The kitchen suddenly became noisy.
"No way, I want this one, you have to give it to me!"
"Second Young Master, please forgive me..."
"Not giving it to me? Fine, even you all are defying me now, can't even give me a piece of cake!" Right now, Qin Zhengrong was at the state where he wanted it even more because he couldn't have it.
"Second Young Master, this is for the new Miss, you can't eat it!"
"I don't care if it's for some new Miss or old Miss, today I'm set on eating this! If you don't give it to me, I'll complain to Uncle!"
"..." The Head Chef was really conflicted, why did this ancestor happen to see it. Even though it was frustrating, he still cautiously protected the cake in his arms, and resolutely refused: "No!"
