Chapter 115 Lil Xi's Grievances

She thought that Shen Xinglan was seized by a whim, but Le Yi sent her a photo the next morning. The man in the photo worn a floral apron and stood in front of the pot with a thick book in his hand. A ray of sunlight falling between his eyebrows, his picturesque canthus slightly wrinkled, and his serious expression was rather impressive and moving. "It must be treasured! It is rare." Le Yi had such a sentence on it. A Miao collected the photo with curving lips. Shen Xinglan stared at the pot and he doubted that it should have had a nice smell at this time as the book said, but nothing happened. "Young Master..." Aunt hiding in the door couldn't help reminding him, "You have forgotten to open the fire." The man's back was stiff for a moment, and then he slowly opened the fire. He turned around and said peacefully, "I'm confirming whether all the ingredients have been put in or not." … When he left the kitchen, Aunt laughed. Shanshan was sitting in the