Chapter 554 Is It the Myth of Beicheng or the Laughing Stock of Beicheng

Snapped!

Mrs. Si mercilessly knocked on Si Xinghe's head.

"You little conscience, don't you realize that most of the dishes sent by the dynasty in recent years are made according to your taste? You have never eaten onions, ginger and garlic since you were a child, but you have never missed any of those dishes."

Si Niannian also nodded, "Also, the third uncle doesn't like sweets, so even those dishes that should have sugar were not spared."

Si Xiyou also added a knife, "Even if I don't often stay at home, I know that coriander has never been put in the dishes sent by the dynasty in recent years."

And what Si Xinghe hates most is coriander.

Si Xinghe: "..."

Looking back now, it seems that it was.

Just like the bowl of red bean paste in his hand, the reason why he ate so much was because it was not so sweet and not greasy at all.

"thanks."

Si Xinghe looked at the cycle, and his smile was full of sincerity.

When he didn't know, in places he couldn't see, there was someone who silently did a lot of things for him. He still remembered all his preferences, even those he never said. before.

This feeling is really amazing.

Inexplicably, the cycle suddenly felt embarrassed, and the milky white skin was a little red and it was easy to spot.

"Uh, I also made some cookies. It's time for the oven. I'll go to the kitchen and see."

After making a random excuse, the cycle hurriedly turned around and hurried into the kitchen.

Si Xinghe looked at his back, smiled, and ate all the red bean paste left in the bowl.

When Si Xinghe picked up the third bowl of red bean paste, Bu Chensu grabbed the last bowl and put it in front of Si Niannian.

"Zhi Yu, have you drunk?"

Si Niannian always remembers that he is a master and does not forget to care about his apprentices.

Chi Zhiyu felt the cold gaze cast on him, and quickly shook his head and waved his hand.

"Master, I don't like to drink red bean paste." The desire to survive is extremely strong.

The icy gaze disappeared, and Chi Zhiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly changed his seat and sat at the farthest place away from Bu Chensu.

Si Niannian didn't notice the 'interaction' between Bu Chensu and Chi Zhiyu, she took a sip of red bean paste and suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Third Uncle, what's going on with the company? Will the Philok consortium really not threaten the Si family?"

At this time, Si Xinghe had already drank the third bowl of red bean paste, leaned back, slumped on the chair, and crossed Erlang's legs, comfortable and lazy.

"Don't worry, with the big guy Seven here, the ten Philok consortiums can't do anything to the Si family."

One second ago, Si Xinghe was still chattering, but the next second, Mrs. Si slapped him on the back of the head with a slap.

"Everything depends on Aqi, what kind of man is he? It's still the myth of Beicheng. If you go on like this, you will become the laughing stock of Beicheng."

Si Xinghe was just about to say something, when the cycle came out with the cookie that was just out of the oven.

"Godmother, Xinghe is just joking. In fact, he has already made preparations to deal with Philok. Last time, it was entirely due to his overall planning. I was able to adjust the stolen data in the most timely time and protect the Si family. new project.”

"Also, I know that he should have follow-up arrangements. After all, he almost suffered a loss at the hands of Philok. Of course, this place has to be found no matter what."

During the period of hanging his head, there was a flash of light in his eyes, full of chills, but it was blocked by the bangs, and others did not notice it.

Looking up again, there was another smiling face, "Xinghe is indeed the myth of the North City."