Leng Zirui's right hand seemed to casually hold the spoon, but his fingertips were already exerting force. In fact, if Luo Ke insisted further, he wouldn't mind doing something drastic.
A task is a task, but if it means watching his big brother die, that's absolutely impossible!
Luo Ke was silent, his face tense.
He was indeed jealous, almost to the point of madness.
"Indeed, I could find you a new chef, but have you considered what Sissi would think of this?" Leng Zirui spoke casually, yet his gaze subtly observed Luo Ke's reactions. "Women like men going crazy for them, but they don't like a tyrannical despot."
Earlier, Luo Xiaoqian's behavior had already revealed issues.
Luo Ke didn't need Leng Zirui's reminder to see this.
If he truly killed the chef, Sissi would certainly be very disappointed in him.
"Sir?"
The bodyguard standing nearby awaited Luo Ke's orders.
"Forget it." Luo Ke heavily placed the tableware down, "This time, I'll let it go!"
