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It was Aunt Zhang's voice. Han Yi'er smiled faintly and said, "Aunt Zhang, I want to make lunch for old master …"

In a split-second, Aunt Zhang's amiable expression was filled with displeasure. "No need!" He quickly walked to Han Yi'er's side and pushed her away.

"Crash!" His whole body crashed into the refrigerator...

What was going on with Aunt Zhang?

Why was he so unhappy when he heard that he was going to cook for the lord?

Did Aunt Zhang not like it when people cooked for Old Master Yun?

Han Yi'er looked at Aunt Zhang with a puzzled expression. Only then did Aunt Zhang gradually regain her senses. Embarrassed, she walked towards her. "About that …" Aunt Zhang's hands were trembling as she pinched the apron before her. She could feel that she was very nervous. "Yi-Er, you don't have to do this kind of work. Hehe …"

Is that so?

Was Aunt Zhang's unusual behavior because she shouldn't have done all this work?

But why was Aunt Zhang's kind smile now so stiff and fake?

"No …." It's alright, Aunt Zhang. I just want to boil some porridge for Old Master Yun. " The words were full of pleading, hoping to gain the understanding of the always amiable Aunt Zhang.

However, Aunt Zhang looked troubled, as if she was struggling with herself. "Alright then, you cook the porridge for Master and I will prepare the food for Master."

"Right." Nodding happily, Aunt Zhang began busying herself with the chores. She had long forgotten about Aunt Zhang's strange behavior just now …

"Aunt Zhang, are you making asparagus? "It smells so good …" Han Yi'er asked Aunt Zhang beside her as she cooked.

"Yes, dry burn of asparagus." Aunt Zhang kindly answered her question.

Eh? Burn the asparagus?

This dish was from his hometown. From Aunt Zhang's way of looking at it, it was completely from his hometown's culinary arts. Could it be that Aunt Zhang was also from Fuan?

"Aunt Zhang, are you from Fuan too?"

Hearing Han Yi'er's question, Aunt Zhang's face tensed up. She stood rooted to the spot in a daze and the chopping board in her hand also stopped stirring. She was completely immersed in some memories …

"Aunt Zhang?"

"Huh?" Han Yi'er's words shattered Aunt Zhang's memories as she awkwardly smiled and looked at the other one. He purposely changed the topic, "What kind of porridge are you cooking for the old master?"

"This, this is green bean porridge. It's used for detoxifying poisons."

"Pa Da", the plate in Aunt Zhang's hand that was holding the dish fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Aunt Zhang, are you alright?" Han Yi'er turned pale when she saw Aunt Zhang. She hurriedly shut the fire and supported Aunt Zhang.

"Yi'er, after you help me take care of me, I'm really not feeling well. I'll go take a rest first." Aunt Zhang's tone was anxious and her face was turning paler.

Before Han Yi'er could reply, Aunt Zhang had already hurriedly left the kitchen …

In the kitchen, the only one left who hadn't woken up was Han Yi'er …

What happened to Aunt Zhang today? Was it because he was feeling unwell?

After cleaning everything up, he walked into Old Master Yun's room with Aunt Zhang's food and the green bean porridge for the antidote.

It was said that this green bean porridge was used for detoxification. It was just to clear the garbage in one's body. People who had been bedridden for a long time would have a lot of dust accumulated in them, so it was better to drink this porridge.

After carefully feeding Old Master Yun lunch, Han Yi'er took out a handkerchief from her pocket. Just as she was about to wipe Old Master Yun's mouth with it, she discovered …

This handkerchief was given to her by Fang Heng...

I wonder if I should really find a chance to return the handkerchief to Mr. Fang?

Or not to return the handkerchief?

Under the setting sun, the office of the CEO of the Royal Group was enveloped in a golden glow.

Seated in a comfortable office chair, Yun AoTian earnestly examined the documents in his hands, but his mind had already wandered off.

Now that Butler Li was gone, was Miss Han more comfortable at home?

Was she less tired than she was when she didn't have to work as a servant?

"What's going on?" Frowning, he threw the document to the side and pinched the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb to relieve his fatigue.

He could not understand why his mind would suddenly wander and he would think of Han Yi'er.

Yun AoTian had never done this before. On the contrary, he, who was known as the CEO of Satan, felt that he did not have enough time, and almost never got off work at exactly one day.

What was waiting for him to get off work now? Are you in a hurry to get home?

"B — —" The red light on the phone blinked, and Yun AoTian pressed down.

"Boss Yun, Miss Mia is looking for you."

Hearing the report from his secretary, he felt a little impatient. It was almost time to get off work, why would Mia suddenly come here?

"Send her in."

Just as he finished his sentence, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." Releasing his anxious expression, Yun AoTian looked towards the door coldly.

"Boss Yun." Mia was dressed in casual attire, as she greeted Yun AoTian politely.

When the secretary closed the door, she completely revealed her cute and mischievous personality. She threw the bag in her hand onto the sofa and said, "Ao Tian …" As she said that, she walked around the table and coquettishly sat on Yun AoTian's lap, her hands around his neck, her sexy lips resting on his.

Frowning, he used both his hands to push her away. This is an office! "

"Hmph." Ye Zichen snorted in dissatisfaction, then sat back down on the sofa dejectedly, "What does it have to do with you? It's not like there's anyone else here."

Her ice-cold expression didn't let go of Mia's words. She asked indifferently, "Why are you looking for me?"

Listening to Yun AoTian's cold words, Mia felt extremely dissatisfied. After all, they had been dating for almost five months, and she already knew his personality, so she was already used to it.

Her slender knees were crossed together as she fiddled with her silky black hair, looking even more charming: "Director Lin wanted me to sing a new comedian's poem."

Words written by a rookie?

Generally speaking, enabling a rookie to write for an A-list celebrity must go through rigorous review.

However, he had yet to receive any information.

Could it be that this new person was the one that ignited Lin Yuze's desire?

Now that he was using an A-list celebrity to sing, it looked like that rookie must be extraordinary!

Thinking of this, Yun AoTian couldn't help but be filled with curiosity towards the new person: "You want to find me for this?"

"Right."

Looking at his watch, it was five o'clock. Yun AoTian packed up his things, coldly walking over to Mia and said: "You should have complained to your economic man, not me."

"But no matter what, you are still her boyfriend. If I don't look for you, who else can I look for?" Mia complained in dissatisfaction.

Yun Ao Tian looked at his watch again, his expression extremely impatient: "Then what do you want? "Won't you accept this?"