Having said that, the aunt was quite happy.

Now someone finally helped her talk about the young master.

No matter what she said before, whenever the company was busy, the young master would still not eat breakfast to go to the company. Although she would ask Master Chen to deliver food to the young master, it was not as comfortable as eating at home.

Moreover, after the food is delivered, whether the young master eats it or not is another matter. It is not good for his health if it is cold.

Seeing both of them standing beside him and talking about him, Li Beiting had no choice but to compromise: "Okay, I understand, I will definitely have a meal on time in the future."

If he is disobedient, he may be scolded to death by these two women.

But there is a reason why Li Beiting would save these ten minutes without breakfast.

When he had just entered the company and had not yet gained a foothold, some opposition forces had not been eliminated, and some uncles and uncles tried to get him off the high position and then push their children up.

Therefore, Li Beiting's performance in the company is particularly important.

He must be perfect so that he will not gossip.

As long as a little mistake occurs, it will be infinitely magnified and then be said to be unsuitable for being the president of the company.

That was the time when Li Beiting had the greatest pressure in his life.

Therefore, Li Beiting would get up early every day, drive to the company before dawn, come to the office one step early, and read the important documents again before avoiding errors.

Since then, Li Beiting has developed the habit of not eating breakfast.

The aunt obviously knew his situation at that time and knew that the young master was also forced by form, so she was so busy that she had no time to eat with the mood, so she helped the young master to speak.

Although Song Yan didn't know much about it, he also knew that it was not easy for him to go through the road.

"I'm not blaming you. Your own body should be better than me. How many times have you had stomach problems at night?

Don't think you're hiding it from me, I don't know, I know it when you wake up at night."

Li Beiting’s bad routine is not just not just not eating breakfast, but also drinking coffee on an empty stomach and overstressing.

How can you be healthy in the long run?

Song Yan had not only been there for one night, but she felt that Li Beiting was tossing and turning beside her and sweated all over her body due to the pain in her stomach.

All she could do was add tonics prescribed by the doctor to him while making soup.

Not only that, Song Yan knew that he was afraid that he would not tell him, so she kept holding on and didn't say it, but now she finally couldn't help it.

The doctor has long said that stomach problems need to be cured slowly, and no matter how much medicine you take, it is better to adjust your daily routine.

Song Yan was too nervous, so she was so angry this morning.

Seeing Song Yan's heartache tears rolling in his eyes, Li Beiting suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

He quickly got up, hugged Song Yan and let her sit beside him, and comforted him softly: "I know you are for my own good. I am so ignorant. It's all my fault. I swear that I will never do this in the future, okay?"

We have dinner together every day and then go to work together so that you can supervise me too."

Seeing that Li Beiting really understood her painstaking efforts, Song Yan gave up.

"This is almost the same. You are already a 30-year-old now, why don't you pay attention to your own health? Do you really think you were also when you were seventeen or eighteen years old?

If the stomach is in the root of the disease, I will see what you will do in the future.”

Song Yan pouted, but his anger disappeared a lot.

After all, her purpose was not to get angry, but to let him have a good meal in the future.

"What my wife said is that I will never dare to do it again."

Li Beiting said with a smile on his face.

“Now we can have a meal?

There is another dish I made here, guess which one is it?"

Li Beiting said that he was seeking credit.

Song Yan glanced at Li Beiting, shook his head helplessly, but smiled on his face: "I can't tell, it turns out that you can still cook!"

"I didn't have time before, but I will do it for you often in the future."

Li Beiting said with a smile.

"Don't you see that I haven't seen the kitchen much, but I feel that my cooking talent is quite high. If you don't believe it, you will know if you try it."

As he said that, Li Beiting put Song Yan's plate and chopsticks in front of her and looked at her with anticipation.

Seeing that Li Beiting was so active, Song Yan was not disappointed.

She carefully looked at the breakfast on the dining table next to each other, then pointed to a steamed pork ribs with soy sauce and said, "No need to try it, I know you must have made this dish."

As he said that, Song Yan looked at him confidently, waiting for him to reveal the answer.

Sure enough, Li Beiting's expression said everything.

"How did you know?"

Li Beiting was no longer in the mood to deliberately lie to her, which would increase the difficulty for her.

"I think my dish is quite successful, exactly the same as the recipe. How did you see it?"

Li Beiting looked around and didn't think there was anything wrong with this dish.

Did she just choose one?

It's not right. Her expression is so confident, and she is very sure at first glance. She is not a casual choice at all.

Li Beiting was really stumped now.

"You can't tell me, but I know you quite well. Don't say that you only cook one dish, even if you cook ten dishes, I can tell which ones you made."

Song Yan said confidently.

"How did you see it?"

Li Beiting felt itchy as if he was scratched by a cat, and he wanted to know a result.

Seeing Li Beiting's anxious look, Song Yan said proudly: "Do you know the dish is made in response to the recipe, right?"

Li Beiting nodded.

"That's right."

Song Yan said with a smile.

"Just because you made it to the recipe, you may not have any mistakes in color, fragrance and taste, but because you cooked it too perfectly, there are problems. My aunt always adds her own habits to her cooking, but you are meticulous, even the length of the ribs."

If she guessed correctly, there would probably be a pile of scraps of pork ribs in the kitchen.
Chapter completed!