Chapter 8 Only This Fate

The cheesecake that Tian Tutuo wanted was freshly baked, with a rich milky flavor, which was in line with Tian Xiaorui's usual superb standards.

"Baby, this is what Mommy did for you with love. Tian Xiaorui made the cake and did not forget to invite pets in front of her son.

"Thank you Mommy, I believe that my friend will definitely taste Mommy's love when he receives this cake. The little milk bag looked at her, and the milky child's voice was obviously something to say.

Tian properly opened the box, put the cheesecake in and packaged it, and then called and instructed the courier company to send it to the address he wrote.

"Baby, when did you make friends, who are you, not reliable. Tian Xiaorui was sorting out her makeup in front of the mirror while asking her son.

As a pastry chef, no jewelry, no heavy makeup, no loose hair, this is the minimum standard. Over the years, Tian Xiaorui has become accustomed to it, and when she goes out, she doesn't think about anything else except for a little lip gloss.

"Don't worry, Mommy, your son is no ordinary child. Tian Tuo replied to her confidently.

Indeed, his son has such a high IQ and EQ, and he is still giving advice for himself in many things, so what is there to worry about.

Thinking about it like this, Tian Xiaorui was also a little relieved, to have such a smart son in this life, this is her greatest achievement.

The cheesecake was delivered to Li Wenchuan's high-end garden house in the city within an hour according to the address filled in by Tian Du.

Receiving such a gift from an unknown source, the housekeeper Gao Daoqin frowned, and his first reaction was to throw it into the trash.

"What's wrong?" Li Wenchuan stepped out of the bedroom, wearing a nightgown, with a lazy expression, with the carelessness characteristic of rich and idlers.

"I just received a cake for some reason, and I was about to lose it. Gao Daoqin replied respectfully.

"Cake?" Li Wenchuan was stunned for a moment, and then sat down on the sofa: "Bring it over and I'll take a look." ”

Gao Daoqin took the cake and placed it on the coffee table in front of Li Wenchuan.

It seems that this cake is freshly baked, with a hint of cheese frankincense, and it is at the best time to taste it, and the taste is the best at this time.

Li Wenchuan looked at it, inexplicably, and remembered the cake he tasted at the celebration yesterday.

Really, that taste has been hovering in my mind, lingering, as if I have eaten it a thousand times, and even last night's sleep, it seems that my whole body and mind are soaked in boundless cream.

After staring at the cake for a while, he moved his fingers, as if he really wanted to taste this cheesecake and whether it could bring him the familiar feeling of yesterday.

Gao Daoqin pursed his lips, his heart was about to rise, and he was about to remind Li Wenchuan not to eat the food of unknown origin sent from outside.

Li Wenchuan had already pushed away the cheesecake, stood up, and instructed the housekeeper: "Throw this cake away." ”

Now how valuable his life was, it was clear to everyone, how could he eat food of unknown origin at will—although just now, he really couldn't stand the temptation and wanted to taste it.

The butler breathed a sigh of relief, took the cake, and threw it into the trash can—if it was, it was only a few minutes earlier and a few minutes later than the difference between the cake and the trash can.

Li Wenchuan looked at the cake thrown into the trash, and calmly made a phone call to Wu Minghui, the general manager of the commercial city: "According to my instructions, the best shop in the commercial city will be rented to those who made pastries yesterday." ”

When he said this, he lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a little trouble in his usually good-looking peach blossom eyes, and there was a kind of confusion that he wanted to try to grasp, but he didn't know what to grasp.