In the evening, Yan Sijue returned to the manor, and Mu Yiliang specifically instructed him to find her in the living room half an hour later.
Seeing her looking all mysterious, Yan Sijue squinted his eyes.
"Don't ask why, just cooperate with me when the time comes." Mu Yiliang pleaded.
He casually uttered an "Hmm," which was an agreement.
Mu Yiliang instantly went downstairs happily, brewed some emotions, and called Sophie over.
"The soup you made last time, Mr. liked it very much. Make another pot, and I'll take it to him."
Sophie was first pleasantly surprised, then frowned: "Madam, are you going to use my soup to please Mr.? That's not very good. Besides, Mr. might taste that the soup is made by me. What would you do then?"
"That's my business, will you do it or not? After all, you really don't have any other chance to get close to Si Jue, do you?" Mu Yiliang said with a smile.
Sophie gritted her teeth and turned to the kitchen.
