Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 11 How about you have a taste of this?

  In order to express the "joy" and "grateful" in his heart, Shen Yu peeled a fruit plate with his own hands.

The outermost layer is orange petals, the golden skin has been skillfully cut out to shape; the inner layer is neatly stacked watermelon strips, which are well-proportioned and all seeds have been removed; the inner layer is sliced ​​tomatoes Pomegranate; bright red cherry tomatoes stacked in the middle.

  Put it in a crystal tray, not only the color is bright, but also attracts the index finger.

  Shen Yu brought it to Shen Zongming first, with a timid smile, but an unconcealable intimacy.

   "Grandpa, would you like to have a taste?"

   "Wow..." Shen Chunjiang wanted to remind her that the old man doesn't eat fruit after nightfall, but before he could say anything, Shen Zongming picked a piece of guava and put it in his mouth.

  Yang Lan raised an eyebrow.

   Shen Yan was indignant.

  Shen Chunjiang was very surprised. He knew how stubborn and rigid his father was, and he rarely broke the rules for anyone.

  Shen Yu's reaction was normal. As an "uninformed person", she had nothing but happiness on her face.

   Turning back with a smile, he comforted Shen Chunjiang: "Dad, don't worry, I'll bring you the next one."

  She thought that the "婠婠" that Shen Chunjiang called before meant that he wanted to be the first to eat the fruit plate.

   The man couldn't laugh or cry.

  Yang Lan's face was not very good, and she kept changing channels with the remote control to divert attention.

  Chen Yan folded her arms and sneered, "Heh..." Pretentious!

  Of course Shen Yu knew that Shen Zongming would definitely give her this face. After all, the old man never showed up when such a big "war" broke out between her and Chen Yan at noon.

   That's right, Shen Zongming was at home at the time.

  With such a loud voice, the possibility of not hearing it is almost zero, but he never appeared, even when Shen Yu was "thrown" to the ground by Shen Yan and strangled by the neck, he didn't pay attention.

  If Shen Chunjiang doesn't come back in time, no one knows what the consequences will be.

  Since Shen Zongming hit her with a stick, he should naturally give her a sweet date.

  That's why Shen Yu dared to invite the old man to eat fruit plate so firmly.

   "Auntie," she walked up to Yang Lan with a respectful and submissive attitude, "Would you like to try it too?"

  Yang Lan took a cherry tomato, "Thank you."

   "Sister Yan?"

   "I don't have any appetite, you can put it down."

   Shen Yu nodded, enough is enough.

  Nine o'clock.

  The old man went upstairs to rest.

  Ten o'clock.

  Shen Chunjiang and Yang Lan went back to their room.

  In the huge living room, Shen Yan and Chen Yu each occupy one end of the sofa.

  A comedy movie was playing on the TV. The two watched it, but neither of them laughed.

  Shen Yan was the first to lose patience, and raised her hand to overturn the fruit plate on the coffee table. Fortunately, a thick wool carpet was laid on the floor, so the plate was not broken, and naturally there was no loud noise.

  However, the servant on duty at night heard it and hurried over to check.

   Seeing this, stagnated.

  One is the delicate second lady, and the other is the third lady who has just won a "new favorite"—both are not easy to mess with.

   Now, the benefits of Shen Zongming's "no dislike" towards Shen Yu and Shen Chunjiang's many protections for her came.

  Throughout the ages, this servant has always been the one who knows how to adapt to the wind and judge people's faces.

  Shen Yan obviously also noticed this.

   roared directly: "Get out!"

   The maid slipped away quickly as if she had received an amnesty.

  Shen Wei yawned, got up, and went straight upstairs without looking at the ruined fruit plate on the carpet.

   "Stop for me—"

   Shen Yan chased after her.

  Shen Yu turned her head, and at this time she was already standing on the spiral staircase, while Shen Yan fell behind, and suddenly she was a lot shorter.

   "You..." The angle of looking up made Shen Yan very uncomfortable, as if she had lost her momentum.

  Shen Yu smiled to himself, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "When I fell down, you seemed to be very happy? Why don't you try this feeling too?"

   If you were dissatisfied with the saved manuscript yesterday, you need to revise it; if you are dissatisfied with yesterday’s work today, you need to change it; tomorrow you may be dissatisfied with today’s work, and continue to be cheap! This could be a crazy fish! Tomorrow, tomorrow I will definitely not read the saved manuscript, just throw it aside, don't read it, don't read it, so I shouldn't feel itchy and want to change it, eh! That's it, ten o'clock tomorrow! ten o'clock! ten o'clock! If you are not on time, live broadcast will eat shit! Ahhhhh!

   PS: As a side note, this book really made Ben Yu work hard, so it is worth reading, everyone, let’s get into it! mwah!

  (end of this chapter)