Zhang Jiang heard the old man ask him to go to the study, yet he showed no embarrassment at being caught red-handed. He calmly finished the cake in his hand, "Can't waste it."
Seeing that Zhang Jiang wasn't in a hurry, Zhang Yu also took her time, finishing the pastry in her hand. "This isn't bad; just a bit too sweet. It would be better with less sugar."
"And there's not enough chocolate in this," Zhang Yu added in passing.
Zhang Jiang nodded continuously, "Right, right. Actually, it's not that there's less chocolate, but rather, the chocolate isn't good enough. We should switch to a different brand."
Zhang Jiang casually mentioned the brand of chocolate, asking the steward to take note. The steward felt a bit helpless, wondering if they remembered the old man waiting upstairs for them. But nonetheless, they wouldn't dare imagine how angry he would get if they didn't hurry up.
