"Miss Ji, do you want to learn something more difficult? My special skill is three-dimensional coffee latte art."
"Can it actually be three-dimensional?" Ji Xinyao found it incredible.
"Of course you can, like this, use milk foam to build it up." Simon demonstrated, using coffee liquid to paint on it. Soon, he made a puppy that looked like it was lying on a coffee cup.
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"Wow, so cute!" Ji Xinyao and Song Zilian said almost in unison.
Simon smiled contentedly.
"Miss Ji, come and try."
Ji Xinyao followed Simon's example and added milk foam to her coffee.
"Wow, it really stood up!"
"Yes, you can give him a few more strokes. It doesn't matter if it's crooked. It's your first time learning."
Song Lucun himself worked tirelessly there, but Ji Xinyao and others had a good time. He searched around and found nothing. Instead, he saw the three people happily "doing crafts" without any sense of urgency. Song Lucun felt that
With a lot of anger, he kicked down the convenient stool.
The three of them looked back at him.
Ji Xinyao wanted to lighten the atmosphere and said immediately, "What are you doing? You haven't rested, okay? Why don't you sit down and take a rest."
Simon also smiled very wisely and said, "Would you like to have a cup of coffee to calm down? My freshly ground coffee beans are brewed by hand and are very fragrant."
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Song Lucun was too embarrassed to continue and said thank you.
Simon walked over with the coffee pot.
"There are paper cups, glass cups, and ceramic cups like this at home. Which cup do you usually use for drinking coffee?" Simon placed each cup in front of him for him to choose.
"Anything is fine, the cup won't affect the taste of the coffee." He pointed at the glass cup in the middle, "Just this one."
"Okay, let me pour it for you." Simon poured the coffee for Song Lucun, thought for a moment, and asked again, "Mr. Song, would you like to do a latte art too? I'm very good at doing this."
Song Lucun glanced at Ji Xinyao and Song Zilian, who were smiling and smearing with coffee liquid in each other's coffee cups. He felt a little unhappy. If Simon had done this, he would be a little pitiful.
He didn't even bother to do crafts with them.
"No need, I like to drink something bitter."
"Okay, then Simon will resign."
Simon left, and Song Lucun also picked up the coffee and took a sip.
He almost spit out this mouthful.
"The coffee here is too bitter."
Simon looked at the coffee pot and said, "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't know the coffee I got in the village would be so bitter, so I used the usual brewing method. I was just teaching the young master coffee latte art, so I didn't try it.
It should be better if you add some milk foam, how about I help you..."
"No."
Song Lucun had already rejected it once, so how could he possibly agree?
He cleared his throat, his mouth was filled with a strong bitter taste, this was not the solution.
"Is there any milk? I'll just add some milk."
"Yes, Miss Ji's three-dimensional latte art is about to fall over in the refrigerator. I have to help her hold it up. Can you please go and get it yourself?"
Song Zilian just made trouble by adding a lot of coffee liquid into the milk froth in Ji Xinyao's coffee cup, and the cute puppy suddenly collapsed.
Song Lucun didn't say much when he saw this. He silently went to the kitchen and added milk to his cup.
After taking a sip, he felt much relieved.
Not so painful anymore.
After his anger subsided, Song Lucun had extra thoughts and no longer wanted to watch Song Zilian and Ji Xinyao flirting.
Although he didn't find anything, he could try to ask questions and find the clue.
"I have something to ask you."
Song Zilian and Ji Xinyao did not resist, and walked to it with their own coffee cups and sat down.
"Just ask." Song Zilian said generously.
"Actually, I just realized something was wrong. I found that your housekeeper talks a lot, but I haven't heard him speak at all."
Simon was stunned and said with a smile, "Why do you want to listen to me? I'm just a useless old man, and what I say is of no use."
"Don't act stupid in front of me. You already know that I installed a wiretap on Ji Xinyao's phone, right? I can only listen to the voices of Song Zilian and Ji Xinyao, but I can't hear the voice of this old man like you at all.
, is it because what they said was arranged in advance? Why do you have to be so meticulous? There must be something wrong with you."
The three of them showed confused expressions at the same time.
Then, Simon put down the coffee pot and bowed to Song Zilian.
"Master, logically I shouldn't express such strong personal opinions in front of you, but I'm really too angry." After saying that, he turned his eyes to Song Zilian again, "In the past few days, Miss Ji has been cooperating with your investigation.
, I go out early and come back late with you every day. You once liked Miss Guo Ji. It should not be difficult to think of our young master’s lonely mood. Their young couple made such a big sacrifice for your sake, but you still don’t trust them so much.
Even doing something like installing a bug is really too much!"
Song Lucun looked up at him and was about to say something when Simon immediately said, "Apologise! You must apologize to Miss Ji. Do you know how hard it has been for her to go out early and come back late these days for you? She is a girl, accompanying
You wander all over the mountain and you have to be monitored by you. I really feel worthless and heartbroken for Miss Ji! You must apologize to Miss Ji today, otherwise I, an old man like me, will not be able to spare you."
Song Lucun didn't know Simon well, but judging from the information he had in the past, he was the old housekeeper of the Song family. He was a gentle and elegant old man who usually didn't show emotions. Today's mood was too outgoing.
It's not like he was investigating.
Ji Xinyao was also very surprised. She didn't expect Simon to pretend to protect her.
"Old guy, what are you crazy about?" Song Lucun said rudely.
"Yes, I am going crazy. I am an old servant of the Song family and a loyal dog of the Song family. Sooner or later, Miss Ji will marry our young master, and she will also become Simon's master. For the sake of his master, Simon does not mind going crazy.
Bite the enemy."
Ji Xinyao looked at Song Zilian and asked Song Zilian with her eyes what was going on. Song Zilian gave her a reassuring look and said nothing.
"Song Zilian, don't you care about the people in charge of you?" Song Lucun asked.
"I think Simon is right. You went too far in pretending to eavesdrop on Xinyao's phone. You need to apologize."
Song Lucun bit his lip and said, "Song Zilian, don't forget that you still have something in my hand."
"I'm just discussing the matter. Why, you have to show your trump card over such a trivial matter? I'm not afraid, just show it."
Naturally, Song Lucun would not be so stupid, but in the current situation, he was somewhat unable to step down.
Suddenly, his stomach growled, and then his face became distorted.
"Uh..." Song Lucun cried out in pain, "Toilet, I can borrow your toilet."