172 Chapter 172. Similar

Zhuang Huai finally understood what was happening and raised his hand to surrender, “Alright! It’s my fault. It’s my honor to be scolded by Mom! My wife is true love, and my son is an accident. I understand that!”

Zhuang Huai’s face was filled with pride as he spoke. He slowly strolled over the stairs, and after passing Zhuang Ming and Lin En, he mischievously added another sentence. After speaking, he was afraid his mother would catch him, so he ran down the stairs laughing.

Lin En didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at his silly son. He vented his anger on Zhuang Ming. “Look at your silly son.”

“How can it only be mine! It’s ours.” Zhuang Ming said gently with a smile on his face.

Zhuang Xian walked out of the kitchen with breakfast. She looked at her third brother, who was in high spirits early in the morning, and asked gently, “What are you talking to Mom about on the second floor? Why are you so loud? It sounds like you’re quarreling!”

When Zhuang Huai saw his sister come out of the kitchen, he knew he would be in for a treat today.

His eyes were fixed on the food on the table, but he didn’t forget to answer Zhuang Xian’s question. “I didn’t say anything. It’s just an ordinary protest and rebuttal by a single person.”

Zhuang Xian looked at him in confusion and asked silently.

Zhuang Huai took out a piece of milk-scented breakfast. After taking a bite, he continued, “I saw mom and dad being lovey-dovey, so I teased them a little. Mom said I was single, and if I didn’t date, I wouldn’t be doing my job.”

“You’re asking for it!” Zhuang Hang followed behind him, sat down, and complained, “It’s fine if you don’t have a good eye. You don’t even know your limits. No wonder your mother lectured you.”

Zhuang Huai rolled his eyes at Zhuang Hang and was about to retort when Zhuang Xian interrupted him with a smile.

“Alright, brothers! Don’t just bicker early in the morning; try my new breakfast.” Zhuang Xian said gently, acting as the temporary peacemaker.

She turned around and saw Lin En and Zhuang Ming. She quickly called out, “Dad, Mom, come quickly. We have to eat this breakfast while it’s hot.”

Lin En pretended to be calm as she sat down on a chair. Zhuang Ming followed behind her, looking at her unnatural movements with a bit of amusement. He coughed lightly and sat down as well.

“My baby Xian ‘er made it. Of course, it’s delicious.” Lin En said as she picked up a piece of delicate fresh pastry. An intense fragrance pounced over her as soon as she got close, making her drool.

When she took a bite, the cake was crisp and refreshing. Lin En was amazed by the deliciousness. Her eyes widened, and she gave a thumbs up. She praised loudly, “How is this made? It’s too delicious! Xian ‘er, your hands are too skillful.”

“Right, right! I told you that my sister’s cooking is first-class! I think she can even compete with Lanwei’s head chef!” Zhuang Huai’s mouth was full of food, but he didn’t forget to agree.

He had always praised his sister’s cooking skills. In the entertainment industry’s words, Zhuang Huai was Zhuang Xian’s cooking fan, and he was a hardcore and the die-hard fan.

Zhuang Hang chewed silently on the side and did not forget to nod in agreement with third brother.

Zhuang Ming chuckled as he savored the taste. His relaxed brows were filled with enjoyment. However, he suddenly felt that this taste was familiar as if he had eaten it somewhere before!

That’s right! This was similar to the desserts at Lan Wei restaurant. The last time they packed desserts, a cream-flavored pastry was very similar to this!

The more Zhuang Ming thought about it, the more he felt it was true. He turned to Zhuang Xian and said bluntly, “Xian ‘er, did you make these desserts?”

Lin En felt a little strange hearing that, saying, “If Xian ‘er didn’t do it, did you? Why did you ask such a silly question?”

Zhuang Ming did not care about Lin En’s complaints. He thought of something and said, “Don’t you think that Xian ‘er’s desserts look similar to the ones we had at Lanwei? ”

Zhuang Ming’s words stunned everyone in the room.

Zhuang Hang picked up a piece and looked at it carefully. He nodded and said, “Dad, now that you mention it, I think it’s similar! However, the one you made isn’t as exquisite as Lanwei’s.”

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