Joy from the sky: Hundreds of millions of emperors and young masters have double treasures

Aunt Liu was so busy offering treasures that she filled a bowl of tomato witch soup for the young lady, and brought it carefully to her face.

The aroma is overflowing, sour and appetizing, Mo Yixin took two sips, smiled and praised: "Not bad, Aunt Liu has a heart."

Aunt Liu smiled happily and hurriedly urged Mo Yixin to eat more.

Afterwards, several dishes were praised by Mo Yixin, and they really ate more than usual. Aunt Liu was so happy that there was nothing wrong with it, and she gave Ling Zhan 10086 likes in her heart.

Taking advantage of the pretext of serving the dishes, Manager Liu came to the back kitchen and whispered to Ling Zhan, "Master Ling's cooking skills are really good! Miss ate some more and liked them very much. How about you go to the last dish yourself? It's just right You can chat more with Miss."

Ling Zhan also had this idea at first, but just now he heard a few cooks come over and talk about some of the young lady's recent situation, hoping that he would come to cook for the young lady a few more times, but he heard a different message.

Mo Yixin must have something on his mind, that's why he has no appetite, it's definitely not acclimatization, missing his family.

There is also an order not to let outsiders come, which is also rare for Mo Yixin who always loves to make friends.

All of this is like a little beast that wants to hide in a cave and lick its wounds alone.

Based on his experience of over 20 years of ups and downs in the colorful world, Ling Shao judged that Mo Yixin probably suffered some kind of emotional trauma, and he couldn't tell outsiders that he was so depressed.

Most likely, she didn't want to see him.

At least not yet.

Therefore, Ling Zhan refused with a smile, and only said that the time for the chef to ask for leave has come. If you break your promise, it will be difficult to ask for leave next time.

Director Liu thought it made sense, and wanted him to come more often in the future, so he solemnly thanked him and told the driver to take him back.

Mo Yixin's mind was not here, so he didn't notice any difference in this meal.

Although it was indeed much more delicious than usual, she didn't think much about it.

In the following period of time, Mo Yixin could often eat all kinds of delicacies with amazing tastes.

Manager Liu was very happy.

All the maids in the villa are also very happy.

Especially the young cooks in the back kitchen, seeing this handsome man from time to time is really a feast for the eyes!
On this day, Mo Yixin ate a mouthful of Longjing shrimp and felt that it was much better than before, so he praised: "Ameng and the others have improved their craftsmanship so much now?"

It was a compliment, but it turned into a question in Mr. Liu's ears.

Director Liu was a little panicked, and couldn't help coughing lightly, hesitating and hawing, not knowing how to answer.

Mo Yixin said something inadvertently, seeing Mr. Liu's appearance, he suddenly became suspicious, and asked softly, "Aunt Liu, what's wrong with you?"

Manager Liu glanced at Mo Yixin's clear eyes, and didn't want to hide it anymore. After deliberating for a while, he said nervously, "Miss, don't be angry when you say it. In fact, this dinner was made by your old acquaintance. I have seen you for a while. You have always had a bad appetite, and you are really anxious in your heart, so you came up with such a way, or..."

Mo Yixin paused, put down his chopsticks, and asked calmly, "Who is it?"

Seeing her displeasure, Mr. Liu felt even more disturbed: "Master Ling, Ling Zhan."

"Ling Zhan?"

Mo Yixin was very surprised.

She is familiar with this name and this person. Although she doesn't have many personal relationships, she also knows that he is the most beloved young master of the Ling family and a good friend of the second brother. Why did she suddenly come to Xiguo to be a cook?
Mo Yixin stood up and said lightly, "Take me to see him."

Manager Liu obediently took Mo Yixin to the back kitchen.

Under the dizzy yellow light, Ling Zhan took off his white coat, and was writing and drawing on the side table next to the kitchen, muttering: "Shrimps are light, but there must be something new. Snowflake beef... the original flavor must be fresh and tender. , Pan-fried...nothing new. Stewed...and bland..."

Mo Yixin stopped in his tracks, watching the familiar Huahua young and old seriously planning his next meal here.

Xu is that his serious and focused appearance under the dizzy yellow light is too beautiful. Xu is from him and thinks of his carefree and happy past. It looks completely different.

Maybe the moonlight is too bright and the environment is too quiet.

In short, for some reason, Mo Yixin's heart skipped a beat, the grievance and sadness of the past few months seemed to find an outlet suddenly, and she couldn't help crying.

When Ling Zhan heard the movement, he turned his head, saw Mo Yixin, was surprised, and quickly got up to meet him.

Seeing that Mo Yixin didn't have the lively and arrogant appearance of the past, his face was full of tears, he felt sad, and his body had lost a lot of weight. He couldn't help but feel distressed and panicked. He frowned slightly, handed over a tissue, and said softly: "Ah Xin, don't cry. What's wrong with you? Why are you so thin now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Zhan felt that he seemed a little abrupt.

In the past, he hung out with the second young master all day long, so he naturally regarded Mo Yixin as his younger sister, so he couldn't help but speak in a tone that he would talk to a younger sister.

After finishing speaking, I realized that I have very little personal relationship with Mo Yixin. Maybe she doesn't regard me as a brother or a friend at all. I'm afraid it's really a bit abrupt to call her so intimately and speak like this.