Le Yao was busy at the shop. Someone had booked a table of food today, and since the food was so expensive, she naturally had to prepare it well for them.
"Alan." Nangong Jue suddenly walked in, ignoring the many people around him, and reached out to hug her.
"Nangong Jue." Le Yao was startled. She was frying radish balls and almost got splashed with hot oil. She wanted to shoo him away, but she could clearly feel the strong sense of sorrow emanating from the man. In the end, she could only soften her tone and say, "You go out first. I'll be ready soon and come find you."
The other chefs quickly lowered their heads and pretended not to see.
"I'll just hug you for a bit." Nangong Jue took a deep breath in the crook of Le Yao's neck, then let go. "I'll wait for you outside." Then he went out.
Le Yao frowned slightly. What had gotten into this guy? But she didn't have time to think about that right now. She should finish cooking the remaining two dishes first.
"Alan, shouldn't we be drinking your wedding wine?" Chef Diao teased Le Yao.
"If we get married, you won't be left out." Le Yao wasn't shy at all and admitted frankly, "At that time, each of you will receive a big red envelope."
"Oh dear, then I'll have to burn incense and pray to Buddha to bless you two so you can get your marriage certificate soon," Pastry Chef Ma laughed. "I'm waiting for a big red envelope to pay my daughter's tuition."
Ms. Ma is a single mother who divorced her husband many years ago. This year, her daughter took the college entrance examination and achieved excellent results, exceeding the first-tier university admission line by more than 50 points. She has already filled out her college application and, barring any unforeseen circumstances, will be admitted to Jiaotong University.
"Master Ma, has your daughter submitted her college application?"
"She applied to the Journalism Department of Jiaotong University. She said she wants to be a reporter, and studying in this city will keep her company." Master Ma was clearly very happy.
"Master Ma, even if we don't get married, you can't skimp on the red envelope for your daughter." Le Yao finished cooking the last dish. "Don't worry about that."
"Yes, Ms. Qiao gave instructions to our store manager before she left, I heard it all." Qin Ke, who came in to serve the dishes, chuckled twice. "So Aunt Ma, don't worry."
Everyone laughed.
"Sister Lan, if you're done, hurry up and leave, otherwise..." Qin Ke winked at Le Yao again, "You know what I mean."
"That's right, that's right, hurry up and go, the Duke must be getting impatient." Everyone teased Yue Yao.
Le Yao then took off her mask and apron and went out. She immediately saw Nangong Jue sitting in the corner. He was sitting there quietly. His delicate face and calm demeanor gave this nearly thirty-year-old man the feeling of a young man in a painting.
It attracted the attention of many girls who came in to buy things.
There were even quite a few people standing outside the glass window, and some of them were even taking pictures with their phones.
Le Yao stood a short distance away and admired the man's stunning good looks for a while before walking over.
"I thought you'd be watching for a while before coming over," Nangong Jue said, looking up at Le Yao with a smile.
“Beautiful things always attract attention.” Le Yao said, grabbing the man’s hand and leading him outside. “But don’t sit here. If you keep sitting here, my shop will be filled with women.”
Looking at Le Yao's pouting lips, Nangong Jue's depressed mood, which had been affected by He Rong, immediately brightened up.
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