In the Cheng family residence in Beijing…
Cheng Tianyi pinched his chopsticks and casually fiddled with the nutrition meal in front of him. "Why am I eating this again?"
"It's good for your arm's recovery. Hurry and eat." Cheng Lan smiled kindly.
"I've been eating this every day! I'm sick and tired of it!" He raised his hand and threw his chopsticks away, scaring the servant who cooked so much that her face turned pale. "Redo it."
"Young Master, this menu was given by Master. I…" She was just a servant who cooks. How could she have the right to decide what the young master ate?
"I told you to redo it. Make me something spicy. The spicier, the better. What kind of thing is this? It's so bland." Cheng Tianyi snorted coldly.
The servant looked at Cheng Lan. Cheng Lan was eating with her head lowered and didn't say anything.
