Chapter 334

"Nothing else?" Ling Yao asked tentatively, staring at Hai Xiaomin's flawless face with a touch of deep meaning at the bottom of his deep eyes.

"Just chatted casually. I'm still boiling loquat cream in my kitchen. You're not busy. Go quickly." Hai Xiaomin cut off the topic and urged Ling Yao not to delay her time.

"Loquat cream?" Ling Yao continued to stand here and talk to her slowly, as if he was deliberately wasting time.

"Grandpa... He doesn't have a good voice. I'm also idle. I made some loquat leaves and fruits to boil loquat paste. Is it too shabby to use this as a birthday gift?" Hai Xiaomin explained with an unnatural smile. The influence of the conversation in the room can't be completely erased in such a short time!

Ling Yao stared at her deeply. Finally, his eyes bent and said with a handsome and charming smile: "this is your intention. How can it be a priceless treasure that you can't buy with how much money? Go quickly and don't paste it."

"Then I'll go first." Hai Xiaomin waved to him and walked away.

Seeing Hai Xiaomin go away, the smile in Ling Yao's eyes gradually dissipated. Fool, do you think he didn't see how ugly her face was when she just came out of the room

A look passed, and the bodyguard sent to protect Hai Xiaomin immediately followed. He put his cool one hand into his trousers pocket. Then he looked back at the closed door, turned coldly and left.

What they talked about in the room, he will find out sooner or later!

……

When Hai Xiaomin returned to the kitchen, there were many more people than before. It seemed a little crowded. The chefs had to start preparing for tomorrow's banquet.

"Miss, you're back." Dr. Haiwen stubbornly stuck to the place and was relieved to see Hai Xiaomin coming back.

"It's hard for you, Dr. Haiwen. Are they waiting to use these two pots?" squeezed in front of Dr. Haiwen, Hai Xiaomin also pinched his sweat. The loquat cream doesn't have enough time to boil. It's bad if the chefs are delayed to prepare the food for tomorrow's party.

Doctor Haiwen understood Hai Xiaomin's encouragement and said with a smile, "don't worry, I've said hello to the kitchen and won the consent of the chef. We'll return the kitchen utensils after we boil the loquat cream."

Hai Xiaomin was surprised: "doctor Haiwen is still considerate."

It's not like her. She knows that tomorrow is a birthday party and still steps on it. Today it occupies the kitchen. Fortunately, the kitchen in the villa is big enough to make room for them, otherwise it will be embarrassing.

Later, the loquat paste was finally cooked. Hai Xiaomin opened the lid of the pot and filled it. He gave the first to Dr. Haiwen.

"How's it going?" Hai Xiaomin was full of expectation.

"Hmm! It's sweet and delicious!" Dr. Haiwen thumbed up and praised the taste. Their first cooperation was a complete success.

Hai Xiaomin packed several bottles in the sealed cans he specially wanted. He gave Dr. Haiwen a copy of both loquat creams. Some of them were directly shared with the people in the kitchen and left some for Ling Yao. The rest was to be handed over to old Mr. naghi

Thinking of this, Hai Xiaomin was distracted.

Originally, she wanted to give it to grandpa as a birthday gift. Although Ling Yao comforted her, now it seems that grandpa can't see this kind of thing. How can he get on the hall of elegance?

Hesitated for a moment. As soon as Hai Xiaomin's silver teeth bite, go. The old man must be very uncomfortable when he coughs. Eating loquat cream should feel better. Instead of being a birthday gift, he has to deliver it!

Carrying the tray, he walked to the place where he met old Nazhi today, thinking about how to talk and how to give things to the old man. Hai Xiaomin couldn't help but have a toothache.

Obviously, God cared for her. At the door of that door, Hai Xiaomin saw Ian who was going in!

"Ian!" she lowered her voice and howled excitedly.

When he heard someone stop him, Ian turned strangely and caught Hai Xiaomin, who had trotted all the way. Before he could react, his chest was crowded with something. He caught it conditionally.

"You're going to find Grandpa, aren't you? Do him a favor and send this to him." Hai Xiaomin pointed to the door and whispered vividly.

"Hmm?" Ian looked down at the jar on the tray, and his eyes rarely showed a trace of confusion.

Hai Xiaomin didn't want to explain too much, but added: "by the way, needless to say I sent it, it's Dr. Haiwen's cough syrup. Please!"

She put her hands together and made a gesture of request. Seeing Ian nod her head with her own eyes, she left contentedly.

Loquat ointment?

Ian didn't know his face, so he knocked on the door and entered the room with something.

In the room, old Nazhi just woke up from his afternoon nap. At this time, he was lying on the rattan chair on the balcony. The sun fell on him through the gap between the leaves. It would not be too poisonous. It was just right to bask in the sun.

"Things are all arranged." Ian reported the progress of the task to old naghi.

"HMM." old naghi knew he came in and answered normally, "my side is not very smooth. She refused."

Ian's eyes slanted and accurately fell on the black documents on the tea table. The thin lips closed in a straight line. It was difficult for the perennial iceberg face to show any expression.

"But it doesn't matter. It's what I expected." old naghi said slowly with his lips moving. "Whether she or Joe, young people are always whimsical. They boast how sacred and true love is. I'd like to see how strong their love can be!"

Ian: "

Old Mr. nagge is going to be serious!

"There's nothing else. You'll go down and have a rest first. You'll have to work hard tomorrow." old naghi looked at Ian and noticed, "what's in your hand?"

"Oh, it's Miss Hai's intention. It seems that Dr. Haiwen has authorized it." Hai Xiaomin did ask him to hide, but she may not know that he obviously won't deceive Lao Nazhi.

"She brought it?" the transparent jar was reddish brown and seemed to contain strange liquid. Old naghi showed obvious disdain and disgust on his face. "Take it out and don't dirty my place!"

"Yes." Ian nodded and stepped back.

Ian didn't go anywhere else, so he took things back to his room and put them on the table. He seemed to release his fatigue and fell straight on the bed.

The quiet environment with dim light made him feel relaxed. He closed his eyes and was ready to go to sleep.

In a flash, he opened his eyes and subconsciously turned to look at the jar on the table.

At the next moment, Ian sat at the table, scooped up the paste boiled with loquat fruit with a small spoon and sent it to the mouth. It was still hot, but the sweet loquat and honey filled the lips and teeth, which was sweet and refreshing.

It would be a pity to lose this thing