The middle-aged woman, who was strange but friendly, heard her question and said naturally, "it's me. What can I do for you?"

"I'm the boss of happy dessert house. Mr. Li Xiting ordered biscuits for one year. From tomorrow on, all the children in Guangming orphanage will be able to eat fresh biscuits. " The middle-aged woman said to Zhao Zhizhi with a smile.

"Biscuits? It can't be the inspiration from me Zhao Linlin immediately asked for credit and said, "I didn't expect young master Li to pay so much attention to me."

When Li Xiangyang heard her saying this, he turned to look at her. Although what she said made people feel uncomfortable, he didn't open his mouth to her for the sake of making biscuits for children.

Zhao Shuya and Li Xianglei also look at the middle-aged woman strangely. They can't understand Li Xiting's doing such a thing at this time.

The middle-aged woman looked at Zhao Linlin and said with a smile, "Mr. Li Xiting said that his wife is too tired to make so many biscuits, so she ordered biscuits here. The taste of biscuits made in my shop is very similar to that made by his wife."

Li Xiangyang also understood the middle-aged woman's words, turned to Zhao Zhizhi and asked, "did you make today's biscuits?"

"She didn't do it. I did it." Zhao Linlin and Zhao Zhizhi said that she didn't care about Li Xiangyang. In fact, they just talked about it. It's hard to see such a good-looking man as Li Xiangyang. She can't let go for a while!

"I didn't ask you. Don't yell around." Li Xiangyang looks at Zhao Linlin in disgust. He is so angry that Zhao Linlin jumps. However, he doesn't pay attention to her at all. He continues to stare at Zhao Zhizhi and says, "did you make biscuits?"

Zhao Zhizhi didn't know how to answer this. She said that if she did it, it was hitting Zhao Linlin in the face. After that, Zhao Shuya would not let her go. If not, Li Xiangyang would not believe it. After all, the facts are in front of him.

"For the time being, I'd like to ask why Li Xiting ordered biscuits in your shop?" Zhao Zhi wants to change the subject.

"You can talk about yourself slowly. I can wait when I'm free." The middle-aged woman looked at Zhao Zhizhi with a smile and said.

When Zhao Zhizhi saw that the other party was going to tear down her platform, he wanted to cry.

Li Xiangyang is very satisfied with each other's knowledge, he continued to stare at Zhao Zhizhi asked: "biscuit is not you do?"

"The biscuit is made by my little cousin." Li Xianglei doesn't let Zhao Zhizhi be embarrassed. He opens his mouth to help Zhao Zhizhi answer.

"Xiang Lei, you are joking again." Zhao Shuya said softly, looking at Li Xianglei with a warning that only the two of them could understand.

"I believe what Xiang Lei said." Li Xiangyang's eyes fell on Zhao Linlin's body again, and said with disgust, "you're a woman with too thick a skin. Even if you make biscuits, you can safely say that you made them yourself."

Zhao Linlin was stabbed by Li Xiangyang's eyes. She didn't dare yell at Li Xiangyang, so she had to spread her anger on Zhao Zhizhi and scolded angrily: "you mean it. What you say to help me is to make a fool of me in public."

"You didn't make the biscuit, you took her credit, you still have reason?" Li Xiangyang looks at Zhao Linlin disgustedly and says.

"Mrs. Li, Mr. Li Xiting asked me to bring you a message." The middle-aged woman said with a smile. Seeing Zhao Zhizhi looking at her, she continued, "Li Xiting said that you are his wife Li, and no one can bully you except him. You don't have to bear to be angry with anyone who makes you go back."