Zheng Siyu, seeing the tense atmosphere, quickly took another piece of pastry and offered it to Ye Shilong. "Alright, Uncle, please try another piece." She wasn’t trying to help Ye Tong out of this predicament. Rather, her heart ached for her aunt, who had always doted on her, and she didn’t want her aunt to be so embarrassed...! Because of Zheng Siyu, Ye Shilong ultimately didn’t make things too difficult for Zheng Cai. However, he still showed no pleasant expression towards Ye Tong. The moment he looked away, his eyes were filled with iciness. Ye Shilong glanced at Zheng Siyu. She quickly said with a playful tone, "You can only have this one piece. The rest are to be sent to Uncle Xiao." Her playfulness successfully quelled the anger in Ye Shilong’s heart. However, this piece was different from the previous one. The last piece had a faintly sweet taste, but this one was a mix of salty and sweet. It seemed like a lot of salt had been added, making it so salty it tasted bitter. Ye Shilong took a bite, but within a second, he couldn’t help but spit it out. Zheng Siyu was startled. "Uncle, this..." "You—!" Ye Shilong’s face immediately darkened. Zheng Siyu didn’t know what had happened and quickly picked up a piece to taste as well. She didn’t taste anything amiss with the first one. But the second piece was so salty that she quickly spat it out too. "Oh dear! So salty," Zheng Siyu frowned, her brows furrowing. Ye Shilong glared at her, his eyes looking as if he wanted to eat her alive. He didn’t dare to imagine the consequences of presenting something to Elder Xiao. He blurted out in frustration, "If your skills aren’t consistent, then don’t go messing around with these kinds of things!" "Uncle~!" Being yelled at, Zheng Siyu looked utterly wronged. The sharp pain that had been gripping Ye Tong’s chest eased somewhat. She shot a triumphant glance at Zheng Siyu. Serves her right for trying to snatch my position! This is the price for overreaching for what isn’t hers. For the past few days, Zheng Siyu has been here, basking in all of Zheng Cai’s and Ye Shilong’s affection. And what about me? What am I, then? A nobody? I, Ye Tong, am the true daughter of this family! No one should even dream of replacing me here. Ye Yuning couldn’t, and this Zheng Siyu most certainly can’t! Flustered, Zheng Siyu picked up another piece; this one was also very salty. Zheng Cai also took a piece to taste and looked at Zheng Siyu. "What’s wrong with you? Did you make two different flavors?" "No, no! I didn’t add any salt at all!" Zheng Siyu looked aggrieved and utterly confused. Because these were for Elder Xiao, she had been exceptionally meticulous during the process. She had even put away all the seasonings she wasn’t using. How could she possibly have added so much salt? "And... No, that’s not right!" she exclaimed. "I made them all in one batch. How could some be sweet and others salty?" As she spoke, she looked directly at Ye Tong. Furious, her eyes began to redden. With a wronged tone, she said, "Sister, was it you who accidentally added salt for me? I told you I would handle the seasonings myself." Earlier, when she was making the pastries, Ye Tong had indeed helped. Zheng Siyu hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but now, looking at these ruined pastries, realization dawned on her. That damned bitch! She was actually trying to sabotage me! Called out, the triumphant look on Ye Tong’s face instantly vanished. "You—what are you talking about? I didn’t even go into the kitchen!" Of course, she wouldn’t admit to entering the kitchen at this point. She knew Zheng Siyu had already found some other way to get in Elder Xiao’s good graces, and she certainly wouldn’t let her succeed. The banquet is the day after tomorrow! No matter what, she couldn’t let Zheng Siyu leave a good impression on Elder Xiao now. The Seventh Master is hers, and hers alone! Whether it’s her position in the Ye Family or the Seventh Master, no one can snatch them away from her! Seeing Ye Tong’s denial, Zheng Siyu’s anger flared, and she blurted out, "What do you mean you didn’t go into the kitchen? Didn’t you offer to help me? You helped shape the dough for the later batches; you must have been the one who added the salt!" Ye Tong was no pushover either! She immediately yelled back, "What crap are you spouting? Me, help you? You’re just incompetent and now you want to blame me for your own lack of skill!" Zheng Siyu choked, "You..." Seeing the two quarreling endlessly, Ye Shilong felt his head throb with anger and immediately roared, "Enough!" "Uncle~!" Zheng Siyu looked at Ye Shilong, her face etched with grievance. "Sister really did help me." Zheng Cai’s heart leaped into her throat in fright. She instinctively glanced between Ye Tong and Zheng Siyu. Inwardly, she was already leaning towards Zheng Siyu. After all, the pastries were made in the same oven, and the dough was kneaded together; it was impossible for such a problem to arise naturally. Ye Shilong, his breathing heavy, looked at Ye Tong. Ye Tong instinctively shook her head. "Dad, I didn’t! I never went into the kitchen!" Ye Shilong’s eyes remained fixed on her face. He said nothing, but his gaze was utterly frigid. Ye Tong was petrified by his stare. Seeing Ye Shilong remain silent, she called out again, her voice laced with fear, "Dad...!" "Siyu," Ye Shilong finally spoke. His gaze was still on Ye Tong, but it was Zheng Siyu he called. Zheng Siyu stepped forward. "Uncle." "Take your aunt upstairs." Zheng Cai’s heart clenched. "You... what are you planning to do?" Ye Tong also turned pale as she looked at Ye Shilong. She had a sinking feeling she knew what he was about to do.