Snapped!
Mrs. Si slapped Si Xinghe on the head mercilessly.
"You little heartless person, haven't you noticed that most of the dishes sent by the imperial court in the past few years are made according to your taste? You haven't eaten onions, ginger, and garlic since you were a child, but you haven't missed it even once in those dishes."
Si Niannian also nodded, "Also, Uncle San doesn't like sweets, so even those dishes that should have sugar are not left out."
Si Xiyou also added, "Even if I'm not at home often, I know that coriander is never included in the dishes sent by the imperial court in the past few years."
What Si Xinghe hates the most is coriander.
Si Xinghe: "..."
Looking back now, it seems that is indeed the case.
Just like the bowl of red bean paste in his hand, the reason why he ate so much was because it was not that sweet and not cloying at all.
"Thanks."
Si Xinghe looked at Zhou Zhou, his smile full of sincerity.
When he didn't know it, out of sight, there was someone who silently did a lot of things for him and remembered all his preferences. He had never even mentioned these preferences. It was all up to the other person to discover them with his heart and finally show them to him. before.
This feeling is really amazing.
Inexplicably, the cycle suddenly felt a little embarrassing, and it was easy to notice that the milky white skin was slightly red.
"Um, I also made some cookies. It's time to bake them. I'll go to the kitchen and check them out."
Making a random excuse, Zhou Qi quickly turned around and hurried into the kitchen.
Si Xinghe looked at his back, smiled, and ate all the red bean paste left in the bowl.
When Si Xinghe picked up the third bowl of red bean paste, Bu Chensu, with quick eyes and quick hands, snatched the last bowl and placed it in front of Si Niannian.
"Zhiyu, have you drank?"
Si Niannian always remembers that he is a master and never forgets to care about his apprentice.
Chi Zhiyu felt the cold gaze cast on him and quickly shook his head and waved his hands.
"Master, I don't like drinking red bean paste." He has a strong desire to survive.
After the cold sight disappeared, Chi Zhiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed his position to sit farthest away from Bu Chensu.
Si Niannian didn't notice the 'interaction' between Bu Chensu and Chi Zhiyu. She took a sip of red bean paste and suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, Third Uncle, how are things going at the company? Is it true that the Philok Consortium won't threaten the Si family?"
At this time, Si Xinghe had finished the third bowl of red bean paste, leaned back and slumped on the chair, crossing his legs, feeling comfortable and lazy.
"Don't worry, with Seven as a big boss here, even ten Philok consortiums can't do anything to the Si family."
One second, Si Xinghe was still snarling, and the next second, Mrs. Si slapped her on the back of the head.
"You rely on others for everything, Ah Qi. What kind of man do you think you are? You're still a Beicheng myth. If you continue like this, you will become the laughing stock of Beicheng."
Just when Si Xinghe was about to say something, Zhou Zhou came out carrying a freshly baked cookie.
"Godmother, Xinghe is just joking. In fact, he has been prepared to deal with Philok for a long time. It was all thanks to his overall layout last time that I was able to transfer the stolen data in the most timely manner and save the Si family. new project.”
"Besides, I know that he should have follow-up arrangements. After all, he almost suffered a loss at the hands of Philok. Of course, this situation must be recovered no matter what."
Zhou Qi, who lowered his head, had a flash of light in his eyes, full of chill, but it was blocked by his bangs, so no one else noticed it.
Looking up again, there was another smiling face, "Xinghe is indeed a North City myth."
(End of chapter)