Li Zishen furrowed his brows and said coldly, "Next time, your allowance will be canceled directly."
"Wow, Li Zihan, you're doomed, haha."
Li Zishen: "?"
Li Zihan: "..."
Tang Xiaowan sat down cheerfully, still sitting beside Li Zishen, with the peony root sculpture behind her.
Trying to play it cool, Li Zihan started, "Brother, did you just think I..."
"Enough, Nanny Wu."
Before Li Zihan could finish, Li Zishen timely stopped him; Nanny Wu naturally understood, immediately instructing the servants to start setting up breakfast. Once everything was ready, she led everyone out.
The breakfast was very considerate, not only including Tang Xiaowan's favorite soup dumplings and fried meat buns but also specially prepared lean meat porridge and radish strips that she ate daily.
Contemplating this, her feelings were mixed.
She guessed that Li Zishen must have told Nanny Wu in advance, otherwise, Bie Yuan would not have prepared so much high-fat food early in the morning.
