake out to the kitchen to have it redone.

The door to the bedroom closed, and suddenly there was only Liang Zhaoting's breathing in the huge room. It was so quiet that it made people nervous for no reason.

Humans were divided into different grades. Xu Yi remembered the steward's cold and disdainful attitude, and could not help but twitch his mouth.

This man was truly handsome, especially the few strands of hair hanging down in front of him. There was less coldness and more gentleness in his demeanor, but the rarest thing was his temperament. Even if he wore only a nightgown and sat there so casually, it was as if he were a proud son of heaven sitting on a dragon throne.

In fact, this person was indeed very arrogant. The woman that he had taken care of, even if it meant nothing to him. He wished that the whole world would know that this person was really not a normal person.

The kitchen was quick. About ten minutes later, the butler came in with a new chicken cake.

The butler was sixty to seventy years old and had to coax the twenty-six year old Liang Ziling like he was coaxing a little grandson. "The kitchen has added shrimp this time. Young Master, try it. It's even better now."

It was rather fragrant. Xu Lu began to drool as she smelled it.

Liang Zhaoshan put down the spoon in his hand when he heard the word "Shrimp".

"Did I let him put the shrimp in?"

Xu Yi: "…"

The old steward: "..." I'll take it back now and have him do it again? "

The chicken cake was taken away again.

This crown prince was a torturous demoness.

Xu Wen curled his lips again.

Liang Zhe sat there, seemingly deep in thought. His legs were crossed, and his bathrobe slipped from his body. Xu Luan quickly said in silence, "Don't look at him unless he's polite."

When Xu Wen heard the footsteps and opened his eyes, he was already on the bed, bending over to look at her, his dark eyes gave off the feeling that he had nowhere to run, and he almost cried out. He thought that he had exposed his identity and immediately opened his mouth to apologize, but he saw that Xu Wen had picked up his phone and left.

In the mirror, there was only one blanket marked with the word "Jing". Xu Yi couldn't even show a smile, and he didn't know if this was facial paralysis or not.

The MMP, he was really stupid. He didn't know that there was a soul inside this blanket, nor did he know that this soul was actually him. Xu Yi wished he could slap himself in the face.

In her heart, she really did have an innate fear of Liang Zhaoting. When she met this person, she would automatically reveal a cowardly appearance. The last time he finally got angry, he quickly went back to take care of the aftermath.

Xu Wen covered his face. He really didn't know if he could have a chance in this life. He shouted at Liang Zhe, "No!"

Liang Zhe seemed to be very agitated as he fiddled with his phone for a long time. Out of the corner of his eye, Xu Yi could only see the interface that kept being changed. He guessed that this person had starved out of low blood pressure due to not being able to eat at night.

Twenty minutes later, the butler knocked on the door again. Seeing the steward's cautious expression, Xu Yi felt like he had a toothache.

Liang Zhaoshan finally put down his phone like a child with ADHD. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he saw a sense of relief on this man's face. However, this man's face became serious again, making Xu Wen suspect that he was seeing things.

"Young Master, try it again."

The old steward carefully observed the expression on his young master's face.

Xu Wen held his breath.

He could only watch as Liang Zhe drank a mouthful of chicken cake and carefully savored it. Like the old housekeeper, he looked expectantly and enthusiastically at Liang Zhe, hoping that this time, he would say, "It's precisely this taste!"

Even if it was possible, it was still alright. It wouldn't be a problem to make do with it.

A few seconds later, the spoon was thrown into the tray. Liang Zhaoshan waved his hand and said, "Who found that chef? You can scram now!"

The butler seemed to be on the verge of tears as he looked at Liang Zhe, feeling both heartache and guilt. He had taken care of Liang Zishan since he was young, and he did his best to take care of him as much as he could. He held the responsibility more than Liang Zishan's father, and he asked himself that he understood Liang Zishan better than anyone else.

He began to wonder if he was really old and muddled, and that was why even the young master's taste had stopped moving.

His heart felt like it was about to collapse, but reality didn't allow him to collapse. He once again threw out the first question he had before, "What kind of chicken cake does Liang Zhe want to eat?"

Xu Wei nodded. She really wanted to know too. She remembered that Liang Zhe's words about picking food were all used to describe the woman in his bed. He never said that this person was really picky with food.

Liang Zhe opened his mouth, but stopped. In the end, he directly said, "Forget it."

After tossing and turning it a few times, he did not intend to eat anymore. He asked the butler to bring the chicken cake out, "Tomorrow, go find a new chef. A chef who can't even make a chicken cake is useless no matter how many certificates and trophies he has."

The chef had been working in this house for several years, and he had always been good, just because today's chicken cake was not to his liking and he had to change it. He was not a human, but the steward just nodded in agreement. In his heart, a chef who could not cook the food his young master wanted to eat was not a good chef, even a world-renowned chef would not be able to.

The butler took the chicken cake and left.

Three bowls of chicken cake, he said he would not eat, he must have not memorized "Menon" when he was young, do not know whether it was the lack of human nature or the loss of morality.

She didn't know how many certificates and trophies the Liang family's chef had, but they only ate the meal they cooked and were chased by the tyrannical CEO. At that time, Xu Yi only had one thought in mind, the dog blood cartoon on on his tongue was really tasty.

Liang Zhe was very angry. The air in the room was so low that it was terrifying. As a blanket, Xu Yi could feel the temperature continuously drop.

This made Xu Wen habitually hold his breath, fearing that he would be angered.

Liang Zhaoshan's phone finally rang. Seeing the two words "Gao Pao" on the screen, Xu Yi's mind went blank.

Unreliable guesses came one after another. Xu Yi was almost scared by his own brain. Luckily, he finally had a realistic guess. Maybe the chicken cake steamed by Gao De was really delicious, so Young Master Liang wanted him to cook it for him.

When the call connected, the man spoke, his voice hard to mask his irritation. "Where's Gobin, Xu Yi?"

In your bed! Xu Yi choked on his own saliva.