Ye Yun didn't pay attention to the unfriendly voice. Her shop was located near the school, and she had seen all sorts of people, including many who were arrogant because of their privileged backgrounds. She and Tian Xiaohui were already used to it.

She asked Tian Xiaohui to get some mung bean cakes for the guests, and then she got up and walked into the inner room.

It wasn't time for school to end yet, and the inner room, which was usually full of students, was now empty of tables and chairs, giving her a moment of peace.

However, someone behind her called out to her.

"Are you the owner of the shop?" Upon hearing this voice, Ye Yun stopped in her tracks.

She then turned her head to look behind her.

The young woman who had been holding the black umbrella put it away, and her tall figure stood in front of the counter, revealing her pampered face. Her brows exuded a touch of heroism, and she radiated an aloof and domineering aura.

The visitor is not friendly.

Ye Yun searched her memory but found no information about the woman in front of her.

The woman in front of her was dressed in a formal suit, her attire distinguished, and her demeanor further indicated her noble birth. She was someone the woman couldn't afford to offend at the moment.

Ye Yun nodded.

The other person scoffed and said calmly, "My name is Cai Manni."

The five short words, uttered from her slightly upturned lips, seemed like a handout to Ye Yun.

Ye Yun searched her memory for the name again, but didn't recognize it.

But after the other person introduced themselves, she still nodded politely and said, "Hello, Ms. Cai, may I ask what brings you here?"

Cai Manni stared intently at Ye Yun with her slightly upturned eyes, as if trying to see through this ordinary woman from the mountains and figure out what it was about her that attracted Qin Zheng.

"Our specialty is mung bean cake. Would you like it to go or to eat here?"

Tian Xiaohui broke the silence.

Having worked with Ye Yun in business for so long, she had long since learned to read people's expressions, and there was now a hint of wariness in her eyes when she looked at Cai Manni.

Cai Manni suddenly smiled.

Can I try some?

"sure."

Tian Xiaohui took a small porcelain plate, picked up a piece of mung bean cake, placed it on the counter, and pushed it in front of Cai Manni.

The plate also came with a small, cute three-pronged fork, a standard utensil for dessert shops in later generations, which Ye Yun had specially commissioned to be mass-produced based on her memory.

"nondescript."

But Cai Manni uttered this sentence.

Ye Yun raised an eyebrow. "What does Miss Cai mean?"

"Your fork is trying to imitate foreign cutlery, but you've only imitated half of it. The front is a fork, and the back is a spoon. Don't you think it's a mess?" Cai Manni pointed at the three-pronged fork and chuckled.

Although she was smiling, her eyes showed pity for Ye Yun, this country bumpkin.

Ye Yun was speechless for a second.

Then she went over and took the three-pronged fork from the plate, saying, "You can eat it with your hands."

"Forehead?"

Cai Manni was momentarily taken aback, her gaze falling on Ye Yun's face.

Ye Yun smiled and said, "Miss Cai, this is not something incongruous. This is a modified three-pronged fork. Most of the desserts in my shop are solid. The modified three-pronged fork can be used to pick up food and can also be used as a spoon to scoop it up. Why do you have to put such a big label on me right away?"

As she spoke, she took a piece of mung bean cake and began to eat it with relish using a three-pronged fork.

Cai Manni watched her skillful and effortless movements, her eyes darkening slightly as she subtly turned her gaze to the trident in her hand.

That's right.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, her silence indirectly confirmed Ye Yun's statement.

She wanted to mock Ye Yun.

But it turned out that she was the one with a short-sighted vision.

No, she simply underestimated her opponent.

She had been abroad, studied, and traveled to dangerous border areas; her experience couldn't possibly be less than that of a village woman who relied on a man to leave the mountains.

"Get me one." She glanced at Tian Xiaohui and calmly gave the order.

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiaohui turned around, grabbed a three-pronged fork, and handed it over. Suddenly, she realized why she was being so obedient.

Cai Manni had already taken over the three-pronged fork.

As if in a prank, or perhaps because she simply looked down on this kind of food, she used her fork to mash the mung bean cake in the plate into several pieces, crushing it into tiny crumbs.

There was no sign of food at all.

Coming to her senses, Tian Xiaohui frowned and said in a low voice, "Could you please stop ruining the food?"

"I bought it."

"You..." Before Tian Xiaohui could finish speaking, a ten-yuan bill was thrown in front of her.

Cai Manni didn't even glance at her, her voice indifferent: "No need to look anymore."

Tian Xiaohui opened her mouth in astonishment. If Ye Yun hadn't stopped her hand in time, she would have already grabbed the large bill in front of her and thrown it at the other person's face.

So what if you're rich!

Ye Yun gently patted Tian Xiaohui's clenched fist under the counter, then looked up at Cai Manni with a cold gaze: "Ms. Cai, if you're here to buy something, you're welcome. But if you're here to cause trouble, then perhaps we should go somewhere else?"

"Where to switch to?"

"Police station".

"..."

Cai Manni fell silent again.

What a joke! You think you can just go to the police because you're in trouble?

"Ye Yun, besides making mung bean cakes, do you have any other skills?" Cai Manni asked with a confident smile.

Ye Yun was puzzled.

How did the other person know her name?

Are they Yang Qinglin's men?

In recent days, she has only had unpleasant encounters with Yang Qinglin. His obvious hostility is somewhat similar to that of Liu Wan, whom she first met that day.

"That's all you're good for."

Cai Manni gave a light chuckle, threw down her three-pronged fork, and turned to leave the dessert shop.

Clang—the metal trident was thrown into the dish with a crisp sound, and the crushed mung bean cake was smashed and splashed off the plate.

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