He is not too worried about An An's safety, but Wan Wan, and he doesn't know how she is doing now?
Li Jingchen felt a chill in his heart as the coldness of ice melted under his palms.
He thought it was necessary for him to pay a visit to the Fu family.
...
Noon, Fu family.
In the huge kitchen, the chefs were worrying about what food to send to Fu Shuo.
At first, Fu's mother told them on the phone: "Shuo'er doesn't have much appetite, please make some appetizing food and send it over."
The chefs did as they were told and sent a servant to deliver it. The feedback they received was that it was too bland and the old lady thought it was not nutritious for the second young master to eat.
Yes, the chefs can only prepare nutritious food for delivery.
As a result, Fu's mother called them and scolded them, saying it was too oily and greasy. After two bites, the second young master couldn't eat anymore.
It's neither bland nor meaty. It's simply more troublesome than taking care of a woman in confinement. The chefs are almost exhausted.
In the past few days, the chefs have almost turned over the recipes that have been treasured for many years, but the feedback they received is still "No! No! No!"
At this time, a chef suddenly dropped his spatula and yelled in a broken voice: "If we can't do it, who else can?"
These words attracted many servants to watch.
A servant glanced upstairs and said casually: "Maybe the one who is locked up upstairs can do it?"
After hearing this, the chefs actually felt that it made some sense——
"Since the second young master is not used to the food we cook, the second young master shouldn't refuse the food cooked by the second young master's wife, right?"
"What do you mean, let the Second Young Mistress be released and let her prepare delicious food for the Second Young Master?"
"Well, didn't you listen to what the old lady said on the phone this morning? When the second young master eats the food we made, he only takes one bite and spits it out, and his spirits are getting worse day by day."
"Then let's let her out first."
The chefs only wanted to complete the work assigned to them by Fu's mother, but the servants did not do it because their task was to keep an eye on Lu Wanwan and not let her step out of the room!
"No, we can't put her down!"
The servants stood in a line holding hands, blocking the way of the cooks.
The chefs were disapproving of their nervous attitude: "In the worst case, we can't wait until the second young lady finishes cooking, and then we can lock her back in?"
But the servants said: "No, what if she runs away? Who will take the responsibility?"
The chefs said amusedly: "With so many of us watching her, how could she run away?"
The servants said: "Even if there is only one chance in ten thousand, we will never let it happen!"
The chefs started to get a little irritable: "Can't you please be nice? If we don't make a meal that the second young master finds delicious, we will pack up and get out!"
The servants said: "Once we let her out, if something happens, we will be the ones to pack up and get out!"
Just when the two parties were refusing to give in, someone said something: "By the way, how long have you been hungry for?"
"You don't care how long she has been hungry, as long as she is not dead, I heard her knocking on the door this morning!"
"What now? Can you still hear her knocking on the door?"
Everyone was stunned, and then began to recall how long it had been since they heard the knock on the door upstairs.