“Of course, little girl. Look at your terrified face, as if I’m serving poison. Don’t you think about who prepared this food?” Lei Yun thought this might be worse than poison – last time Xiu ate it and had diarrhea for a week. She would rather die than eat it.
“Old man, don’t make things difficult for Xiao Yun,” Leng Youlan said. Lei Yun was about to cry! If she didn’t rescue her, no one would dare to accompany this old man in the future.
“Little Lan Lan, why don’t you try it? I spent two hours baking this!” Leng Youlan looked at the cake, which seemed okay in appearance, but the after-effects? She didn’t dare to praise it.
“Old man, if it’s so good, why don’t you try it first?” Leng Youlan saw Fei Luo’s cunning expression and knew he must have added some strange ingredients.
“Little Lan Lan, you won’t play with me. I made them a cake, and they won’t even eat it. I’m going to be bored to death! Make them play with me!” Fei Luo said.
“Old man, I’ll find some other people to play with you, okay? But you have to listen to me,” Leng Youlan said calmly, already having a good candidate in mind.
“Okay! Little Lan Lan, I knew you were good to this old man.”
I’ll go prepare some more cake,” Fei Luo happily entered the kitchen like a child.
“Youlan, you’re my savior!” Seeing Lei Yun look like she’d been pardoned, Leng Youlan wanted to laugh. The old man had been tormenting them – except for herself and Yi, everyone in the villa avoided him like a snake or scorpion. It was time to divert his attention.
Xiao Lan Lan, my cake is about to come out of the oven. When are we going to find someone to play with?” Fei Luo bounced like a child from the kitchen all the way to Leng You Lan’s side.
Leng You Lan’s brow gently relaxed, suppressing the unhappiness in her heart. Her cold face showed no sign of emotion, and she said calmly, “Old man, shall we leave right now?” A few traces of warmth quietly dissipated into the air.
