The cute cinnamon roll
It was in the evening when a maid knocked on the door. She stepped inside, bringing a tray inside. She kept the tray on the table. "Dinner."
There were three plates - one for Zhao Weisheng as usual. Two more were added now for Lihua and Lu Bojing.
Lihua gritted her teeth. "Take my plate away! As if I will eat anything that the monster has to give me! You can just very well bring poison to me!"
"Sorry, Miss. It's the young master's order that you eat the food."
She sneered. "Oh yeah? And what will that ugly monster do if I don't listen to him?"
The maid inwardly was terrified to hear Lihua speaking in that tone.
This woman...does she want her head rolled off from her body? If the young master listened to her accidentally…
"Young master said that if you don't eat food, so will not Jiang Wei."
Lihua froze. She blankly stared at her.
"Wei? What do you mean?"
Lu Bojing looked pale too while Zhao Weisheng narrowed his eyes.