The woman's perseverance was truly amazing, and she still didn't give up on wanting him to eat breakfast after throwing up breakfast for almost a week.

Why did it come about?

"Hey" Seeing that he didn't even glance at the dining table, Mu Wan was so disappointed that she went over to pull him, "I made it for you, you give him some face." ”

Wen Zhong looked at her holding his hand, his eyes unpleasant.

Mu Wan subconsciously retracted her hand, "Is that person kind, right, housekeeper, I've been busy for most of the morning for a long time?" ”

The housekeeper nodded, Mu Wan had indeed been busy in the kitchen for a long time this morning, and the breakfast she made looked normal. But Wen Chong's habit of skipping breakfast, he also knows, is it a bit difficult for Mu Wan to let him eat?

"I let Miss Mu live here, but it doesn't mean that you can interfere with my living habits, otherwise..."

"Don't do it, I won't let you eat it, don't drive me away." Mu Wan is a little pitiful now, and she can't go back to home... And in the morning, she found that her cards were frozen.

Her eldest brother has never been merciful.

The housekeeper who knew that it was this result shook his head helplessly and left.

Back at the table, Mu Wan looked at the breakfast in front of her and decided to eat it by herself, but the amount seemed to be a little too much.

Wen Zhong glanced upstairs from a distance, and was surprised. Such an ordinary breakfast used to be made for him every day by Wen's mother. It's just that he hasn't eaten it again for more than ten years.

Mu Wan really felt full halfway through eating, got up to clean up the plate, and unexpectedly saw Wen Zhong coming over.

"Is it such a waste?"

Mu Wan: "...... So you're going to eat? ”

She puffed out a pair of eyes to look at him, looking forward to it.

Wen Zhong pulled out the dining chair and sat down, he actually wanted to taste it, the taste that only stayed in his memory for more than ten years.

At this moment, even the housekeeper couldn't believe it.

I don't eat breakfast all year round, but I actually eat breakfast made by Mu Wan.

Mu Wan hurriedly took the chopsticks out to her, looking very interested.

Wen Zhong has been a professional habit for many years, and he doesn't smile, and he takes the chopsticks just to taste them.

But this was already a great surprise for Mu Wan.

She just said, the novel is not in vain.

"It's far from what my mom did." Put down the chopsticks, get up and leave when you smell the weight.

Mu Wan looked at the swept plate and was not disappointed, was it better to eat so much?

"I won't try it easily next time."

"Continue to do it tomorrow, do more and improve."

"Huh?" Mu Wan turned cloudy and sunny throughout, looking at the tall back of Wen Zhong leaving, "Then will you eat?" ”

She was full of anticipation, but she was noncommittal and went out to the door.

Mu Wan: "What do you mean by not talking?" ”

"Mrs. will work hard tomorrow morning for you to make breakfast for the young master." The housekeeper understood best what Wen Chong's words meant when he said this, and he mentioned it.

Mu Wan was overjoyed, and said to the door: "That, can you pay for the room when the breakfast is ready?" ”

"It depends."

There was a heavy sound in the wind, and Mu Wan was pleasantly surprised again, even if it was for the house, she had to work hard.

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Mu Wan was still humming a song in her mouth.

The housekeeper felt that he might have to reacquaint himself with the person in front of him, after all, no one could change the young master, and she was the first.

"Madam, I don't know what else you can do, what do you want to learn, there is a top pastry chef among the people I know."