Chapter 37

Xiaofang saw Li Xiting as if he was angry. As soon as he left, he immediately turned to look at Zhao Zhizhi and said with his hands akimbo: "you see you are clumsy. You make the young master angry. Don't you hurry to finish the breakfast and take it out."

"..." Zhao Zhizhi saw Xiaofang with her waist crossed. She believed that Xiaofang would be taught this lesson.

"What are you looking at? Everyone here has to listen to the young master. You are a servant like me now, but you are not a miss of the Zhao family. You are the young lady admitted by the master's wife. You should take good care of the young master. " Xiaofang still resents that Zhao Zhizhi blocked her with this last time. Now she finally blocked it back to Zhao Zhizhi. She just felt a pain in her heart.

Xiaofang immediately turned around and went out. She looked in anxiously. When she saw that Zhao Zhizhi continued to work, she was slightly relieved. She felt that she had shocked Zhao Zhizhi and shook her head with pride.

Zhao Zhizhi put the cooked porridge on the table. The smell made Xiao Fang smell it not far away. She walked over quickly and wanted to eat the porridge.

"There are two small dishes that can be taken out for Mr. Li to have breakfast." With that, Zhao Zhizhi turned to the kitchen and brought out the dishes.

Xiaofang saw Zhao Zhizhi's back and was not reconciled for a while. She looked at the fragrant porridge again. Her eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness.

Uncle Heng pushes Li Xiting to the dining table. At this time, Li Xiting has changed into a suit. Zhao Zhizhi brings out the side dishes, and involuntarily smiles at Uncle Heng and Li Xiting, saying: "Mr. Li, uncle Heng, have breakfast!"

"Miss Zhao did it all by herself." Xiaofang then said with great enthusiasm, and from the pot filled two bowls of shrimp porridge, respectively, in front of Li Xiting and Heng Shu.

Li Xiting's pretty eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He lowered his head to see the porridge in front of him. After a long time, he looked up at Zhao Zhizhi and asked coldly, "did you cook this porridge?"

"Yes." Zhao Zhizhi immediately nodded. Seeing that Li Xiting's face was not very good, she immediately realized that something was wrong and asked, "what's wrong with porridge?"

Uncle Heng is very close to the porridge, vaguely smelling that the smell is wrong. He took the porridge and smelled it. His calm expression was distorted for two seconds. He finally calmed down and looked at Zhao Zhizhi and said, "Miss Zhao, do you smell the porridge with the wrong seasoning?"

Zhao Zhizhi immediately took the porridge in Uncle Heng's hand. She was too anxious. She bowed her head and took a deep breath. The stench made her retch.

"Be careful, Miss Zhao." Constant uncle see Zhao Zhi so softly remind.

Zhao Zhizhi put the porridge back on the table and took a few deep breaths to suppress the stench. However, her face was very ugly. She pointed to the porridge and said, "someone must have put something down on purpose to make the porridge like this."

"Miss Zhao, this porridge has always been made by yourself. No one has touched it except you." Xiao Fang can't wait to testify against Zhao Zhi.

Seeing Xiaofang's reaction, the pendulum is three hundred taels of silver.

"You put something dirty in the porridge, didn't you?" Zhao Zhizhi's eyes are full of anger and stares at Xiao Fang.

Xiaofang was so scared by Zhao Zhizhi that she couldn't speak for a while.

Just now, no matter how provocative Xiao Fang was, Zhao Zhizhi either thought he couldn't hear him or brought things over with a smile. Xiao Fang thought Zhao Zhizhi was a paper tiger, but now Xiao Fang knows that she was wrong.