Chapter Ninety-Eight: Same as Him
Seeing that Chu Lingyi was silent, Mu Li continued to ask, "What flavor do you like?" ”
"Same as him."
Mu Li slipped the cup in his hand without paying attention, and the milk tea burst out. Chu Lingyi heard something that shattered the sound and immediately rushed over.
It's really embarrassing, how could he know that he made milk tea for Song Qing, could it be that there are people he installed in the store. This sour taste is unacceptable, and even milk tea has to be the same as other people's drinks.
"Okay, I'll do it for you right away."
After Qing Kite cleaned up the countertop, Mu Li made milk tea for Chu Lingyi quickly. "Bring it to him." At this time, Mu Li didn't want to face Chu Lingyi's face, so as not to be even more embarrassed.
"Lord, this is the pearl milk tea made by the princess for you."
Qing Kite put down the milk tea and gave Liuyun a look, and Liuyun also looked helpless. The green kite misunderstood that Liuyun was suing, and her attitude towards Liuyun began to be bad.
Mu Li paid attention to Chu Lingyi with her spare eyes, because she added an extra flavor to the milk tea, which was enough for Chu Lingyi to taste it well. In ancient times, there was no so-called pepper, so Mu Li had to use chili water instead to put it in.
Chu Lingyi didn't think much about it, and drank it in one gulp, almost squirting it out. "What does it smell like?" Chu Lingyi's face turned red, if it weren't for Mu Li, he would have drawn his knife to face him a long time ago.
"Poof." Mu Li covered his mouth and snickered. "Hmph, this is my newly researched milk tea, the only one for you, and I'm so dissatisfied." Mu Li looked at Chu Lingyi's foreign appearance and felt funny.
"Quick, water." Liuyun walked towards the green kite, and the green kite didn't turn his head and pretended not to hear, and was busy with other things.
"What's wrong?" Mu Li acted as if he didn't know anything, and sent the water to Chu Lingyi, trying to restrain himself from laughing.
Chu Lingyi was speechless for the time being, but it could be seen from his expression that he didn't mind Mu Li's naughtiness. Chu Lingyi took Mu Li's water and hesitated for a moment, afraid that this girl would add some strange things to it.
"Don't worry, I didn't add anything to this." After Mu Li finished speaking, he realized that there was something wrong with this, this is not an obvious admission of the chili water he added to the milk tea. Mu Li made a grimace.
A glass of water was drunk, which made Chu Lingyi come to his senses, but there was still a spicy taste in his mouth. "If someone else were to buy it, would you add it to it?" Chu Lingyi sighed.
Mu Li lowered his head and scratched his head.
"Shopkeeper, have a cup of milk tea."
This guest came at the right time, so that Mu Li could just take a break and leave. "Well, I'm going to get busy first. Oh yes, thank you for the tonics. ”
No matter what. Chu Lingyi's kindness Mu Li knew, but he was not in a big problem and didn't need tonic, so he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and gave the tonic to Song Qing as a favor and returned it to him.
"Lord Wang, you're okay." Liuyun couldn't help but feel funny when he saw Chu Lingyi's expression, probably only Mu Li had the courage to play tricks on the prince.
Chu Lingyi nodded, indicating that he was fine. Chu Lingyi has never met a woman like Mu Li, and since Mu left the store, the time between the two of them has been very little. "Keep an eye on Song Qing."
"Yes."
Although Song Qing didn't do anything out of the ordinary, Chu Lingyi always had to take precautions. And Chu Lingyi has already investigated and found out that the mastermind behind the framing of Yixiangfang is Lord Song, and because the evidence is not available for a while, it cannot be proved, so he is not investigated. Chu Lingyi knew that Song Qing was different from the rest of the Song family, but in the end he was still a member of the Song family.
After Mu Li left the Song family, Song Qing couldn't help but stare at the pastries that Mu Li brought. On the one hand, I want to see what the ingredients of this pastry are, and on the other hand, I am more and more interested in Mu Li.
A big family like Song Qing can be regarded as having met countless people, what kind of woman has not been seen, but an interesting person like Mu Li has never met. If Mu Li was not the princess, Song Qing would definitely pursue her. But the facts are helpless, and Song Qing can only watch it from a distance. Thinking of the task assigned to him by his father, Song Qing began to retreat. He couldn't bear to go against Mu Li, he wanted more to be friends with Mu Li and develop unique pastries together.
"Dad, do you know what your eldest brother has been doing lately?" Song Ming poured tea for Lord Song and handed pastries, looking like a bad person.
"I asked him to find a way to deal with the matter of Pinxuan Pavilion, but this matter was not handled well, and his leg was injured." Speaking of Song Qing, Lord Song shook his head, he thought that the smart eldest son would do things very neatly, which Cheng thought that he would fold his wife and lose his soldiers.
"Dad, I said that I was asked to deal with it at the beginning, but you didn't want to. That's fine, the eldest brother is still injured. Song Ming's intention was to let Lord Song hand over this job to him, so that he could profit from it. You must know that the cost of pastries is low and the profit is high, which is just right for Song Ming's appetite.
"Forget it, I'll talk more about you when you usually eat, drink and have fun, so don't make trouble." A brain like Song Ming, where would he know how powerful this is, he can only be a short-sighted person.
"Dad, why can't you trust me so much, my friends are everywhere, maybe I can help." Lord Song made it very clear, but Song Ming still wanted to take over the job unrelentingly.
"Go, go, go and play with your fox friends, I'm bothered here." Lord Song insisted on sending Song Ming away.
Song Ming was unwilling, why was he also the son of the Song family, so he couldn't do this. This matter must not be left like this, and Song Qing must find a way to make it impossible for Song Qing to do this.
Song Ming planned to go to Song Qing first to find out where to find out, to see what his relationship with the princess was, maybe he could make a fuss about this, and Song Qing would definitely be kicked out of the Song family at that time. Then the Song family naturally became Song Ming's bag.
"Brother, your feet are fine." Song Ming showed that he cared about Song Qing very much, but in fact, even he hated such a contrived gesture.
Song Ming, who has never been in contact with each other much, came in, and Song Qing felt that something was wrong. "I'm fine, the doctor said it's good to rest for a few days."
"Isn't this the pastry from Yi Xiang Fang?" Song Ming walked straight over, unceremoniously opened a box, and prepared to eat. In Song Ming's eyes, everything in the Song family is ultimately his, it's just a matter of time.
"Don't move." Song Qing was eager to stand up to stop Song Ming, but because of the inconvenience of his feet, he sat back again.
"Isn't that what you're meant to eat?" Song Ming smiled evilly, there must be a problem here, otherwise why don't people eat this pastry.
"It's food, I haven't studied it yet, and I'll have someone send it to you when I'm ready."
Song Ming put down the pastry and clapped his hands. "It's really a baby, don't you have any friendship with the shopkeeper?"