"Ah?? Who is it??" Hua Weiluo suddenly felt that she was confused as a monk. Is there someone she really wanted to see?
"The man who gave me the carriage." Zhishan glanced at her, snorted softly, and said in a cold voice.
"Which one??" Hua Weiluo didn't react for a moment, but it took him a while to wake up. She pulled his sleeve excitedly and said, "Mr. Yun?? You went to see Mr. Yun?"
"Yeah." Zhishan snorted in a dull voice, with a hint of sourness in his tone: "He happens to want to meet you too."
"Really??" Hua Weiluo's eyes narrowed with laughter, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Then where is he??"
"You really want to see him??" Zhishan felt that his heart was filled with depression, as if something was blocking him.
"Yes, yes! Big rich man! Super rich man!!" Hua Weiluo's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen a gold, silver, and diamond mine in front of him.
"..." Zhishan didn't say anything. He just picked up the chopsticks on the table and randomly picked some side dishes to eat.
"Hey, junior brother, didn't you say he wants to see me? Where is it and when?" Hua Weiluo couldn't help but ask.
"Let's wait until he has time." Zhishan said dullly. After eating a few chopsticks, he stood up and walked towards the guest room upstairs: "Have you eaten the breakfast I brought you?
??”
"Uh..." Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I haven't gone back to the room to look at it yet."
"..." Zhishan looked deeply at the flowers with a pair of deep black eyes. He didn't say anything for a while. After a while, he tossed his sleeves and robe and went upstairs without looking back.
"I said... junior brother, are you angry again??" Hua Weiluo turned her head to look at Zhi Zhen and Zhi Mei, and asked weakly.
Zhizhen and Zhimei spread their hands and looked at her with speechless expressions.
Hua Weiluo continued to turn her head to look at Xiaobai, only to see Xiaobai quickly turn his head to the window and pretend that he didn't see anything.
"..." Forget it, she'd better ask it herself.
Hua Weiluo stood up and hurried towards her and Zhishan's room.
As soon as she walked to the door of the room, she saw Zhishan walking out carrying a food box.
Hua Weiluo quickly stretched out her hand to stop him and said, "Junior brother, where are you going??"
"Throw it away." Zhishan lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the fair face where the flowers had not yet fallen, and said in a calm voice.
"What are you throwing away??" Hua Weiluo snatched the food box from his hand, opened it and looked at it, only to find that there were all kinds of animal-shaped cakes inside.
She stretched out two slender fingers, picked up a pig-shaped pastry, and couldn't help but cheered: "It's so cute!! Why are you throwing it away!!"
"These pastries are made of sticky rice. They should be eaten while they are hot. Eating them after they are cold will cause indigestion and abdominal pain." Zhishan took the food box from her hand and said in a calm voice: "If you want to eat, I will
I'll buy them for you again, but these are cold and can't be eaten anymore."
"No!! Don't throw it away!!" Hua Weiluo grabbed the food box and held it in her arms. She stared at her junior brother with a pair of moist eyes and said, "I'm not afraid. I have a copper intestine and an iron stomach.
There is nothing in this world that I can’t digest!! You are not allowed to throw away these pastries!!”
Zhishan frowned slightly and looked at her, his voice slowed down and he said: "Be good, don't mess around."
