"When did it become so boring?" He teased lightly as he took a sip of coffee.
"This is the discipline of a serious servant!" Qing Muchen replied to him expressionlessly, sat lazily on the chair, picked up a magazine and started reading.
Tong Yan didn't sit at the scene for long. Shi Jinyang was there. Ever since she went to the top of the mountain to pick him up after being drugged that night, she had always felt a little uncomfortable.
Not long after she left, Shi Jinyang also left.
In the huge garden, only Qing Muchen and Xixi were left.
Qing Muchen looked at the magazine and asked Xixi to make some snacks.
Xixi is not good at this at all. Although she is smart, the production process also requires a certain amount of time to explore.
She went for a full two hours.
After finally finishing the preparation and bringing it over, Qing Muchen took a small bite of the matcha cake roll she made, raised her watch to look at it, and said expressionlessly, "For normal cake making, you only need Fifty minutes. Miss Xixi left for two hours. Where did she go for the remaining hour? "
He was convicting her, saying in a roundabout way that she was sabotaging her work.
Without waiting for Xixi to answer, she said lightly, "We will make up for the twenty-five minutes before we were connected together after work is over tonight."
Xixi had just arrived at Qing's house a few days ago and hadn't found out anything yet, so she didn't want to leave so soon.
Without arguing with him, she lowered her head and said, "Okay."
Qing Muchen seemed a little surprised by how docile she was. He raised his face and stared at her for a while, raising his eyebrows.
Xixi looked at him calmly, with no emotion on her face.
Their eyes met, and the two of them just looked at each other quietly. Qing Muchen didn't say anything, and continued to flip through his magazine.
However, after being quiet for less than half an hour, his face raised again, "I don't like this kind of pastry."
His meaning was simple, let Xixi rework.
"What do you like, young master?" Xixi asked calmly without leaving directly.
"Knowing the master's preferences is a must for a qualified maid. I think you should know it after carrying so much this morning." Qing Muchen raised his eyebrows and retorted calmly.
Xixi stiffened slightly.
He seemed to have no intention of dwelling on this issue, and sat lazily on his chair, holding his magazine and continuing to flip through it.
Xixi had no choice but to try the same thing.
Kitchen work itself was not her specialty, and she went back and forth five times in total.
It took a total of twelve hours from afternoon to midnight.
The last time the pastries were brought out, it was exactly twelve o'clock in the morning.
Qing Muchen didn't even look at what she had made, but raised his wrist.
Then, he spoke very clearly and said every word, "Miss Xixi spent a total of twelve hours. The normal time required to make five pastries is three hours and twenty minutes. Miss Xixi spent an extra eight hours." Forty minutes an hour, plus the previous hour and a half, a total of ten hours of idle work!”
He put the magazine in his hand aside casually, stood up, brushed the wrinkles on his clothes, and turned his eyes to her.
"In the next ten hours from now, stay by my side at any time!" He dropped a word indifferently and walked to the room in the main house without looking back.
Xixi stood stiffly on the spot, her body trembling slightly.
It's already twelve o'clock in the morning. Does he want her to spend the night in his room