C63 (2/2)

Hearing this, Fang Heng deeply furrowed his brows.

Not a chef! Not a waiter! It was the third situation he was most worried about!

Fang Heng sighed helplessly, seeing that there was no need to stay, he bowed to everyone as an apology for what happened earlier. Sorry for disturbing you all just now, you guys can continue being busy. ”

”It's okay, it's okay. I also hope that you can quickly find out the truth behind this matter, so that I won't be held responsible for him. ” The chubby chef from before said slowly.

Fang Heng nodded to everyone once again and walked out of the kitchen.

When he passed by the corridor in the backyard, he found a man squatting on the ground and playing with a sick cat. He couldn't help but look at it curiously. From the man's clothes, it was obvious that he was a waiter. The man raised the cat's front paw and said gloomily: ”Xiao Hei, what's wrong? ”He's obviously very lively all the time, how did he end up like this today?”

So something had happened to the cat. Fang Heng shook his head helplessly and decided to leave.

However, just as he took a step forward, he heard the man's voice again, ”Wasn't it just a few dirty pastries? Little Black, when did you become so delicate? ”

Hearing that, Fang Heng could not help but stop. He seemed to have heard something like pastries! Looking at the lifeless cat lying on the ground, Fang Heng's eyes flashed.

Could it be that this had something to do with Yuan Han?

Thinking about it, Fang Heng walked towards the man and cat on the ground. Ye Zichen squatted down in front of the man and looked at the sick cat on the ground with him. ”What's wrong with this cat?”

The waiter was not scared by Fang Heng's sudden appearance, he only shook his head and said: ”I do not know, but Xiao Hei is usually very lively. ”I don't know what happened today, I slept for an entire afternoon and still haven't woken up yet …” The waiter's voice sounded a little desolate. It seemed that he had a good relationship with this cat on a daily basis.

Thinking about what the waiter said just now, Fang Heng slowly asked: ”Did this cat eat anything?”

The waiter creased his eyebrows and slowly nodded his head. I gave him a few pieces of pastry that fell to the ground... However, it often eats these pastries, so there shouldn't be any problems. ”

”What pastries?” Where did you pick it up? ” Fang Heng continued to ask.

The waiter thought for a moment, then said: ”Yes, it's a green bean cake, I picked it up in the auction. At that time, there was a lady who accidentally knocked over the pastries. Afraid that the guests would have a bad stomach, she took the pastries and replaced them with a new plate. Then he gave the plate of pastries to Blacky to eat. Then I was busy with my work, so I didn't pay much attention to it. By the time I found it, it was as it was now. Logically speaking, it should not be a problem with the green bean cake. This was because Little Black had eaten green bean cake in the kitchen before as well. At that time, there were no problems! I'm guessing that after I left, Little Black ate something else? ”