Chapter 872

Old Bai was silent, looking at Li Zimu and stopping talking.

"Haha, Old Bai, when did you become like this? If you have anything to say, just say it."

Old Bai knew what Li Zimu was talking about, and also knew the reason for what the other party said, but he was just very curious.

"Master, really, can you only choose outsiders? Why can't you choose a reliable person from within, or even, or even ask..."

Before the words fell, Li Zimu's voice sounded, very desolate.

"Ask? Ask who? Nowadays, who is worth asking? As long as the news that my life is not long spreads, they, those guys, all want to share a piece of the pie of all the industries under my Ghost Tiger."

Li Zimu sighed. Rather than asking for help, it's better to ask for himself. Take this opportunity to select a suitable candidate to help his son grasp power.

Or, cultivate a not-so-weak candidate, just to protect his children's safety. After all, his status is here. Once he falls, others will immediately pounce on them and divide them up.

"Alright, go get busy."

Old Bai sighed and retreated slowly.

"Brother, what else delicious can you make!"

Li Wuyou stuck to Fang Yang and kept asking, as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Uh, our domestic cuisines, I know most of them, and I have some understanding of Western food."

Fang Yang watched Li Wuyou approaching step by step, and Fang Yang also retreated step by step.

"What else, what else?"

Fang Yang just paused slightly, and was forced to ask again by Li Wuyou.

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"Uh, also, those cakes, snacks, cookies, drinks, etc., I know a little bit."

Fang Yang was panicked. Li Wuyou was almost crawling on him!

(Wow, Brother Yang is being targeted, really not bad.)

(Hehehe, I didn't expect Li Wuyou to be so gluttonous, oh no, I saw it at the dinner table not long ago.)

The fan realized he said the wrong thing and corrected it immediately.

"Really! Great! Good Brother, make me some small cakes~"

"Uh uh uh, don't shake, don't shake, I'll make it."

Fang Yang was full of helplessness. When did he need to coax a child to make a cake?

Oh, it's now after being threatened.

"Yay! There's cake to eat!"

Li Wuyou jumped up, full of joy. Although she could buy some cakes, cookies, and the like from time to time, no matter what, it was better to have someone who could make cakes.

Not to mention saving money, just being healthy and worry-free was enough.

"Tch, all you know is eating, you have no other ambitions day after day."

Li Wunian muttered, very dissatisfied with how quickly Li Wuyou had started calling Fang Yang "brother."

"Hmph, if you're so capable, then don't eat."

Li Wuyou pouted, very unhappy with Li Wunian's nagging; if you're so capable, don't eat it when it's made!

"Alright, alright, I'll go make the cake, I'll call you when it's done."

Listening to the two bickering, Fang Yang, who was already annoyed, felt a headache coming on; the most important thing was to drive them away, at least to get some peace and quiet.

Watching their retreating backs, Fang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief; after all, how did he end up becoming a son to someone else?

Truly, it's inexplicable.

"Better check if there are materials for making a cake first."

Fang Yang sighed; calling him their brother was just a title, in reality, he still had to serve them, and if there was anything he didn't do well enough...

He feared he wouldn't escape a round of torture.

"Hmm... this is missing a lot."

Fang Yang frowned; there were only large amounts of ingredients like vegetables here, and if he wanted to make a cake, he would likely need many other things.

Thinking about his own identity, which he wasn't sure was real or fake, Fang Yang was lost in thought.

"How about, I try?"

Thinking of this, Fang Yang gathered his courage and walked out of the kitchen.

"Hey, you over there! Come here."

Fang Yang didn't care who the other person was; anyway, being seen by him was the person's misfortune, destined to run errands.

"Young Master, do you have any instructions?"

"Uh? Young Master?"

Fang Yang was somewhat surprised; were they calling him? Why did it feel like it wasn't real?

"Yes, the Master has already shown us photos of the Young Master, so we naturally recognize the Young Master."

Looking at the other person's respectful attitude and the emotions expressed, which didn't seem fake, could it be that he not only had this title but also held a significant status?

"Ahem! Go buy some things for making a cake and bring them back."

"Things for making a cake? Oh, oh, I'll go right away."

Watching the unknown lackey hurry away, Fang Yang found it unbelievable; no way, was the other party really this respectful to him?

At this moment, Fang Yang really wanted to go out himself to test it and see if anyone would stop him, but thinking about what the other party said, he could only shed the status of a fugitive after tonight.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang didn't dare to leave rashly; if he hadn't been exposed but ended up getting caught by his own people, that would be troublesome.

After all, even if he wanted to break out of prison later, the chances were slim.

"Better to just wait quietly for the things I need to be brought back."

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Fang Yang looked left and right, feeling that standing here blankly made him look dull, so he returned to the kitchen and found a stool to sit on.

He played on his phone while waiting for the materials to arrive.

"Hehe, the Young Master actually asked me to help him with something personally, I must perform well, absolutely, absolutely cannot let the Young Master down!"

The lackey was full of fighting spirit and drove off directly.

"Wait!"

Just as the lackey was driving away, a figure suddenly stood in front of the car, blocking the only path.

"Uh, ah, sorry Mr. Bai!"

Seeing the appearance of the person who arrived, the lackey was shocked; this, this was one of his boss's most trusted people!

"Hehe, in such a hurry, what are you going to do?"

Old Bai spoke with a smile, his face full of kindness.

"Oh, it's like this, the Young Master wants me to buy some things to make a cake, I'm just..."

Hearing this, Old Bai nodded as if he suddenly understood, then looked at his side calmly and immediately cleared the way.

"Since that's the case, don't keep the Young Master waiting, go quickly."

Watching the car drive away, Old Bai turned around and spoke respectfully.

"Master, do you think he simply wants to make a cake?"

In the shadows, Li Zimu walked out, watching the departing car.

"Who knows, anyway, it's not like I don't have time to verify his identity, as long as he can take care of Wunian and the others, it's fine."

Although he said that, Old Bai still clearly saw Li Zimu's slightly trembling hands.

Thinking about it, Li Zimu probably didn't want the things he had spent most of his life fighting for to vanish into smoke; perhaps, in his heart, he was also constantly hoping for Fang Yang's identity to be simple.

"Tch, why haven't they come back yet?"

Fang Yang saw that his phone battery was no longer sufficient and, feeling puzzled, opened the door and walked out.

"Sure enough, not yet..."

"Young Master! I'm back!"

Looking at the mountain of things, Fang Yang was so surprised his jaw almost dropped.

"No, why did you buy so much?"

Fang Yang was shocked; this kid couldn't have been scammed, right? Although he had always used the simplest things to make cakes, he had never heard of needing so many things!

"Ah, I didn't know what exactly was needed, so I just bought one of everything, from kitchenware to materials, I have it all."

Looking at the lackey's incredibly confident appearance, Fang Yang only felt a headache.

The amount of stuff was one thing, the key was that he needed to be reimbursed!

After all, he couldn't let the other person pay for it himself, because he was the one who asked him to get it.