C22 Third Master Are You Stupid

After getting the phone, Yan Liang strategically retreated back to the front passenger seat and sat down.

Just now, her hand touched the man's thigh. That touch... Her fingertips were still trembling.

She did not dare to look at Pei Jingyuan's face. She shrunk her neck like a little turtle and put the man's phone beside her ear. It was only when Pei Jinchen's voice came through the phone that her heart finally calmed down.

A few minutes later. -

"Third Master," Yan Liang said after she finished the call with Pei Jinchen. She carefully handed the phone over and said, "Baby Chen said he wants to eat the Hibiscus Cake from the Jinyu House."

Pei Jingyuan faintly hummed in agreement and said without looking at her, "The phone will be kept with you for the time being."

He did not want to have any close contact with Yan Liang at the moment. As long as she got close to him, most of his attention would be diverted away. This uncontrollable feeling was terrible.

For example, when he found out that Yan Liang was locked in an abandoned library, he lost his composure and smashed the glass and door like a young boy who had not yet passed puberty.

He could have made a phone call to get the library key and opened the door fair and square...

But at that time, he was so impatient that he did not even want to wait for a second.

Pei Jingyuan frowned. It should be because of the worsening insomnia recently. He did not sleep well, and it was inevitable that he would become irritable.

Along the way, Pei Jingyuan was self-reliant on the silly things he had done tonight.

Yan Liang did not know what the man was thinking. She just felt that Pei Jingyuan's expression was not very good, so she did not dare to talk to him. She leaned close to the passenger seat and looked at the night view outside the window.

The silence between them made time pass exceptionally long.

Yan Liang carried the Hibiscus Cake that she got off the car halfway to buy. When her forehead was pressed against the window and she was dozing off, there were a few light and heavy knocking sounds coming from outside.

Yan Liang's sleepy eyes immediately opened wide.

Only then did she realize that she had already returned to Diwan Garden. The driver's seat was already empty. The butler stood outside the car. Bowing his body, he smiled kindly and said, "Miss Yan, if you are sleepy, go back to your room and sleep. Don't catch a cold here."

The butler was an old man over fifty years old. He looked at the kind face and smiled very amiably.

Yan Liang opened the car door and said apologetically, "Sorry to delay your time."

The butler passed the car keys to the bodyguard behind him and asked him to drive the car into the garage. Miss Yan is too serious. Sir did not allow us to disturb you. He only saw that Miss Yan was half-awake and half-asleep, so she did not sleep well. He couldn't help but call out to you. "

..." How long have I been back? "

"It's been twenty minutes."

It's over!!

Yan Liang held the box of hibiscus cakes and turned around to run into the villa. But she thought of something and ran a few steps to stop the car. She turned around and bowed to the old butler. "Thank you for reminding me!" Then she disappeared without a trace.

The old butler stood there for a while and could not help but laugh. The new wife was really lively and cute. In the future, the Diwan Garden would finally have a lively atmosphere.

It was too cold and depressing before.

It's over, it's over. Little Crispy Meat and Sugar Cream haven't been made yet!

At this time, wouldn't dinner become supper? Can Baby Chen digest it?

Yan Liang went straight to the kitchen the moment she entered. She skillfully boiled the oil in the pot and prepared the side dishes.

The Hibiscus Cake coupled with the small crispy meat made Baby Chen eat less. The sweet and sour fish was prepared tomorrow. Furong Cake was sweet. Little crispy meat should not be cooked with sour and sweet taste. It should be made with chili salt taste...

"Miss Yan?"

"Miss Yan?"

...

Yan Liang was immersed in her own world, causing the maid to call her a few times before she recovered her senses.

... "Is something the matter?"

The maid hesitated and said awkwardly, "Are you hungry? Why don't I cook a bowl of bird's nest for you?"

Pei Jingyuan always worked at 2: 1: 00 PM, going home to work.

Usually, he would not go out after returning to Diwan Garden every night. That was why the servants had to leave the main building to avoid affecting the men's rest.

However, in the short few days that Yan Liang had left Diwan Garden, Little Master, who had always been on bad terms with the main building, had, for the first time in his life, brought along his own blanket and moved over. Their husband was even more unbelievable. Not only did he come back for dinner, but he also came back for dinner. He even specially went out to pick Yan Liang up.

The two of them did not know what they did on the way back and only came back in the middle of the night. When they came back, one went upstairs to take a shower and the other was extremely sleepy in the car.

They were both adult men and women, newlyweds, understood!

"I promised to cook for Baby Chen and this Hibiscus Cake. I will prepare a small piece of meat for him to eat." It was unknown whether it was because he was still awake or because he was frozen in the library. Yan Liang's head was dizzy.

The smile on the maid's face deepened. The new madam was truly a beautiful person with a kind heart. She was already so tired after being tormented by the teacher, yet she was still able to care about Little Master.

"Miss Yan, don't be busy. When the teacher came back, he asked us to cook porridge for Little Master. After Little Master drank it, he went back to his room to rest."

... "" The guilt in his heart became deeper.

"It's late. You can go upstairs. Maybe Sir is waiting for you too."

The maid smiled at her and left.

... ""

Was she the one who opened the Diwan Garden in the wrong way?

Pei Jingyuan did not sleep in the master bedroom last night. Instead, he received treatment from the hypnotist in the study video. The effect was not very good, so the dark circles under his eyes were a little more serious than yesterday.

When he pushed open the door of the study at seven o'clock and was about to go downstairs, the door on the other side of the room was pushed open.

Pei Jinchen's face was stern, and he was not in a good mood.

After the father and son looked at each other for a few seconds, Pei Jingyuan walked forward and greeted, "Morning, Jinchen. Aren't you used to the bed here? Ask the maid to bring your bed from the bedroom on the side floor later."

Pei Jinchen pursed his lips and stuck his head out behind Pei Jingyuan. He looked around for a while but did not see the person he wanted to see. He lowered his head in disappointment and walked downstairs without saying a word.

Pei Jingyuan was speechless." This father of his was shaped like air?

Downstairs.

When Pei Jinchen realized that the person who was busy in the kitchen was Yan Liang, he immediately turned into a little magpie. He flapped his little wings, sometimes ending the dishes, sometimes stepping on small stools as he stood beside the sink. He showed his arm and rolled up his sleeves to help wash the fruits and vegetables.

It was as if he did not care about Yan Liang's breach of contract yesterday at all.

Yan Liang got up at four o'clock and quietly prepared breakfast. She was originally very nervous, but now she was very amused by Pei Jinchen's diligence.

It was just a small one, and it looked like it was rushing to do housework. It was simply too cute!

"Baby Chen, Auntie will be fine as long as she comes." Yan Liang carried Pei Jinchen down from the small stool and said, "Your feet are not fully healed yet. It is too dangerous to step on them. Be good, go to the restaurant and wait with your daddy. It will take about ten minutes for breakfast."

After saying that, Yan Liang wanted to go back to the pot to see the soup, but the apron was pulled by Pei Jinchen. Yan Liang stopped and bent her knees with her hands on her knees. " Hmm? What's wrong?"