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This soft voice trembled again and again, causing others to feel uneasy.

Liang Zhe's eyes darkened, and his expression turned even colder. He slightly exerted some strength in his hands.

So this was a sensitive point, the man noted.

Xu Wen used his eyes to beg for forgiveness. Although he said that he had sat on the man's thigh in the morning, he still hadn't trained himself to be thick-skinned and wasn't used to men throwing punches at him at any time.

The girl's aggrieved and helpless gaze made Liang Zhe very happy and hungry. He patted her waist and said with a calm face, "Go."

This was equivalent to letting her off.

It was like coaxing a child.

But at least he was free.

Xu Yi didn't care much about carrying food and soup, but his legs were weak. Walking a few steps was like stepping on cotton, plus he hadn't eaten dinner yet. When Xu Wen held the bowl, he felt a shadow in front of his eyes.

When Liang Zhen saw that she was busily going in and out of the room, the white blouse covering her curvy figure actually gave off a faint sense of elegance. He turned around, and the tight buttons on his clothes reminded him that this wasn't some elegant fairy at all, but was a rich and precious flower.

What a contradictory individual.

Even he himself didn't know what Smoke Stub was, but he had actually appraised the smoke and fire coming from Xu Yi. He had never thought that this was such a huge joke.

The old housekeeper said that Xu Yi was not good, so he used that person to pressure him.

He thought Xu Huan was pretty good, with his slender waist and long legs. This was his aesthetic, stupid and simple to see through with a single glance.

That was enough.

It was just that he was too annoying and easily attracting the attention of others. Liang Zhe didn't like this feeling of not being under his control.

He liked the feeling of being in control.

Xu Wen saw the new chef in the kitchen. He was in his forties, and his hands were clean and nimble. With just a movement, he could tell that he was a professional. The food was delicious, so it seemed like the Crown Prince wouldn't be able to find any faults this time.

However, he didn't expect Liang Zhe to remain unsatisfied.

Instead of eating anything else, he first ate a mouthful of chicken cake. After just one bite, the thin white bone china bowl was pushed to the side.

Xu Wen was ordered to stand next to him. The maid had eyes, so she had left long ago to do something else.

Seeing the bone china bowl pushed out, he sneered in his heart. This person, after making the chicken cake three times, finally changed the chef. He didn't know how many times the chicken cake would be made today, nor did he know if the chef would be able to preserve his new profession.

She was complaining in her heart, she didn't think that she would be the one to be blamed for this disaster.

"Go, teach that chef how to stew this chicken cake."

"Me?" He pointed at his nose.

"Could it be me?" Liang Zhe was expressionless.

Of course, Xu Yi did not dare to disobey him. He quickly carried the bowl of chicken cake back to the kitchen.

When the chef saw that the chicken cake was brought back, he sighed and said, "The steward also told me that I must prepare it well. I didn't expect Young Master Liang to only take a bite."

The chef knew that he was one of Young Master Liang's pillow people, so he drew out Young Master Liang's preferences from her. He had just arrived here for a day and was already fired. This would affect his reputation.

Xu Yi thought of the three bowls of chicken cake he had made last night and felt sorry for the chef. He had obviously eaten all of the chicken cake that he had steamed.

A clean slate …

No wonder Liang Zhaoshan had asked him to teach the chef how to make chicken cakes out of nowhere. It turned out that he wanted to eat her cooking.

Xu Yi felt it was inconceivable. It was only a bowl of chicken cake, so why did Liang Zhaoshan insist on being more genuine?

This was his own pot. It was not easy for a chef to obtain a qualification certificate, not to mention how much sweat they had to pay to obtain a top-notch chef.

Xu Yi felt sorry for him, but he felt that being too direct might hurt his pride.

However, self-esteem is really not worth mentioning sometimes. Xu Wen thought about it and said, "Maybe it has nothing to do with your cooking, it's just a matter of taste. "Is it hard for people to say something sour, sweet, bitter and spicy?"

The chef was moved by her words and could not help but say a few more words.

Her hands and feet were slick with salted water. She beat eggs, seasoned them and stirred them.

By the time the chef realized that his position had been temporarily occupied, the chicken cake had already been cooked and steamed.

"This is completely a household dish."

The chef had not seen this kind of cooking for a long time. This chicken cake was too simple and he did not think well of it.

She felt that as long as she carried it out, she would lose her standards, even if it wasn't done by herself.

Xu Yi didn't say anything and just smiled: "I cooked this bowl. If I'm wrong, it's my business."

She really couldn't think of any reason why Liang Zhe would act so coquettishly for two days. The intuition in her heart was the best answer.

The chef shook his head and said, "I'm a man, not without a sense of responsibility. How can I let a little girl like you tie me up to go and irritate Liang Shaoyang?"

The chef was still worried, so he also steamed a bowl of chicken cake and placed it in the pot, intending to use it as a remedy.

His procedure was much more complicated than Xu Yi's. A bowl of chicken cake could not wait to fill the whole table.

Xu Wen raised his eyebrows.

The girl was beautiful and was also a celebrity. She was rare and did not have much airs of arrogance. Standing in the kitchen was not out of the ordinary, and it was easy for people to let down their guard: "I think I might have missed something. This time, I'll be more thorough."

He strives to get approval from his employer.

Xu Wen thought, "I also have no proof that this is the chicken cake Liang Zhaoshan wanted. It's good to be prepared. It's just a chicken cake. It's so complicated to make, is this still the taste of chicken cake?"

It was unknown if it was because this level of chef was a little unfathomable.

Xu Yi did not understand and felt the situation to be serious.

She was hungry, and the cook had brought her a snack he'd made.

Xu Yi ate one and gave her a thumbs up. She was not picky with food, which made people feel a sense of accomplishment.

The chef brought out a few more for her. Xu Yi was full and his legs didn't feel that heavy anymore.

Fifteen minutes later, Xu Wen's chicken cake came out of the wok, placed it on a tray, and carried it out.

Liang Zhaoshan was still waiting at the dining table, while the rest of the food remained untouched.

Xu Yi felt that he was like a child. The bite he wanted to eat had to be in his mouth, otherwise, he would always be thinking about it.

She didn't know that Liang Zhe felt the same way about her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept going up the stairs like that.

Xu Yi didn't want the chef to eat or eat with him, so he declared, "What the chef made has yet to come out of the pot. This bowl was made by me. Young Master Liang, try it."

Liang Zhe lifted his eyelids and said indifferently, "If it doesn't taste good …"

The threat behind it was very strong.

Xu Yi could only hold his breath, waiting for this person's decision.