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"Sir, your cooking is fine and delicious." The maid with small freckles looked greedily at the plate of shredded pork with wolfberry that Zhan Yu was tasting, and said, "Can I... can I have some?"

"Of course, everyone can come and taste it to their heart's content." Little Cheese said softly, "You can invite Lilia and others to eat together!"

The maid screamed excitedly, bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xiao, you are so kind!"

She saluted Little Cheese in a flustered manner, and hurried to get someone to taste the food with her Lolita-style maid skirt.

In a short while, the kitchen was full of happy servants who were tasting delicious food, and the little guy who cooked the food for them also accelerated the pace of cooking. White sugar, rice vinegar, soy sauce, and then add the prepared sauce, put it on a plate and take it out of the pan.

The maid came bravely holding a small silver fork, and couldn't wait to taste the crispy and tender sweet and sour fried lotus root. They always prefer sweets, especially European women. They eat dishes without sweets. There is almost no taste in the corner of the mouth.

And Mr. Laugh, who cooks for them, is also an out-and-out sweet tooth, so...the maids of Witte Castle have to worry about their increasing weight again!

The little guy made delicious sweet and sour carp and crystal squab one after another, as well as mango snacks, banana splits, a plate of crispy spinach, and a big pot of rich and sweet corn cheese soup. The maids ate heartily Dripping, their stomachs are almost bursting, but they still can't resist the temptation of food, and want to taste more Chinese delicacies cooked by their little husband.

The smell of food wafted far away, and the guards standing guard outside the castle endured the temptation, and looked at the real owner who returned home from the outside without tears, "Sir, this is so inhumane, if this continues, We will definitely drool to death because we can’t bear the temptation of food.” Thom, the head of fat preservation, said gloomily.

Wen Renliang glanced at him in surprise, sniffed the smell of food floating in the air, slightly bent the corners of his mouth, handed the document in his hand to Priss and said gently: "I will consider giving you extra meals, so ...Please be patient for a while!"

Superstar's Little Chef Volume 118: Little Chef [-] The Quiet Cold War

Wen Renliang took off the beige short jacket and windbreaker, untied the straight silver tie, and loosened the collar of the simple white and spotless shirt. The whole person looked lazy and clean.

He walked through the corridor covered with expensive handmade carpets, and came to the kitchen quietly.

The servants gathered in the kitchen to taste the food happily asked the little guy who cooked the food about cooking skills. Little Cheese was surrounded by the servants happily and confidently, telling his cooking tips without hesitation, knowing how to let go Pulis, who came in with a briefcase, also stood behind the kitchen door, Wen Renliang took the steps of standing silently at the door again, and walked towards the place where Little Cheese was standing.

After the servants discovered the existence of the master and the strict butler, they all fell silent like children who have done something wrong, carefully and timidly peeking at their master and the butler, and bowed to the master in unison. , carrying the Lolita-style maid skirt and exited the kitchen lightly.

The counter in the kitchen was a mess, and the servants almost swept away all the delicious food, leaving only a few mango bites and corn cheese soup.

Zhan Yu leaned on the counter and held the top-quality red wine that had been preserved for a century, and his thin amber eyes were a little red from drinking.

Little Cheese glanced at the man close to him indifferently, took off the cute little apron on his body, and held Zhan Yu's hand: "Let's go upstairs to play."

"Didn't you prepare my dinner? Baby?" Wen Renliang smiled imperceptibly on his cold face, his eyes fell on the little guy's slightly crimson guest's cheeks, and then he pursed his thin lips, He stared at the little guy without saying a word.

Little Cheese got a little impatient when he saw it, "Why should I prepare your dinner?" He arrogantly asked with his little head sideways, blinking his big eyes.

Wen Renliang just lay there quietly, without making a sound, as quiet as a petrified sculpture.

But Little Cheese knows best in his heart that the more silent Liang is, the more dangerous he is. He is not the kind of person who will show his anger directly on his face. He can completely hide his anger in his heart without any trace, while his face The top does not change color.

Little Cheese's heartbeat accelerated for a few beats, seeing Wen Renliang whose breathing was so shallow that it was hard to notice, a sense of fear rose in his heart for no reason, he could even clearly feel the calm Wen Renliang's savvy, vicious murderous aura emanating from his body!

Little Cheese held Zhan Yu's hand and stiffened for a moment, and the little finger of Wen Renliang's right hand, which was hanging by his side, moved slightly. This was a habitual movement of his body when he was angry, and the keen butler Priss also noticed it. got to the point.

He unconsciously stood respectfully, waiting for the coming of the master's storm.

But no, Wen Renliang just turned around blankly, "Take the dinner to the study." From appearing in the kitchen to leaving, except for the two words he said, he didn't even make a sound of footsteps.

After Wen Renliang left, Pulis dutifully ordered the maid to hurry up and cook delicious meals for the master.

And Little Cheese and Zhan Yu were completely ignored by them in the kitchen, and the master of the Werther family began to become as cold and repulsive as before. This was the last thing the servants wanted to see.

They thought that since there was a little guy by Mr.'s side, he would leave his previous cold behavior to Java, but now it seems... Obviously, he still hasn't.

Even with the existence of little ones, their masters may occasionally become cold, such as now.

Zhan Yu poured wine into his mouth and cursed: "He is also a cunning old fox who can only pretend!" The behavior that can shock people's hearts quietly is almost the same as that of Zhan Yi.

Little Cheese turned sideways and kissed Zhan Yu's cheek: "They are really disgusting!"

Zhan Yu raised his handsome eyebrows and was noncommittal.

Bai Feng appeared at the door like a ghost and said, "Do I need to help you solve this situation? Little master?"

Little Cheese wrinkled his nose and sighed: "Baifeng, you can't stay with Pulis all the time, or you will be infected by his housekeeper disease who can serve the master all the time! Do you understand?"

Bai Feng stepped aside silently, "I'm just learning how to become a qualified bodyguard or keep fat!"

Little Cheese curled her lips in disapproval, "Well, anyway, I don't have a common language with you lately! Let's go upstairs, Little Winter Melon!"

Zhan Yu nodded, holding the expensive red wine, took the little guy by the hand and went upstairs.

In the early morning of the next day, Little Cheese climbed out of bed beside his little friend, washed up, and then went downstairs to perform cooking skills and meditate to make a delicious Chinese breakfast.

Of course, other than himself and Zhan Yu, his diners are the servants and guarantors in the Castle of Werther.

Let's see, the amount of dishes he cooked today can already fill the stomachs of the bodyguards who are guarding their safety in the guardian castle with a strong physique.

It's just... these meals are still not for the owner of the Werther family!

At the dining table, Bell Waite put a cheese sandwich into his mouth and joked, "What's going on? Are they so bored that they want to cook for the servants and bodyguards to pass the time?"

Wen Renliang glanced at Bell indifferently and said, "The deal in the United States requires you to come forward to negotiate."

Bell Waite shrugged his shoulders and cursed angrily: "Can I refuse? The position of the so-called vice president of the Witte Group is like a decoration to him! He sits on the shareholder board of directors but has no right to speak or make decisions. Know what son of a bitch came up with such a position to torture me!"

Wen Renliang raised his eyebrows coldly and arrogantly, and said sarcastically: "Perhaps, you can let go of working in the Werther Group, rest assured my dear little uncle, even if you are really unemployed, I guarantee that your current property is enough to last you On the day I die of old age."

"Oh, oh, is it?" Belle Waite screamed exaggeratedly, "But dear nephew, you may have forgotten... Belle Waite's life will still exist in the world for a long time...in addition, a reminder Be careful, I have to support the Mafia members of the Werther family who have worked for me for a long time! Of course, my checks and money will occasionally pay for the hire of killers or something, you always understand, this world It's not peaceful, and our family's mafia members seem to be trained by stupid pigs, so if I want to do something, I still have to spend less money. It's faster and more convenient to come out with some mercenary killers or something. a little!"

Wen Ren's cool purple eyes were dim, and his sharp, hawk-like eyes fell directly on Bell's face, which was full of laughter, "It will be more effective when I go out, after all...you can't rely on the little guy, and besides... Uncle Bell will not be so stupid that he wants to force me to do something that insults the harmony and friendship of the Werther family by killing the little things, right?"

Bell Waite's gentle enough to drown the green eyes are full of a gentle smile, he stared softly at Wenren and said: "Dear nephew, you always know me best, you know, I just know It's just a little harmless joke for you now and then.