Ning Wan wanted Aman to leave, and Aman never uttered another word of pleading.
In the small shop.
One person was engrossed in peeling garlic in the kitchen, while the other pretended to be busy outside.
They appeared calm and composed, as if nothing had happened, but Xu Xiufeng, an outsider, felt extremely distressed.
She couldn't hold back any longer and rushed to the kitchen to try and persuade Aman.
The next second, she choked and retreated from the kitchen.
"Cough cough! Cough cough..." Xu Xiufeng coughed several times in a row, unable to catch her breath: "Yanshu's mother, cough cough... You have to go check on Aman... Something bad is going to happen..."
Ning Wan was puzzled.
She walked into the kitchen, and immediately, a strong smell of garlic assaulted her nostrils and rushed to her head.
It's intoxicating!
Before Aman knew it, he had peeled several basins of garlic!
The kitchen was a closed, poorly ventilated space, and he didn't even turn on the exhaust fan.
The enclosed space was filled with a strong smell of garlic.
Ning Wan covered her mouth and nose and insisted on going into the kitchen to turn on the exhaust fan.
Then he pulled up Aman, who was sitting on the ground peeling garlic: "Why are you peeling so much garlic?"
Aman did not refuse and was pulled out of the kitchen.
Tears streamed down her face.
I don't know if it was from sadness or from the smell of garlic.
He explained through tears, "I want to peel all the garlic for Wanwan for the rest of her life, so that she won't have to touch that pesky garlic anymore."
Garlic has a pungent smell, and your hands will always have an unpleasant odor after peeling it.
Ning Wan disliked the smell, so Aman always took care of peeling the garlic.
Hearing Aman's words, Ning Wan felt both amused and heartbroken.
She asked, "In such a short time, you can't peel all the garlic you need for a lifetime. What are you going to do?"
Aman sobbed and wiped the tears from her face with her hand.
But the smell of garlic on his hands only made his tears flow more fiercely: "Then I'll keep peeling and peeling. I'll keep peeling even after I leave, and then send it to Wanwan by express delivery."
Ning Wan really couldn't hold back this time.
She tapped Aman's forehead, choking back tears, and said, "You're such a fool..."
Upon hearing this, Aman felt wronged and burst into tears.
Lu Chen told him not to force Ning Wan.
If you truly love someone, you should silently protect them.
But he was really sad.
I couldn't control the urge to cry.
"Waaaaah..."
It's completely out of control...
...
Suddenly, a clear female voice came from the shop entrance: "Hello, is anyone home?"
"They're here, they're here."
Xu Xiufeng hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.
I saw a tall, elegant woman standing at the shop entrance.
He didn't seem like an ordinary person: "What do you need?"
The woman removed her hat, sunglasses, and mask. Xu Xiufeng recognized the woman immediately.
"You, you...you're not that big star, Song Meng, Song Meng..."
"Shh..."
Song Mengwan raised her hand, put her index finger to her lips, and made a shushing gesture: "I ran away secretly this time, so it's not advisable to make a fuss."
Xu Xiufeng nodded in understanding.
They immediately welcomed Song Mengwan into the store.
She asked excitedly and nervously, "...Ms. Song, my daughter is a huge fan of yours. Could I have your autograph?"
"Of course!"
Song Mengwan took out a photo and marker she had prepared with her from her bag: "Excuse me, what is your daughter's name?"
"Zhao Jiajia." Xu Xiufeng's heart was pounding like boiling water, almost overflowing with excitement: "My daughter's name is Zhao Jiajia!"
Song Mengwan nodded and wrote at the end of her signature: "Wishing you good health, family happiness, and academic progress—to Zhao Jiajia."
Upon seeing those few lines of delicate handwriting, Xu Xiufeng asked with some surprise, "How did Miss Song know that my daughter is still in school?"
“I saw her yesterday, on the filming set.”
Song Mengwan winked playfully, then handed the photo to Xu Xiufeng.
Her gaze swept across the clean and simple shop, searching for her task for the day.
Walking inside, through the small door to the kitchen, Song Mengwan saw Shen Fu sitting in the corner, crying uncontrollably.
And Ning Wan, who was squatting beside him, constantly comforting him.
Song Mengwan's expression remained impassive, but her heart was already churning with turbulent emotions...
...
Wow!
Look at this damn domineering CEO's adorable little wife.
I really want to take a picture to commemorate this moment!
Song Mengwan has always been a person of action.
Now that you've thought of it, of course you should put it into action!
She excitedly called out in her mind, "Hey, you little rascal, does your system have a photo saving function?"
A reluctant voice rang out—
Please call me 057!
System ID 057 corrected the error, then said helplessly, "No, but you can redeem it in the points mall."
Song Mengwan also became interested: "Oh? How do I change it?"
[20 points can be redeemed for a beautified photo, taken by scanning the host's pupils.]
"Exchange! Exchange! I want to redeem!"
Song Mengwan's voice held a hint of impatience, as if she was afraid that 057 would regret it.
After the exchange was completed, his pupils swept over Aman's crying face.
Her phoenix eyes were brimming with tears. The corners of her eyes were red, whether from crying or rubbing them, it was hard to tell.
Tears still clung to her long eyelashes.
With a gentle blink, a tear slid down her cheek.
A pair of beautiful, slender hands wiped away his tears, then stroked his cheeks as if to comfort him.
This shot and angle are absolutely perfect!
Song Mengwan blinked gently.
The photos were taken and then stored in the space.
The man and woman in the photo finally realized that there were outsiders present.
Aman turned her back, sobbing silently as she wiped away her tears.
Ning Wan walked over to Song Mengwan and asked, "Miss Song, are you here to pick up Aman and take her back?"
What? ! ! ……
...
Xu Xiufeng was stunned.
The autographed photo in my hand suddenly lost its appeal.
Aman suddenly turned around.
Before I could even wipe the tears from my eyes, more started welling up again, as if they were free...
...
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