Lu Liangwei invited Zhao Qian and the others inside.
Zhu Yu and Chu Jiu had already known that Lu Liangwei had made a cake that afternoon. They had been beside her the whole time and witnessed the entire baking process, though they still had yet to taste the finished product.
Chu Jiu was still her composed self, but Zhu Yu, having turned into a glutton under Lu Liangwei's influence, could not help staring at the cake the moment Lu Liangwei called her in, her mouth watering.
"I made this cake myself. All of you are welcome to try it." Lu Liangwei had placed the slices of cake onto different plates for them to take themselves.
The cake was not too large, just enough for each person to get one slice.
Chu Qi was the first to grab a plate. He stared at the soft, creamy-white cake, then at Long Yang who was already halfway through his serving, and after hesitating briefly, asked, "Master, how does it taste?"
