"I'll give you a free meal for one month." Yan Mo looked at the plate that Fu Haonan pointed at and said calmly.

Fu Haonan was surprised: "One month? Are you sure you're serious? I come here every day."

Yan Mo nodded without hesitation:

"Well, just assume that you've been bringing me their information every month for the past six months."

"Oh." Disappointment flashed in Fu Haonan's eyes. After spending half a year together, based on his understanding of her, no matter who helped her or what happened, she would repay them in the future and ensure that she would not owe anyone a favor.

"Oh" Fu Haonan sighed heavily in his heart, and suddenly a feeling of frustration spread in his heart, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. No matter what he did, in her eyes, he was still just an ordinary friend.

Even though he knew the answer clearly just now, Yan Mo's action put the matter on the table, which gave him a sharp pain in the heart.

However, he quickly recovered from this emotion and said jokingly, "Since you want to exempt them, why not exempt them from all future days?"

Faced with Fu Haonan's shameless request, Yan Mo simply replied lightly: "My shop also has costs." After that, without waiting for Fu Haonan to express regret, he took the photo and turned to go upstairs.

Looking at Yan Mo's leaving back, Fu Haonan wanted to say:

"I'll pay for the cost, or something like that."

Then, he could only shake his head helplessly, saying nothing and doing nothing, silently picking up the chopsticks again and starting to eat the food on the table.

Yan Mo returned to the second floor and walked into his small but clean and tidy room. He opened the cabinet and found an exquisite but safe. Then, he entered the password to open it, carefully took out the photos in the envelope in his arms, and placed them neatly in the box. At first glance, it was full of photos of the children's growth in the past six months, which almost filled the entire box.

After putting the photos away, she locked the safe again and put it back in the cabinet.

After that, she did not stop, walked out of the room and went down to the first floor. At this time, a young couple was already sitting at the seat closest to the window on the first floor, and Fu Haonan was entertaining them and pouring water for them.

Seeing this scene, she just frowned slightly, but said nothing in the end. She went back to the kitchen, picked up the order menu on the windowsill again, and began to cook Western food seriously.

After completing the orders of these two customers, two more customers came. At the same time, the number of orders for today had reached the twenty she had set. Even though it was not too late, she hung up the closing sign.

Some people open a shop for their dreams, some do it to make money, and work hard to make the shop bigger and stronger, but for Yan Mo at this time, opening the shop is more about killing the boring time, she is not short of money.

After the customers left, Yan Mo also sent Fu Haonan away, closed the shop door, and went to the rooftop again. Feeling the dry night breeze, he looked up at the dazzling starry sky and did not take his eyes off it for a long time.

It was not until very late that she withdrew her gaze, got up, went downstairs, returned to the small room on the second floor, washed up, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next day.

She got up early before dawn. Unlike in Mo City, her store here did not hire any other people, so no matter what happened, she did it herself.

For example, at this moment, she picked up the basket beside her, locked the door, and began to pick fresh ingredients. Only by ensuring the freshness of the ingredients can the food be guaranteed to be the most delicious. Therefore, although Yan Mo's shop is small and located in a deep alley, she has had many regular customers in the past six months. This is also her only light after losing them.

She came to the small yellow car parked in the yard, opened the trunk and put the shopping bag in, then returned to the driver's seat and drove to the nearest vegetable market.

Jiangcheng is different from Mocheng. It is much larger than Mocheng. It takes more than 420 minutes to get from Yanmo's store to the vegetable market.

When Yan Mo arrived at the vegetable market, it was just dawn and the vendors had just placed all their goods on the stalls. The chickens, ducks, fish, meat and vegetables were all the freshest.

She also wasted no time, quickly stopped the car, went into the vegetable market, and picked out what she needed.

Twenty minutes later, Yan Mo made several trips back and forth, selected the ingredients needed for his store today, and set off on his return journey.

Time passed by little by little, and just as Yan Mo was about to turn left into the civilian alley where her shop was, her phone suddenly rang.

Yan Mo saw that there were no vehicles in the opposite lane, so she connected the Bluetooth with one hand.

At this moment, a huge fleet of luxury cars rushed out from the alley without any warning, in less than a second.

In an instant, this sudden change made Yan Mo unable to react, and the car crashed into it head-on.

By the time Yan Mo reacted, her little yellow car was less than half a meter away.

"Ah." Yan Mo was startled and instinctively stepped on the brakes. However, even though Yan Mo stepped on the brakes decisively, the distance between the two cars was too close, and under the influence of inertia, he still could not escape the fate of hitting the luxury car in front.

Even Yan Mo, who was always calm and composed, couldn't help but turn pale at this moment.

The last thought was, "I++, these past few months in Xinjiang have been wasted."

When it was about to hit the small yellow car in front, the luxury car in the front that was about to be hit by Yan Mo also took the most calm approach, quickly turned the steering wheel half a circle to the left, and successfully avoided the short inertia distance, preventing a car accident from happening. The four or five luxury cars behind were also forced to stop.

At the same time, the driver of the luxury car quickly got out and shouted at the yellow car driven by Yan Mo:

"Hey, how do you drive?"

As the driver shouted, Yan Mo came back to her senses from her daze. She hurriedly got out of the car, walked up to the driver, and apologized to him with a smile:

"I'm really sorry. I'll compensate you for your losses as usual." After saying that, he walked to the front of the car and checked the damage.

Fortunately, there was a gap as wide as a finger between the two cars.

Yan Mo patted her chest. Even though she was not short of money, she still felt distressed about such a large sum of money.

At this moment, the man sitting in the middle car asked in a deep voice:

"What's going on?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in a black suit who looked like a secretary came out. He walked quickly to the front and looked at the two vehicles about to collide. Seeing that there was no loss on either side, he said:

"Since it's okay, forget it."