Chapter 582 So She Still Remembers (8)

"Enough! Don't say any more!" Long Shangyang interrupted her coldly, Hua Ling was so frightened that he fell on the ground and dared not raise his head. Long Shangyang was even more irritable than before, "Drag her down!"

Long Tian sighed, held the flower order and was about to go out when a weak and frightened voice came from the door, "Servant, servant is here to deliver supper to the son..."

Long Tian retreated to the side holding Hua Ling, only to see a woman dressed as a cook bowing her body and looking around in fear at everything in the room. Miss Ling, it’s good if you’re here, didn’t you and Miss Chunling say you’d come to get the cakes at night? If we don’t come to get the pastries, we’re going to go to bed, and the kitchen is locked so we can’t get them, so I warmed them up and brought them here.”

This was Jun Enzhuang's original servant, not Yige's, Hua Ling lowered his head and dared not even say a word.

Suddenly, Long Shangyang walked up to the cook in two steps at a time, his eyes fell on the plate in her hand coldly, the cook knelt down when she saw it, held the plate high with both hands, and said in a trembling tone, " The servants see the son of the world."

The crystal cake was placed on the plate. Long Shangyang reached out and took out one that was still slightly warm. In the middle of the cake, the shape of the wintersweet flower could be vaguely seen, with gorgeous stamens.

Long Shangyang glanced at Hua Ling at the side, and Hua Ling noticed the gaze and knelt down hastily, "Madam made it by herself. She started making it early in the morning, and said that she must bring it to the master at night."

It turned out that she still remembered that he wanted to eat crystal cakes today.

She had a good idea, after she and Long Shangxue died in love, let him eat the crystal cake she made herself?Are you mocking him?Zhao Xiangsi, you are really good.

Throwing the crystal cake viciously on the cook's head, Long Shangyang turned around and walked into the house, his face was extremely gloomy, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a small stove on the pile of clothes, his heart seemed to be covered by something. Stuff rushed in frantically.

When he reacted, he had already rushed out of the door with the heater in his hand, and shouted, "Call the doctor! The doctor who detoxifies the dove poison!"

(End of this chapter)

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