Very quickly, Xie Qi's voice sounded again. "Ninth Master, I've seen it. There's nothing left in the pot that Young Madam used, and it's already been washed."
Xie Jiuhan: "???"
On the other end of the phone, Xie Qi opened the oven and said, "Ninth Master, Young Madam baked a few pieces of cake in the kitchen. There are only some cake crumbs left. I wonder if you want to eat them?"
Xie Jiuhan: "!!!"
He couldn't answer this. It's not like he didn't want the cake crumbs, nor did he want the cake crumbs. How could he, the president of Xie Corporation, not deserve to get a proper supper than Xie Shihao, that brat?
"Go to Xie Shihao and ask him if he's happy with supper," Xie Jiuhan said.
Xie Qi : "…"
Xie Jiuhan unlocked his phone and entered Xie Shihao's Moments. As expected, this fellow had just updated a message. "Tsk tsk, Little Aunt personally cooked to feed me. I'm touched. It's delicious. Meow!"
