5.12
'Negotiation' was a good name, Lin Su's attention had been completely diverted, and she subconsciously set her eyes on those good-looking pastries.
For Lin Su, wasting any sweets is unforgivable.
Looking at Lin Su, who was like a little gluttonous cat, Wen Chenglin almost laughed.
In order to hide his smile, Wen Chenglin picked up a piece of pastry again and put it on Lin Su's plate, and said, "Let's have breakfast first, I'll take you to the garden after eating, you should like it." ”
Lin Su's mind had long been attracted by the delicately shaped pastries, and she unceremoniously picked up the knife and fork and tasted it.
As soon as the pastry was in her mouth, Lin Su's eyes widened a lot, and she asked in surprise, "Uncle, where did you invite the chef?" It's also delicious. ”
The craftsmanship of the Wen family's chef is not covered, and Lin Su's taste buds were conquered in an instant.
"You're going to be me." Wen Chenglin shook his head, he really didn't know about these little things.
"Shall I go meet the chef later?" Lin Su's eyes rolled, and he began to think in his heart about how to dig into the foot of the wall.
"Absolutely." Wen Chenglin didn't pierce Lin Su's careful thoughts, but asked curiously, "Is it really so delicious?" ”
Wen Chenglin doesn't like sweets, and although the kitchen is dutifully prepared with all kinds of pastries every day, he hardly eats them.
Lin Su nodded heavily, and then grabbed a piece of Wen Chenglin, "You'll know if you try it." ”
"The Fifth Master ......"
The housekeeper didn't have time to stop it, so he could only watch as Fifth Master Wen ate what he hated.
"Well, it's really good."
Who Cheng thought that Wen Chenglin not only ate, but also nodded in agreement.
"yes, it's delicious."
Lin Su narrowed his eyes happily, it was a kind of happiness that his favorite thing was accepted.
Wen Chenglin doted on 'um' again, and he suddenly felt that those sweet and greasy pastries were not so unbearable.
The two chatted while sharing desserts, and breakfast ended in a perfect atmosphere.
"It's so full."
Putting down the knife and fork, Lin Su wiped the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.
Wen Chenglin instructed on the side: "Housekeeper, next time the dessert will be served after the meal." ”
Although Lin Su ate very happily, Wen Chenglin did not intend to indulge her habit. After all, sweets are not a staple food, but moderate amounts are good.
Hearing Wen Chenglin's words, Lin Su's breath froze.
The original owner's sweet appetite has reached a certain level, for the sake of her health, Master Lin always managed her before her death and did not let her eat too many sweets at one time.
At that time, the original owner felt that the other party was too nagging, but now he can't hear it if he wants to.
If it was the original owner at the moment, then she would definitely feel emotional, and Lin Su would have to react accordingly.
I saw Lin Su looking at Wen Chenglin, and his expression stopped talking.
When Lin Ji said that Wen Wuye was the murderer of their father, Lin Su was convinced. But after getting along with each other in person, the kind-hearted Lin Su began to waver.
Can a person who can help a stranger like this, really can't tolerate the expansion of the Lin family's small business?
"Little girl, what's wrong with you?" Lin Su's eyes were too complicated, and Wen Chenglin couldn't see through what she was thinking for a while.
Lin Su pursed his lips, and then asked hesitantly, "Uncle, if someone robs you of your business, what will you do?" ”
A dark color flashed in Wen Chenglin's eyes, and he asked quietly and rhetorically, "Why are you suddenly interested in these?" ”
Lin Su shook his head, indicating that he was just asking casually.
Wen Chenglin's expression moved slightly, and finally explained.
"In Dingping City, no one has the ability to compete with the Wen family, so the situation you mentioned is impossible to happen."
"Even if that happens, I don't worry too much. The market is like a big cake, and the Wen family only needs the largest share. ”