Chapter 165
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Wei Wei replied, "Alright, Second Young Master."
Mohan was speechless.
Second Young Master?
He didn't like this name, especially when it was related to the word 'second'. It sounded like a derogatory term.
Wei Wei walked out of the dining room and looked in Xiang Mochen's direction. She said reluctantly, "Mo Shao, it's time for breakfast."
She turned around and was about to go upstairs when she heard a cold voice behind her.
"He will come down by himself."
Mochen picked up the remote control and pressed a button.
The little boy's phone received a notification from the alarm and he came down quickly.
Wei Wei stood there in a daze for a few minutes until she saw the little boy's head at the top of the stairs.
She glanced at the remote control beside Mochen's hand. It was really advanced. Everything was automated?
He was indeed rich!
She held Little Pomelo's hand and they went to the dining room. She placed Little Pomelo on the dining chair and went into the kitchen to help. When she saw the five boiled eggs and a pot of soy milk, she suddenly started to doubt her life!
This was Second Young Master's breakfast?
It had been more than an hour and she thought it would be a sumptuous meal!
Little Pomelo knew how to cook!
She boiled the eggs in water and placed the soybeans into the soy milk machine. She pressed the button to start.
But on second thought, it was normal for Second Young Master to not know how to cook for such a prominent family like the Mo Family.
She was thinking too much.
Mohan noticed her expression and looked at Wei Wei. "Is there a problem?"
Wei Wei turned around and looked at Mohan. She forced a smile. "Take it out first, I'll make some more."
Mohan asked, "Can you make it in time?"
Wei Wei replied, "Yes."
Mohan paused and said lightly, "Oh, I'm sorry, it's a little too simple. I don't usually cook."
Wei Wei said politely, "It's already not bad. I think it's much better than your brother."
Just as she finished speaking, she saw someone standing at the entrance of the kitchen.
Mochen looked at Mohan.
Mohan was speechless.
What did it have to do with him?!
I really don't know how to cook, and Miss Wei isn't wrong!
After a pause, he added, "It's okay. There are many girls who like my brother and want to cook for him. He doesn't need to know how to cook."
Mochen looked a little better.
Wei Wei stood there and didn't say anything. She snorted lightly in her heart. He was probably too shallow and only looked at his face!
Alright, this was indeed a world where one's face mattered!
But it was only a face, could it be eaten?
Mochen's gaze fell on Wei Wei. "Is half an hour enough?"
Wei Wei replied, "Yes."
Last night, she had prepared everything. All the ingredients she needed had been stored in the fridge to marinate.
Mochen said, "Hurry up and do it. If you don't do it in half an hour, I'll deduct a day's pay."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving only a cold and aloof silhouette behind.
Wei Wei, "…"
Half an hour was more than enough, okay? Do you think they are at the level of the second young master of the Mo Family?
She rolled her eyes and went to the fridge to get something.
Half an hour later, a delicious French fried duck breast, crepes and creamy lettuce soup were served on the dining table.
The little guy looked at it and started drooling. It looked delicious!
Mochen glanced at Wei Wei coldly. He had thought that she only knew how to cook various local dishes, but he didn't expect her to know how to cook French food. It seemed like she was good at it.
The little guy and Little Pomelo finished their eggs and were very dissatisfied with Mohan's cooking.
Seeing the exquisite breakfast, they stretched out their hands and anxiously released their taste buds.
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