"Little Qiao, lead the way." Le Yao immediately stood up with her head held high and put her hand on Qiao Qiao's shoulder as they walked out.

"Your Majesty, slow down, be careful not to twist your back." Qiao Qiao winked at her.

Le Yao patted her on the shoulder, and then the two of them laughed as they went out the door and got into the car driven by Shen Yi.

Le Yao glanced at Villa No. 1 subconsciously, but seeing no one, she looked away, got into the car, and soon arrived at the shop.

When Le Yao got out of the car, her eyes widened in surprise: "Qiao, this is so high-end!"

"With your excellent cooking skills, you can't let this go to waste." Qiaoqiao pulled Leyao through the door.

"Welcome." Although it wasn't open yet, upon hearing the wind chimes at the door, the staff member who was cleaning inside hurriedly turned around and greeted them respectfully.

"Wow, these employees are already so well-trained!" Yue Yao exclaimed. "And they're so good-looking too."

"Of course." Qiao Qiao smiled smugly, then waved to the two handsome waiters, "You guys go ahead with your work."

The two handsome waiters continued cleaning.

"Miss, Miss Han." Just then, a middle-aged man came down from upstairs and bowed respectfully to the two of them.

“Uncle Hua, no need to be so polite. I told you, just call me by my name. This is Alan.” Qiaoqiao introduced, “Honey, this is Uncle Hua. He will be the manager of our Leyao Food House from now on. He was one of the orphans my grandfather sponsored back then, and later he took my family name. After returning from studying abroad, he worked as my grandfather’s housekeeper. After my grandfather passed away, he became the chef at home. My brother and I both grew up eating Uncle Hua’s food. Uncle Hua is not only a national first-class chef, but also a senior pastry chef.”

"Uncle Hua," Le Yao hurriedly greeted him respectfully, "But Qiao, isn't it a waste of Uncle Hua's talents to have him come to our shop?"

“Miss Alan, this is hardly a waste of your talents! It’s my honor to be able to work under you, Miss.” Qiao Hua quickly shook his head with a smile. “Don’t worry, I will definitely do my best.”

Le Yao didn't know what to say after hearing that, since she wasn't sure she could find such a suitable person even if she were to recruit someone.

"Come on, let me show you around." Qiao Hua gestured for you to proceed. "This place is 260 square meters in total, upstairs and downstairs... There's even a small kitchen here, which can be used for live streaming..."

Just as Qiaoqiao came out of the kitchen, she received a phone call, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant after listening to it.

"What's wrong?" Le Yao asked, looking at her.

"Honey, don't be angry when I tell you this."

"What is it?"

"Today, on the way to the women's prison, a car accident occurred on the bridge, and the entire car plunged into the Xiling River. Yan Zimeng... is missing."

Le Yao's face immediately turned ugly: "Missing? Isn't that an escape?"

"Honey, the accident happened on the Danshan Bridge, below which is the Xiling River. The river is very fast-flowing. The whole car plunged into the river. The chances of survival are very slim..."

“Qiao, although the chances are slim, it’s not impossible for him to survive.” Le Yao sighed. “Let’s wait until we find the body.”

There are too many plot points like this in novels; sometimes even if a body is recovered, it might not actually be the person in question.