Luo Yifan had been in the kitchen for almost half an hour, and surprisingly, it was very quiet; there was no sound of arguing.
Zhu Qianying wondered, could it be because I'm here?
Or perhaps, Mom is too busy and too lazy to pay attention to Luo Yifan's complaints and advice?
Zhu Qianying's gossip was burning fiercely, and she was just thinking about whether to sneak in and take a look when the kitchen glass door was pushed open and Luo Yifan came out carrying a tray.
Zhu Qianying tiptoed to take a look, and on the tray, there was only a bowl of noodles.
Zhu Qianying asked with a mix of gossip and schadenfreude, "Uncle Luo, is this your lunch?"
In the past, Luo Yifan's lunches were quite lavish.
"Yes, I cooked it myself. Your mom said she wouldn't be able to serve us!"
Zhu Qianying finally couldn't help but laugh.
Turns out, even Mom has a temper!
It's just that I never found the right person to vent my temper on before!
Hopefully, this time I'll find the right one!
Zhu Qianying went over and pulled out a chair for him. Then she looked at the bowl of noodles he brought out. It was really pathetic. There was soup, but the bowl only contained noodles with an egg poached in it. There wasn't even a shred of meat or scallions in sight.
"Uncle Luo, are you on a diet? You only eat this little?"
Luo Yifan smiled awkwardly and used his chopsticks to pick at the poor, lonely egg.
"I can eat a lot, but this is the only way I can cook!"
Zhu Qianying almost burst out laughing again, but managed to hold it back.
She stared at Luo Yifan in disbelief. "Uncle Luo, as the owner of Fanxin Restaurant, all you can cook is noodles like this?"
Luo Yifan shrugged and nodded frankly in acknowledgment.
"Yeah, I can't even fry a sunny-side-up egg!"
Zhu Qianying thought to herself, "Well, no wonder my mom scolded you like that. If it were me, I probably would have scolded you even more harshly!"
Someone who can't even fry an egg properly is criticizing other people's cooking skills; that's really not convincing at all.
Luo Yifan didn't think there was anything wrong with what he was doing. He sat down casually, picked up a few noodles with his chopsticks, and then looked up at Zhu Qianying. "Want some?"
Zhu Qianying quickly waved her hand, "No need, no need, I have a big appetite, this noodle isn't enough for me to eat a few bites."
Luo Yifan was quite generous, "It's okay, I can cook it again, it's very simple!"
At this point, Zhu Qianying couldn't help but speak the truth, "Forget it, I still prefer my mom's cooking. I don't know how to appreciate someone like you."
Luo Yifan laughed heartily, "Go ahead, go ahead, don't pity me, you'll have food to eat in a couple of days!"
Zhu Qianying smiled and shook her head, thinking that Luo Yifan was more than just optimistic. However, she didn't say anything, but turned and walked towards the cashier.
"Xiaoya, what did Mr. Luo eat yesterday?" Zhu Qianying secretly asked Xiaoya.
"Food!"
It seems that these plain noodles, with barely any oil, are punishment after the argument.
Yes! It's great to be a chef. If you have a fight or are unhappy, you can just punish the other person's stomach. You don't need to say anything more.
The restaurant's business remained unchanged, unaffected by the fact that Luo Yifan, the owner's friend, had argued with the owner and was unable to eat.
Zhu Qianying also took a moment to glance at Luo Yifan, who was sitting at the two-person table in the corner, and thought she would see a miserable-looking Luo Yifan.
As a result, he was always seen eating with great enjoyment, without any sign of dislike or anything, even if it was just a bowl of plain noodles, he would still eat it with relish.
Over there, the waiter brought over the dishes for table number ten. The guest facing Zhu Qianying pointed at the dishes and said something to the waiter. The waiter listened attentively, then nodded and walked towards the kitchen.
Zhu Qianying didn't care. After all, it's perfectly normal for diners to talk to the waiters.
After a while, the kitchen door opened, and Zhu Qianying saw her mother come out. She assumed that her mother had come out to find Luo Yifan, probably because she couldn't bear to see him eating only vegetarian noodles.
However, this is not the case.
Mom walked towards table number ten. By the time Zhu Qianying reacted, Mom was already standing at table number ten. The man wearing a hat with his back to Zhu Qianying, whose figure seemed somewhat familiar, suddenly grabbed Mom's hand.
Zhu Qianying's body reacted much faster than her brain. Before she could think, she had already darted away from the cashier and rushed to table number ten. She slapped away the hand that was grabbing her mother's wrist, shielded her mother behind her, glared at the man in the hat, and growled in a low voice.
"Takeshima, what are you doing here?"
The man wearing a hat and sunglasses couldn't pretend anymore and pleaded with Zhu Qianying with a mournful face.
"Ying'er, A-Jing, please, let Xiao Wei go! Let us go!"
Zhu Qianying pointed to the door and said coldly, "Get out! You're not welcome here!"
Zhu Zhizhou suddenly stood up, and Zhu Qianying instinctively protected her mother and took a few steps back. However, Zhu Zhizhou did not intend to attack them, but instead knelt down with a "thump".
"Ying'er, please ask Young Master Yan to release Awei! I beg you! Ajing... please!"
He spoke pitifully, and then began to kowtow repeatedly.
Just as Zhu Qianying was about to say something, a dark figure flashed in front of her. She assumed it was a bodyguard from the Yan family arriving.
Then, however, they heard Luo Yifan's voice.
“A man has to take responsibility for his actions! What’s the use of begging? Jing and Ying’er don’t owe you anything, so why should they repay evil with kindness and help you? Why should they bear all the sins for your son?”
Zhu Qianying looked up and only saw Luo Yifan's back. In that instant, she suddenly realized that this man was actually quite tall!
Zhu Zhizhou, who had been pitifully kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, suddenly stood up, glared at Luo Yifan, and asked sharply.
"Who are you? What business is it of yours what I do with my family affairs!"
“I’m A-Jing’s boyfriend. What’s it to you, a mere passerby, if it’s none of my business? You’re a grown man, and instead of doing your job properly, you come to my girlfriend’s shop kneeling and acting pitiful. Don’t you have any shame?”
Zhu Qianying stood behind Luo Yifan, unable to see his expression, nor could she see Zhu Zhizhou's expression.
But she could imagine that Luo Yifan would still be his usual calm and slightly disdainful self.
As for Takeshima, he definitely looked like he'd tripped and fallen to the ground, ending up with a mouthful of dog poop.
"Brother Luo..." The old woman behind her seemed to want to go out and stop her, but Zhu Qianying grabbed her arm.
At times like this, having a man back you up, especially one who makes Takeshima pale in comparison, is just so awesome!
Even though Zhu Qianying knew very well that Luo Yifan was just acting, and that he and her mother were definitely not in a real romantic relationship.
But seeing Takeshi's utterly defeated expression, nothing else matters!
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