Qian Yunsheng looked at the scene at the door and his nose tingled with emotion: "Madam, please come in."

"Okay! Thank you!" Mo Qingcheng clasped her hands in a fist salute, took Mao Dan's little hand, and walked into Zuixianlou.

Along the way, they attracted countless envious glances; a little beggar who was about to die had actually picked up a cheap mother.

Even just one day of happiness is worth it...

Why didn't Lady Ruyi choose me?

Ahhh, I really want to become a hairy egg...

Mao Dan lowered his head and forced back his tears: "Mommy, I'm a good girl, I can cook."

"Okay... There are older brothers and sisters at home who can study and play with you, okay?" Mo Qingcheng smiled, the little one was exceptionally clever.

Suddenly, Mao Dan's little face scrunched up: "Mommy, I'll call you godmother instead."

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Clever and cunning.

"Okay!" Godmother it is!

The waiter greeted them warmly and took Mao Dan to wash up. Mo Qingcheng went directly to a private room on the second floor.

Qian Yunsheng paced back and forth anxiously. The door opened, and he froze, stammering, "Madam...Madam..."

"Manager Qian, you're too kind..." Mo Qingcheng sat down at the table, picked up her water cup, took a sip of tea, and then looked at Manager Qian: "It's all about mutual benefit."

Shopkeeper Qian's face paled: "Madam Mo, I admit... I didn't do the right thing. But..." After all, the mooncakes were bought from Madam's house...

wrong……

Qian Yunsheng's expression changed drastically. He looked at Mo Qingcheng in horror and knelt down with a thud: "Madam Ruyi..."

"Manager Qian, this is a one-time exception!" Mo Qingcheng was somewhat weary, giving Qian Yunsheng a cold glance: "This lady prefers those who are smart and trustworthy..."

Qian Yunsheng broke out in a cold sweat: "Madam Ruyi, I know I was wrong..."

"Manager Qian, please rise!" Mo Qingcheng remained expressionless, simply drinking her tea and saying no more.

Qian Yunsheng opened his mouth, but then stopped himself from speaking.

Before long, the waiter led over a fair-skinned little boy. Who else could it be but Mao Dan?

Mo Qingcheng beckoned: "My good son, come here quickly."

"Mother... Godmother!" Mao Dan ran forward, timidly raising his little head to look at Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Are you hungry? Come on, let's go eat."

"Not... hungry yet..." Mao Dan's stomach rumbled as soon as he finished speaking.

Mo Qingcheng shook her head and turned to look at Manager Qian: "Manager Qian, please wait!"

“Madam, it really is a misunderstanding, please listen to me…” Qian Yunsheng gritted his teeth: “Now that things have come to this, I will no longer hide it.”

oh?

Mo Qingcheng looked at Qian Yunsheng with great interest: "Please speak, Manager Qian."

Qian Yunsheng glanced at Mao Dan, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.

Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly: "Manager Qian, just say it directly. Mao Dan is still young and doesn't understand anything."

“Alright, Madam Ruyi, the day before yesterday…” Qian Yunsheng, with tears streaming down his face, recounted the events, his heart filled with unease.

Mo Qingcheng said thoughtfully, "So, Manager Qian was not only right, but actually facilitated the development of events..."

"Madam, I..."

"Alright! I'll trust Manager Qian one more time..." Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a smile as she stood up, took Maodan's little hand, and headed towards the door.

Mao Dan asked timidly, "Godmother, you're so good to Grandpa Qian, didn't he say he'd treat us to dinner?"

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

Mo Qingcheng nearly choked to death on her own saliva, and Manager Qian, with his dizzy eyes, almost knelt down.

"Madam, this meal is on me..."

"good!"

Shopkeeper Qian: "..."