The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 486 What a broken thing, it's unpalatable!
The next day, morning.

The handsome young man lazily melted into the chair, and tasted the porridge with his chopsticks.

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

If Young Master Yan wanted to pick a thorn, there was nothing he couldn't fail to pick.

"The deep-fried dough sticks are hard as a rock, and the smell of oil is too strong, and there is less salt."

"What kind of bun is this, with such a face?"

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead. This boy looked young, and his aura was comparable to that of his husband.

"Young master, I will tell them to withdraw."

"no need."

Young Master Yan's fingers, which were as white as jade, were folded and placed on the table. A pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, revealing a faint power, "This kind of chef is also shameful. Is this your level?"

"I'll quit them immediately and hire a new cook."

The butler hastened to speak.

Yan Tao: "Bring me some paper, I'll write the recruitment notice myself."

"Okay, young man."

The butler was dumbfounded by the young man's repeated questioning, and his mind was empty at this moment.

The master has ordered him to take good care of this young master.

If Yantao was not satisfied, he might follow the river to feed the fish.

At my age, it's not worthwhile to be defeated here.

"Young master, write it down."

Young Master Yan raised his peach blossom eyes slightly, wrote a few lines on the paper carelessly, clapped his hands and said, "According to my request, find a cook, and I will personally interview."

"Okay, young man."

Liu Cheng was out on errands and returned to the manor around night. He asked about Yan Tao's current situation, and the housekeeper reported everything in detail.

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

"Yes, sir."

The butler is still sweating when he recalls the boy's icy expression during the day, "Young master, has he ever learned cooking skills? His comments are very sharp. After I told the chef, he resigned himself."

Liu Cheng had never eaten the dishes made by Yantao.

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

"Follow him whatever he wants, and buy him whatever he wants."

Liu Cheng didn't want to lock up Yantao, but the Yan family has been looking for him these two days, so it's better to be cautious just to be on the safe side.

"Order to go on, it's far away from the people of Huaguo, do you understand?"

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

Mr. doesn't like Chinese people, and has always kept them at a respectful distance. This is something that the whole circle knows.

That's why they were shocked and couldn't believe it when they saw the oriental boy brought back by their husband.

But no one dares to intervene in Mr.'s private affairs.

"Tao Tao?"

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

"Come in."

Young Master Yan was bored. He was assembling a model airplane. The small parts were in the boy's hands, and he could assemble one in two or three seconds.

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

"No need," Yan Tao said indifferently, "Are you okay?"

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

The boy leaned against the table without turning his head.

Liu Cheng could only turn around and leave dejectedly. He slid his wheelchair back to his room.

There was silence in the empty room.

The smile on the corner of the man's lips slowly dissipated, and he leaned back on the chair wearily.

Who told him to be a bad guy?

After so many years, left and right have gotten used to it.

But when he thought of the child he always loved to hug when he was a child, and now he is so indifferent to him, the man's brows and eyes still overflowed with sadness.

(End of this chapter)