The next day, in the morning.

The handsome young man lazily melted into the chair, pinched the chopsticks and tasted the white porridge.

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

Young Master Yan wants to pick thorns, and there is nothing that he can't pick.

"The fritters are all hard to stone, and besides, the smell of oil is too strong, and there is less salt."

"What kind of bun is this, the face is like this?"

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead, this young man looked young, and his aura was comparable to that of Mr.

"Little boy, I'll tell them to go down."

"No need."

Young Master Yan's fingers were as white as jade, and he put them on the table, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling, vaguely revealing his might, "This kind of chef is also embarrassed." Is this your level? ”

"I quit them right away and hired a new cook."

The butler hurriedly spoke.

Yan Tao: "Bring the paper, I will write the recruitment notice myself." ”

"Okay, little boy."

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

The gentleman has commanded, let him serve this son for a long time.

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

At his age, it's not cost-effective to lose here.

"Little boy, you can write it."

Young Master Yan's peach blossom eyes raised slightly, and he casually dropped a few lines on the paper, clapped his hands and said, "Find a cook according to my request, and I will interview in person." ”

"Okay, little boy."

Liu Cheng went out to run errands, and only returned to the manor in the evening, he asked about Yan Tao's current situation, and the housekeeper reported everything in detail.

Liu Cheng frowned, "She's not satisfied with the cook?" Do you want to interview yourself? ”

"Yes sir."

The housekeeper now remembered the young man's cold expression during the day and broke out in a cold sweat, "Did the little boy learn cooking, the comments were very sharp." After I told the chef about that, he quit himself. ”

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

Thinking of the dishes made by Granny Jiang when he was at home, he only thought that Yan Tao was in a bad mood and wanted to vent.

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

Liu Cheng didn't want to lock up Yan Tao, but the Yan family was looking for his traces in the past two days, so it was better to be cautious for the sake of insurance.

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

Liu Cheng's voice was cold, and the housekeeper lowered his head and responded respectfully.

Mr. doesn't like Chinese people, and he has always stayed away, which is something that the whole circle knows.

This is also the reason why they were shocked and disbelieving when they saw that Mr. had brought back an Oriental boy.

However, no one dares to ask about Mr.'s private affairs.

"Tao Tao?"

Liu Cheng slid up in his wheelchair and knocked on Yan Tao's door.

"Come in."

Young Master Yan was bored, he was assembling the model of the airplane, and the small parts were in the hands of the young man, and he would install one in two or three seconds.

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

"No need," Yan Tao's attitude was very cold, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Liu Cheng's deep eyes darkened, his lips moved, and finally he just said, "I'll come to see you, and I'll leave immediately." ”

The boy leaned back against the table, not looking back.

Liu Cheng could only turn around and leave in despair, and he slid back to his room in his wheelchair.

In the empty room, there was silence.

The smile on the man's lips slowly dissipated, and he leaned back in his chair a little tiredly.

Who made him a bad man?

Over the years, I've gotten used to it.

However, thinking of the child who always loved to chase after him when he was a child, and now he is so cold to him, the man's eyebrows and eyes still overflow with sadness.