Mobai spoke with a serious face, but a sly glint flickered in his large eyes.
Then he didn't forget to remind Uncle Zheng, "Grandpa Zheng, when can the kitchen be cleaned up? Once it's clean, I'll continue making food."
Uncle Zheng didn't dare to agree and hurriedly turned his head to check Li Beijue's expression at the moment.
Li Beijue's lips were pressed tightly, and his eyes were icy cold, apparently struggling to contain his anger.
Mobai, cooking?
He clearly wanted to tear down the entire Li Mansion!
The anger flared in Li Beijue's eyes as he ordered, "From now on, the young masters are not allowed in the kitchen! Anyone who lets them in gets thrown out of Li Mansion!!!"
"Yes!"
A group of servants quickly agreed.
Upon hearing this, Mobai urgently raised his voice, "Then Daddy can go and bring Mommy back! I won't ever go into the kitchen again!"
"Impossible!!!" Li Beijue rejected the idea without a second thought.
