The Young Emperor

Ling Ping'an looked at the text message sent backstage.

He clenched his fists happily.

"I told you..."

"It's gold. It will shine wherever it is!"

It was a contract invitation message.

Meow!

In his arms, the kitten meowed softly, congratulating its master.

"To celebrate..." Ling Ping'an said, "Big brother, roast the mushrooms tonight!"

The mushrooms sent by the old republican guest should be roasted fresh.

Meow!

The Little Guy was extremely happy!

Therefore, Ling Ping'an left the door open and carried his cat upstairs. He opened the refrigerator door, took out two mushrooms from inside, and walked to the balcony.

It was a little windy on the balcony tonight.

Ling Ping'an couldn't help but tighten his clothes.

Then, he walked to the faucet by the wall outside the door, turned on the faucet, and carefully washed the mushrooms.

Then, he sliced them up one by one.