The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

Qin Zihao also muttered: "Everyone who listens will have a share!"

He Donghai couldn't stand it any longer, "Why are you doing this? Zhizhi made those snacks specially for Yang'er as a gift."

Master Xuanzhen joked, "How about this: give your share to Lazy Yangyang. He'll have two at once, so he definitely won't hold it against us."

When He Donghai heard this, his expression immediately changed and he became unhappy: "That won't do! Yang'er is so fat, she should lose some weight and not eat too many snacks."

Qin Zihao sat aside and smiled secretly.

This He Yang is so miserable!

During the short time he was chasing the cat, the snacks that were originally made for him ended up being shared with him by several people.

For some reason tonight, Yun Zhizhi tossed and turned for a long time but still couldn't fall asleep.

She called out weakly, "Little Winter Melon, are you there? I need you for something!"

"Come on!"

Little Winter Melon yawned: "Host, don't tell me you came to chat with me because you couldn't sleep?"

Yun Zhizhi glanced at it and asked, "Am I that boring?"

Little Winter Melon nodded.

She waved her fist: "Are you looking for a fight?"

Little Winter Melon immediately admitted his mistake: "Dear host, I was wrong. What urgent matter has you come to see me so late?"

Yun Zhizhi immediately asked, "Have the time, location, and duration of the next stall been decided?"

"Not yet. I guess we'll know in a couple of days."

After saying that, Little Winter Melon continued to mutter, "After you finish setting up the stall next time, it should be close to your wedding. The system plans to give you a month-long wedding leave, and then arrange the stall setting up task after you get married."

Yun Zhizhi muttered to herself: This crappy system is still somewhat humane, actually giving her a wedding leave, and it's for a whole month.

She waved her hand, closed her eyes and said, "I understand. You can go back and accompany your chili spirit."

Little Winter Melon blurted out: "Okay, I'll get out of here!"

Wait for it to react.

"Pooh!"

"You're the one who got out."

On Yang's birthday, Yun Zhizhi specially prepared two gifts for him.

Although it's not worth much money.

But both of these gifts are handmade, which shows their sincerity.

Just as she walked out of the room with the gift and was about to rush to He Mansion.

He Ping'an was seen walking quickly towards them with a man dressed as a servant.

When the He Mansion servant saw Yun Zhizhi, he immediately explained his purpose: "Miss Yun, please go and persuade our young master. He is hiding in his room and crying non-stop."

"What should I do? There are many distinguished guests in the mansion today, all waiting for him, the birthday boy, to take the public seat!"

After hearing this, Yun Zhizhi frowned slightly and asked, "Did something happen?"

With Lazy Yangyang's optimistic nature, it is very unlikely that he would cry on his birthday.

The servant, considering that she was the young master's good friend, told him everything he knew: "The young master has a love-sickness disease."

Then he muttered again: "No, it seems like he is just wishful thinking. He must be secretly in love with someone but it didn't work out!"

Yun Zhizhi understood.

He Yang is heartbroken.

At this time, in He Yang's room.

He Donghai was standing by the bed, trying to comfort the poor child who was crying non-stop under the quilt.

"Don't cry, today is your birthday. There are many distinguished guests outside. If they knew, they would definitely laugh at you!"

He Yang's voice was hoarse from crying: "It's a joke, so what! No one wants me anyway."

"Don't be so depressed. Grandfather will ask your grandmother to invite some young ladies from noble families to the mansion tomorrow. There will be so many beautiful girls, there will definitely be one that suits you."

Seeing that he still ignored him, He Donghai's eyes rolled and he immediately took out a bag of biscuits from his sleeve.

Open quickly.

Then he took out a piece of scallion-flavored biscuit and held it in front of He Yang's popped-up head: "Isn't it delicious?"

Instantly, a strong aroma of chives hits you.

He Yang couldn't help but sniff: "Smells good!"

He Donghai grinned and said, "Don't cry, I'll give you a few cookies made by Zhizhi."

At this time, he hadn't noticed that his grandson's face had changed, and continued, "These scallion cookies are so crispy, and the scallion flavor is so strong that the more you eat them, the more addictive they become. And those sesame-flavored cookies, with a strong sesame aroma..."

Seeing him babble non-stop, He Yang suddenly asked, "Why don't I have one?"

"Your portion! Zhizhi will bring it to you later. Zhizhi is really nice to you. Knowing you like it, she made this crispy and delicious snack specially for you."

specially?

He Yang continued to ask: "Then why do you have the cookies made by the boss?"

He Donghai: "Zhizhi gave me filial piety, not only to me, but also to everyone who enjoyed lunch at Yun Mansion the day before yesterday."

When He Yang heard this, he cried even harder.

"Woo woo~ This isn't something the boss made specially for me!"

"You are all bullying me."

He Donghai shut up immediately.

damn!

I accidentally said the wrong thing.

When He Donghai was at his wit's end, Yun Zhizhi, the savior, finally arrived.

"Zhizhi, I'll leave this to you. I still have to go out and entertain the distinguished guests."

After saying that, He Donghai slipped away as if he had greased his feet.

Yun Zhizhi quickly walked to the bedside and whispered, "What's going on? You're crying so miserably, I could even hear it from the Yun Mansion next door."

He Yang was stunned for a moment: "Wow...how can it be so exaggerated!"

Seeing that he at least paid attention to her, Yun Zhizhi raised the corners of her lips slightly: "I specially prepared two gifts, you should get up and open them!"

He Yang grumbled aggrievedly, "You didn't prepare it specially for me. Grandpa and the others already have those snacks."

Yun Zhizhi chuckled, "You know everything! They accidentally overheard it that day. I only gave them a little bit because you were so generous."

"Don't worry! The portion you're given is the largest."

He Yang glanced at her in disbelief: "Isn't the Sixth Prince's share as much as mine?"

Yun Zhizhi lied with her eyes open: "Yeah."

He Yang's mood suddenly brightened: "Boss still loves me the most and doesn't neglect his friendship for the sake of beauty!"

Then, he blurted out everything like a bamboo tube pouring out beans: "Originally, I was planning to have a double happiness today. I was going to go to the Zhou family wine shop to express my love to Miss Zhou on the pretext of my birthday."

When Yun Zhizhi heard this, her gossipy spirit suddenly flared up, and she quickly asked, "So what happened next?"