Chapter 11 To Eat Daddy's Cooked Rice
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Jiang Mobai thought about it, turned his head and ran to the closet, and found a small shirt that he usually never wears to put on.
Then, he opened the door again and ran out.
"Little Master! Butler Zheng told you to stay in the room, you should go back quickly..."
A servant was busy in the corridor, and when he saw him running out, he was taken aback.
Jiang Mobai blinked, deliberately showing his signature smile and strode over.
"Sister, I have a question to ask you. If you answer me, I'll just go back to the room, okay?" He asked with wide eyes, making it impossible to refuse.
Seeing that he was still obedient, the servant immediately breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly.
Mo Bai thought for two seconds before asking, "Why did so many people go out to find me just now? I saw everyone running out..."
Not knowing if asking him this way would reveal his flaws, he looked at the person in front of him nervously.
Then I heard the servant reply: "Because a strange woman just took you away while you were sleeping, young master, we didn't know what happened, so we went out to look for it. Now, young master, you are back. It's fine."
Mo Bai's eyes widened slightly, and his little head became active again.
While sleeping?
It must be Mommy who took away the real Yanbao!
"Little Master?" Seeing him standing still, the servant asked tentatively.
Mo Bai suddenly returned to his senses, and showed an angel-like smile again: "It's alright, sister is busy, I want to find Daddy."
Leaving a sentence, he turned his head and walked towards the stairs.
I never thought that the idol I had admired for a long time was actually my own father!
It's really great, isn't it?
Why didn't Mommy tell herself?
Did you quarrel with Daddy?
Mo Bai thought and went to the door of the study.
He stood outside the door, a little hesitant in his face.
Do you want to explain directly to Daddy that you are not Yanbao...
He tentatively stretched out his hand and placed it on the doorknob.
The next second, I heard voices coming from inside.
"Master, on Miss Jiang's side, are you planning to..." Uncle Zheng's voice sounded cautious.
Li Beijue looked gloomy and asked coldly, "Have you found her trace?"
Zheng Bo hurriedly replied, "Not yet."
Li Beijue snorted coldly.
The air fell silent.
Mo Bai stood at the door, not even daring to come out, his little face was tensed.
Who is Daddy looking for?
Mommy?
Thinking about it, he heard voices coming from the study again.
Only the sound is a little small.
Mo Bai didn't dare to make a sound, and moved his ears closer in distress.
Then he heard Li Beijue solemnly say: "Dare to do this under my nose... That stupid woman, Jiang Baobao, must pay the price!"
Li Beijue's voice showed a hint of sternness, which startled Mo Bai outside the door.
He took a step back subconsciously and looked at the door in front of him in shock.
Why does Daddy say that to Mommy?
Sure enough, was it because he bullied Mommy that Mommy took him and his sister away?
Mo Bai didn't want to hear any more, so he turned his head and left. Because of what he had said just now, his affection for Li Beijue plummeted in an instant.
He rushed back to Yanbao's room and slammed the door shut.
The small chest also kept rising and falling with anger, and in just a few moments, he experienced the ups and downs of life.
It's a shame that I used to regard Daddy as an idol!
I don't like him anymore!
Mommy must have been bullied by Daddy just now, so she left with Yanbao!
Daddy also said that Mommy would pay the price!
Mo Bai pouted and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Anyone who dares to bully Mommy will not let them go!
Not sure who pays the price first!
snort!
Looking at time again, the little guy, Mo Bai, calmly familiarized himself with the bedroom environment.
When it was noon, I heard footsteps outside the door.
Uncle Zheng held the dinner plate, opened the door and saw Mo Bai obediently sitting at the table, and immediately walked in with confidence.
"Little Master, it's time for lunch, it's all you like."
Jiang Mobai was studying the computer on the desk, when he heard the words, he turned his head expressionlessly.
He glanced at the dishes on the plate and couldn't help swallowing.
Braised pork ribs, cashew nut shrimp, pine nut corn... are all my favorites!
Thinking, he blinked, forcibly holding back the hunger.
"I don't like eating these."
Mo Bai coldly dropped a sentence and pushed the dinner plate aside.
Zheng Bo suddenly felt helpless: "Little Master, this is what you usually like, even if you get angry with the young master, you can't use your body to open your mouth.
joke……"
What Mo Bai was most afraid of was someone whispering in his ear. Hearing that, he hurriedly said, "Then change it to another one, I don't want to eat these."
"Okay, I'll have someone change it. What do you want to eat, young master?" Uncle Zheng agreed happily.
"Whatever." Jiang Mobai threw out two words that made people's heads.
Zheng Bo was stunned for a moment, his face was a little embarrassed, but he didn't say much, and after thinking for a moment, he turned and left.
Not long after, a few dishes were changed and brought back.
Mo Bai smelled the fragrance at the tip of his nose and glanced down.
Steamed egg with shrimp... Beef in sour soup... I still like it!
Mo Bai pouted slightly, feeling that his stomach was empty...
no!
Be sure to hold on!
Thinking about it, he pushed the dinner plate further away.
Without saying a word, Zheng Bo turned around and left.
Until the third time Jiang Mobai pushed away the food he brought.
He had to ask with a bitter face, "Young master, why don't you tell me what you want to eat, and I'll ask someone to make it again."
Jiang Mobai was waiting for his words.
He deliberately pondered for two seconds, and then pretended to be very reluctant and said: "I don't want to embarrass the housekeeper, so let's do it, Daddy will cook for me, and I will eat it!"
When Zheng Bo heard the words, he almost stumbled.
The young master wants to eat the meal made by the young master?
I have watched the young master grow up since I was a child. How can he cook?
Uncle Zheng opened his mouth and wanted to refuse Li Beijue.
But looking at the big innocent eyes in front of him, he couldn't say anything for a while.
He just sighed and turned to leave.
"Don't eat anything, do you have to eat the food I made?" In the study, Li Beijue also looked incredulous.
Uncle Zheng nodded helplessly: "Yes, the young master said, you can eat it when you make it. Look... do you want me to send someone else..."
"No need." Li Beijue raised his forehead with a helpless expression.
Yanbao was brought up by babysitters and servants from childhood to adulthood.
Li Beijue didn't even flush milk powder once.
After thinking for a moment, he stood up.
"I'll try it out and let the kitchen prepare it." Leaving a sentence behind, he turned and went to the kitchen downstairs.
After talking with the chef, Li Beijue, he planned to cook the simplest bowl of noodles.
Standing in front of the stove, he suddenly felt a little nervous.
Is Yanbao making such a request because he doesn't care enough for him?
Is it that my father can't do it properly?
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